<?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-595449019350930848</id><updated>2011-09-23T09:25:21.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivory and Irony</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-7765302814624535893</id><published>2011-02-02T01:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T02:45:08.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I hate about Martial Art films</title><summary type='text'>I'm a great fan of martial art films. Ip Man, Ong Bak, Fearless (Hua Yuan Jia) or anything that shows beautiful, impressive, real moves stirs up something inside me. Makes me feel how cool it is that the human body can do all these amazing stuff. Guess that's why I became a traceur, but that's not the point of this post.This post is about some of the cliches and stereotypes in recent MA films </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/7765302814624535893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-i-hate-about-martial-art-films.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/7765302814624535893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/7765302814624535893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-i-hate-about-martial-art-films.html' title='Things I hate about Martial Art films'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-2955214153693455464</id><published>2010-07-07T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:53:41.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparisons</title><summary type='text'>You know what annoys me? Malaysians who come to the United States of America and make sweeping (often negative) comments about Malaysia that don't make much sense.After coming to the states, suddenly Malaysians are uncivilized fucktards who spits out of their car windows, pee on the street, rob you when you go out at night, steal your stuff whenever they get the chance, laugh at you when you fall</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/2955214153693455464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2010/07/comparisons.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2955214153693455464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2955214153693455464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2010/07/comparisons.html' title='Comparisons'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-6245532952536135610</id><published>2010-03-18T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:24:16.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring~</title><summary type='text'>Although the winter cold was kinda bad, spring is actually really nice. One thing you gotta learn from the gwai lou, you gotta appreciate good weather :)On another note, Spring Break is also near, and I'm looking forward to going back to meet my mum and sis in California and juts chill out. (Also get some decent Asian food, my capacity for fries has just about reached it's limit.)Also, in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/6245532952536135610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/6245532952536135610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/6245532952536135610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring.html' title='Spring~'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-915032099687244142</id><published>2010-03-09T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:03:30.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U.S.A</title><summary type='text'>So.. I just randomly decided to update my blog again! Good news for those that actually read what I write, all 2 of you! *Wonders if there is even two people.*Anyways, your favorite blogger is currently studying in University of Wisconsin-Madison! How time flies. One moment you're in Malaysia waking up to teh tarik and the next you have to wear at least 3 layers of thick clothing to make sure you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/915032099687244142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2010/03/usa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/915032099687244142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/915032099687244142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2010/03/usa.html' title='U.S.A'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-9137880245303816174</id><published>2009-10-01T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:22:37.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Genius</title><summary type='text'>Koreans are evil geniuses. I mean, just watch this:I've seen pictures of these girls before, never thought they were really pretty, pretty generic looking. The dancing isn't really hard or anything, but I CAN'T STOP WATCHING IT.Koreans are gonna take over the world soon if we don't watch out.&lt;!--Session data--&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/9137880245303816174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/10/evil-genius.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/9137880245303816174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/9137880245303816174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/10/evil-genius.html' title='Evil Genius'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-2884147116916063790</id><published>2009-09-03T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:14:19.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phrases</title><summary type='text'>Stupid phrases learnt in college today: "Deep theological reasoning" and "the chinese are very individualistic people"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/2884147116916063790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/09/phrases.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2884147116916063790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2884147116916063790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/09/phrases.html' title='Phrases'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-3895572608995322360</id><published>2009-08-19T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T17:39:07.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XKCD</title><summary type='text'>Today's XKCD is so epic that I just have to share it with you guys. If you understand it, that is.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/3895572608995322360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/xkcd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/3895572608995322360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/3895572608995322360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/xkcd.html' title='XKCD'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-8458028362413293484</id><published>2009-08-16T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:08:33.