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	<title>Elvin Ng</title>
	<link>http://www.elvinng.net/blog</link>
	<description>The Hour Before Dawn is Always the Darkest</description>
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		<title>Memories I Thought I had Lost</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Seeing you again
has brought back for me
Memories I Thought I Had Lost.
So much has changed &#38; so much has taken place
So much too has remained &#38; stayed the same
&#38; always will do.
Spaces &#38; gaps in between
Amidst our because vast hence limited memories.
Memories gained &#38; memories thought lost
Only to come back ever so vividly
Like we had [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.elvinng.net/blog/2010/03/11/memories-i-thought-i-had-lost/</link>
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		<title>There is No One Way to Lead Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is no one way to lead your life.
There is no dead end.
Only because we have become accustomed to the life we had been presented and then chosen.
But the way we have chosen for ourselves is a habit, the path we have preferred.
When one door closes, another opens.
Weeds can grow in many places.
When they can [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.elvinng.net/blog/2010/03/11/there-is-no-one-way-to-lead-life/</link>
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		<title>The Feeling of a Heartsink</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was on the plane when I wrote this on a postcard.
Two days back in Gamagori, Japan, when I was sleeping, I dreamt that something bad happened to my mother back in Singapore. I woke up, shocked, had a bad feeling, wanted to call home immediately, felt so real, checked my phone, then reassured myself [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.elvinng.net/blog/2010/03/11/the-feeling-of-a-heartsink/</link>
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		<title>My Wife</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;has to be able to:
Cook well.
Do housework.
Give birth to babies for me.&#8221;
My Japanese friend laughed.
&#8220;Typical MCP,&#8221; I know, haha.
My friend said, &#8220;No rah, no more Singapore girl rike that. Japanese girl, also don&#8217;t have rah.&#8221;
Waving his hands, waiving off the idea.
&#8220;How? How?&#8221; I exclaimed, semi-disillusioned, just rike I was semi-joking rah.
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		<link>http://www.elvinng.net/blog/2010/03/11/my-wife/</link>
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		<title>bias</title>
		<description><![CDATA[there will always be bias but the problem is when you&#8217;re so obviously biased in your judgement, you should really stop trying to influence or overshadow others with your blatant bias, or favouritism, whatever you call it. thank you.
it has always been my intention to write my blog in a way that it is neither a re-ferral nor a re-action to anyone [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.elvinng.net/blog/2010/02/10/biasedness/</link>
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		<title>Where&#8217;s My Bourgeois Existence?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[
&#8220;If you want a bourgeois existence, you shouldn&#8217;t be an actor. You&#8217;re in the wrong profession.&#8221; &#8211; Uta Hagen.
&#8220;How true,&#8221; I thought, as I realised for myself today, but not as if I didn&#8217;t already know. By &#8220;bourgeois existence&#8221;, I mean &#8220;middle class or middle-upper class&#8221;.
&#8220;Where&#8217;s my bourgeois existence?&#8221; proletariatly speaking.
Speak of the irony of looking for [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.elvinng.net/blog/2010/02/10/wheres-my-bourgeois-existence/</link>
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		<title>bY lefT</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;By right&#8230;&#8221;
&#8220;But what if it&#8217;s by left?&#8221;
Hmm&#8230;
Some go by left but I still hope to go by right.
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		<link>http://www.elvinng.net/blog/2010/02/10/by-left/</link>
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