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><summary type='text'>This is the first time blogging from my humble home in Bukit Mertajam. Believe it or not, I'm a very nostalgic person. One thing about coming home every 3 or 4 months is that you notice the progress that the once little Bukit Mertajam is making.Looking at the new houses appear by as I drive back through a once familiar road, I remember my teenage years, where the  brand new houses stood were once</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/8458028362413293484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8458028362413293484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8458028362413293484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-6584815452811958488</id><published>2009-08-15T05:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T05:11:16.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Activities</title><summary type='text'>How I spend my time in the short period after the finals and before I go back to my hometown.12.30 p.m            Wake, bathe, brush teeth12.30-2.00 p.m  Play Patapon on PSP, awesome game2.00-4.00 p.m    Eat with friend, then go to giant buy some stuff4.00-7.00 p.m    Back in room, play PSP again7.00-11.30 p.m  Go Asia Cafe play DotA with friend11.30-12.30 a.m Sohai sohai go Bubba Gump eat with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/6584815452811958488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/activities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/6584815452811958488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/6584815452811958488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/activities.html' title='Activities'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-1297851265745749869</id><published>2009-08-09T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:51:32.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob the Shark</title><summary type='text'>Just thought I'd update you on our dear deterministic shark. I did not see him on my last few trips to Al-Salam. Only an empty cloudy tank where he once was.R.I.P Bob.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/1297851265745749869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/bob-shark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/1297851265745749869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/1297851265745749869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/bob-shark.html' title='Bob the Shark'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-945183992791089354</id><published>2009-08-09T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:47:58.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection</title><summary type='text'>Perfection. We often throw the word around in our lives, but what does it mean?On the surface, this is obvious. Perfection is something without a flaw, something that is good in anyway imaginable.Seems clear enough. Yet is perfection truly attainable, or merely an oxymoron? Consider this statement I make. Bob is a perfect dog. Immediately you have an image in your mind of a dog that you consider </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/945183992791089354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/945183992791089354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/945183992791089354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfection.html' title='Perfection'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-1230798022391291878</id><published>2009-08-07T18:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:30:59.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bastards</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/1230798022391291878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/bastards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/1230798022391291878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/1230798022391291878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/bastards.html' title='Bastards'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XZONNdU-rqo/Snw6nA0DByI/AAAAAAAAAF0/O9KpO7-eY3Y/s72-c/h1n1+comic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-164982021577513231</id><published>2009-08-03T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:10:41.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1</title><summary type='text'>Okay, I've heard enough about H1N1 that's downright silly. I feel compelled to write a post about the current H1N1 flu situation.First, H1N1 is a flu virus with flu symptoms. Without laboratory testing, it's practically impossible to know if someone has H1N1 or plain old seasonal flu.Second, due to the obvious fact that H1N1 is a flu virus, it's impossible to get reliable statistics about it, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/164982021577513231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/164982021577513231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/164982021577513231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/h1n1.html' title='H1N1'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-5167437221723351829</id><published>2009-08-01T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:01:24.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast food theory</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/5167437221723351829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/fast-food-theory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/5167437221723351829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/5167437221723351829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/08/fast-food-theory.html' title='Fast food theory'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XZONNdU-rqo/SnQ72ZQfHDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/SKtxTt6e5cU/s72-c/Fastfood.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-2986176028674327663</id><published>2009-07-26T23:25:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:43:17.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaccan Food Review</title><summary type='text'>In a recent trip to Malacca I had the chance to taste some of the famous dishes there. Here are the opinions of a highly-biased, disgustingly elitist penangnite. Proceed with care.Auntie Lee's Nyonya Food (Ujong Pasir)First thing we had in Malacca was in a small inconspicuous joint at the corner of a street. From what I heard, it was suppose to be a famous for it's home-cooked nyonya meals, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/2986176028674327663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/malaccan-food-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2986176028674327663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2986176028674327663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/malaccan-food-review.html' title='Malaccan Food Review'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XZONNdU-rqo/Smx5HZU_CUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/hsT4cHET2W8/s72-c/DSC04372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-8699587623808117150</id><published>2009-07-22T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:48:40.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance</title><summary type='text'>Just an hour ago I was at a friend's room, waiting for him to copy something to my pen drive to me when I noticed his room mate's notes on his table.It was a course on critical reasoning, and it was notes on logical fallacies that people are prone to.I look down and I saw this note:Argument from ignoranceExample: There is no proof that watches exist, therefore, they do not exist.Immediately i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/8699587623808117150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/ignorance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8699587623808117150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8699587623808117150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/ignorance.html' title='Ignorance'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-4961624828800536959</id><published>2009-07-19T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:12:25.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Lies</title><summary type='text'>The environment is a no doubt an important issue today. Global warming, energy usage, recycling, we've all heard it, yet sometimes, the truth is more that it seems.Take for example, the frequent bashing we hear of plastic bags, and how bad they are for the environment. Here are the usual reasons, plastic bags take a damn long time to decay (omg omg, the bag you threw out yesterday will last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/4961624828800536959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/green-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/4961624828800536959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/4961624828800536959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/green-lies.html' title='Green Lies'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-1248373520523867025</id><published>2009-07-14T13:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:15:31.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender Equality</title><summary type='text'>Today, we have quite a awkward situation between men and woman. On one hand, we still have links to our more traditional thinking regarding men and women (and trust me, this applies whether you were brought up Western or Eastern, although perhaps varying in degrees on certain issues), on the other, we are learning of philosophies such as gender equality, the feminist movement and we are being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/1248373520523867025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/gender-equality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/1248373520523867025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/1248373520523867025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/gender-equality.html' title='Gender Equality'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-6076686867492437535</id><published>2009-07-05T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:07:13.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20</title><summary type='text'>As a kid during Chinese New Year, I always divided the family members into 2 groups: kids and adults. Kids were the ones that the adults never took seriously in a conversation, they were the ones that hang around with you doing fun stuff instead of sitting around chatting, drinking and watching tv like the adults.Every kid probably wondered when he or she will become an adult. When will anything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/6076686867492437535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/6076686867492437535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/6076686867492437535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/07/20.html' title='20'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-761163559951935493</id><published>2009-06-29T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:49:13.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson</title><summary type='text'>Michael Jackson's dead.He died of a cardiac arrest.I guess his heart couldn't beat it.A tribute to the late Michael Jackson, the king of pop who revolutionize music, a suspected pedophile and for his contributions to the science of plastic surgery.Jokes aside, nobody has reached his level as a performer, he was truly one of a kind.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/761163559951935493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/761163559951935493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/761163559951935493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html' title='Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-5903583852450052527</id><published>2009-06-28T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:02:16.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A conversation about love</title><summary type='text'>Below is a conversation I just had with a female friend on MSN. I'm posting it because it is interesting and might make you think, and it shows me in good light, and I am too lazy to write a real post. All names have been changed.Leland says:lolu like transformersgirl (space) friend says:uh huhu?Leland says:din watch yetim guessing nice actiongirl (space) friend says:YEAP!watched w </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/5903583852450052527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/conversation-about-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/5903583852450052527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/5903583852450052527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/conversation-about-love.html' title='A conversation about love'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-3710552854364737637</id><published>2009-06-23T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:37:04.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret</title><summary type='text'>Ever heard of the book that's seemingly all the rage lately titled The Secret?I myself am surprised how well-known it is. Even my friends who don't really read that much know a whole lot about it.I hate that.The book is apparently a self-help book. While I don't have a problem with self-help books generally, (people sometimes need a motivational boost and some good advice) it's books that all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/3710552854364737637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/3710552854364737637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/3710552854364737637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/secret.html' title='The Secret'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-6960503891649415833</id><published>2009-06-18T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:39:53.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the Sexes 2</title><summary type='text'>After looking at the guys, it's time to look at the girls. We've seen why guess are horny most of the time, the question is, why aren't girls? Why do girls need to feel a "connection" or emotional feelings before they can think about sex with a guys? Why do girls play "hard to get"? And why do girls frequently are the ones more crazy about the relationship after a while?First off, we must </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/6960503891649415833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/battle-of-sexes-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/6960503891649415833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/6960503891649415833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/battle-of-sexes-2.html' title='Battle of the Sexes 2'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-5245020373322625995</id><published>2009-06-14T18:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:19:18.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the Sexes 1</title><summary type='text'>Ah.. love.. The euphoric feelings of happiness one feels, when that guy or that girl turned around and just give you that look.. the comfort you feel as your loved one lies on your lap (or vice versa), and you gently stroke her (or his) head.. the rush of feelings you get as you look at the special one..all going to be systematically broken down and analyzed by a the bastard known as Leland :</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/5245020373322625995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/battle-of-sexes-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/5245020373322625995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/5245020373322625995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/battle-of-sexes-1.html' title='Battle of the Sexes 1'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-8434942982908924987</id><published>2009-06-12T13:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:44:54.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the night</title><summary type='text'>He tossed and he turned. Nothing changed. He told himself it's all right. It has always been this way. Nothing changed. He closed his eyes again. This shouldn't be bothering you. I need to sleep. My realizations mean nothing. Nothing changed. He thought to himself.Me, tossing and turning here. It's ironic. It's the same as everything else. He smiled. It wasn't filled with happiness. Or joy. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/8434942982908924987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8434942982908924987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8434942982908924987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-night.html' title='In the night'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-7008077684774304374</id><published>2009-06-09T18:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:59:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever experienced something that you can't quite remember, remember incorrectly, or what you felt did not correspond with what actually happened? For example, you might think you placed your keys on your table, and after you can't it, rethink back, and you were absolutely sure you couldn't had left it anywhere else, when suddenly your brother/sister/mother/friend pops out of nowhere and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/7008077684774304374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/7008077684774304374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/7008077684774304374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/reality.html' title='Reality'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XZONNdU-rqo/Si48ORPeObI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tL4vDaqoRjM/s72-c/epicilu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-3731130996465547597</id><published>2009-06-03T01:04:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:28:06.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Al-Salam Shark</title><summary type='text'>In the little town of Nilai, near KLIA,near INTI-UC, where students study and play,is a little mamak shop, called Al-Salam,which is a popular hangout, from pagi to malam.In this little shop lives a creature,Who's appearance and attributes do not normally feature,Indeed, he is the Al-Salam shark,and to many people, his situation seems stark.Does he ever get bored? Many ponder,For he keeps swimming</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/3731130996465547597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/al-salam-shark.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/3731130996465547597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/3731130996465547597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/al-salam-shark.html' title='The Al-Salam Shark'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XZONNdU-rqo/SiiA18ix-sI/AAAAAAAAADs/GGq9GGXZGnU/s72-c/Image809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-8129026030446361133</id><published>2009-06-01T11:23:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:18:40.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing the Bridge</title><summary type='text'>If you're an INTI student, you'd know that in order to go to class, many times we have to cross a sky bridge, linking the academic block to the multi-purpose hall. Today, as I happily skipped to class, I stumbled upon these er, paper signs that some society probably put up. Putting up signs like this is an interesting way, because as you cross the bridge, you read the other signs, one after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/8129026030446361133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/crossing-bridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8129026030446361133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8129026030446361133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/06/crossing-bridge.html' title='Crossing the Bridge'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XZONNdU-rqo/SiPNomkuItI/AAAAAAAAABM/eYBSMgGqqAU/s72-c/DSC00108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-2833108543445959501</id><published>2009-05-29T19:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:27:47.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consciousness</title><summary type='text'>How conscious are you?If you're human (and you probably are if you're reading this), then you probably think you're in control of your actions, you know what you're doing and that you're a word conscious. After all, we humans have language and culture, we plan our actions, we have morals, we have religion. we have technology, we care for other people, to doubt that we have something so.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/2833108543445959501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/consciousness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2833108543445959501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2833108543445959501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/consciousness.html' title='Consciousness'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XZONNdU-rqo/SiC32QSO5vI/AAAAAAAAABE/0Mhp6cmFCCQ/s72-c/20090513.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-7974161149806563531</id><published>2009-05-26T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:05:34.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts.</title><summary type='text'>Ever done something borderline stupid, not particularly good for you but that something you'd absolutely never regret? Well that happened yesterday. After water polo training (which include roughly 1.5km of swimming), some evil entity managed to convince me to go to boxing training.Here's how it goes. Push ups - punching - push ups again - sprinting - punching bag - sit ups -leg lifts - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/7974161149806563531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/7974161149806563531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/7974161149806563531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-hurts.html' title='It hurts.'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-7129779981385861257</id><published>2009-05-24T18:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:51:32.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rationalizations</title><summary type='text'>Once, I told someone he was a master of rationalizations.It wasn't a compliment. Despite the strange spelling of the word, rationalizations isn't what it sounds like, on the contrary, it's a failure of rationality and reasoning. Rationalization is the process of constructing a logical justification for a belief, decision, action or lack thereof that was originally arrived at through a different </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/7129779981385861257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/rationalizations.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/7129779981385861257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/7129779981385861257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/rationalizations.html' title='Rationalizations'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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/_XZONNdU-rqo/ShljoChd2LI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9HU_oAG0eXU/s72-c/the_data_so_far.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-2098456398384590070</id><published>2009-05-24T13:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:43:14.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Birth Control</title><summary type='text'>I present to you now, the ultimate form of birth control known to man.It's effectiveness is summarized by the following quote:" I completely believe this is an effective form of birth control.   One look at Pope B16 and I lose all interest in sex ."Apparently the Pope recently made a comment about condoms not helping the AIDs problem, and these condoms were made to mock him. (The French are very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/2098456398384590070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/ultimate-birth-control.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2098456398384590070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/2098456398384590070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/ultimate-birth-control.html' title='Ultimate Birth Control'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XZONNdU-rqo/ShjcKTYjwvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/X5QbcOR8r0M/s72-c/popecondom-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-523146380303085080</id><published>2009-05-22T22:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:02:20.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Pleasures</title><summary type='text'>Ever notice how when you hang out with a friend you tend to gain some new experience and learn something new? This post is dedicated to all my friends, old and new, and the pleasure I gained in knowing you.Some of you have taught me that you can find little treasures everywhere if you look (e.g, an unknown cassette on the roadside),some of you have taught me that ordering spring rolls at secret </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/523146380303085080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-pleasures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/523146380303085080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/523146380303085080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-pleasures.html' title='Little Pleasures'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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-595449019350930848.post-8070651562492529896</id><published>2009-05-21T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:13:44.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><summary type='text'>Perhaps one of the first things I should do is to get around writing something about a certain emotion we have come to know as happiness.  Why is happiness intriguing? Simple, it's because we all seek happiness, and we have all achieved it some point or another, yet it seems happiness never lasts. Just think of the times you felt happy in the past, perhaps you did when you just started a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/8070651562492529896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/happiness.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8070651562492529896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/8070651562492529896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-595449019350930848.post-12672872515513657</id><published>2009-05-21T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:46:22.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It begins.</title><summary type='text'>So, I decided to start a blog. Mainly because I frequently have ideas and thoughts in my mind that I'd like to write down. Some of them might be potentially disturbing for those not accustomed to my way of thinking.  That's it for now. More interesting updates to come.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/feeds/12672872515513657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/12672872515513657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/595449019350930848/posts/default/12672872515513657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivorynirony.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-begins.html' title='It begins.'/><author><name>Juinn Cherng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06681593283649773036</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>
