<?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-5705249</id><updated>2011-07-14T14:31:40.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog o' Phil</title><subtitle type='html'>Seems this is the new cool thing to do... i'll give it a shot</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-116813305471155706</id><published>2007-01-06T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T17:24:14.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An funny and excellent article from a chemistry prof.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/116813305471155706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/116813305471155706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#116813305471155706' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-116319846907928740</id><published>2006-11-10T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T14:41:09.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An interesting post from Dan.I wonder who of us hasn't had that feeling that we are just floating around, without a goal in sight. Maybe it's a male thing, but I find that us males are typically goal oriented. We like doing things, and we like achieving goals. And when we aren't achieving goals, we are pretty much miserable, unless we have just come back from achieving a goal.For example, that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/116319846907928740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/116319846907928740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#116319846907928740' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-115956142895111928</id><published>2006-09-29T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T13:23:48.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The past.Sitting back in my cozy little chair (this work chair better be cozy, I have spent a great deal of time and effort making it cushy), I was remembering some fun times that I've had. Driving from Waterloo to Montreal in 2 days with T,Eating Korean bacon with Daniel,Grocery shopping with Ho,Badminton with Trinh.Great times. I miss Waterloo, not the school itself, but the friends.. and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/115956142895111928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/115956142895111928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#115956142895111928' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-115930813223570579</id><published>2006-09-26T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:02:12.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Speakers!Wood!FUN!I'm going to educate myself in the necessary skills to build myself some proper speakers. Been reading too much about audio, and now I've finally bit the bullet to buy all the parts to assemble some serious speakers. I'm even taking classes at a local woodworking shop to relearn how to use the tools of the workshop. This is going to be fun!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/115930813223570579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/115930813223570579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#115930813223570579' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-115404392065511800</id><published>2006-07-27T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:45:20.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crazy Crazy Life.It is an interesting life I lead. For one, I was pretty sure that I wouldn't be in the USA, working for US dollars. Only smart people get to do that.I also figured that I would be driving some practical car (civic, accord, etc).. not my 200HP white prelude..I also figured life would be kinda boring.. stay at home.. veg a lot, watch too much tv.. and play too much on the computer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/115404392065511800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/115404392065511800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#115404392065511800' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-114361190586350397</id><published>2006-03-28T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T07:30:26.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Carl Jung - The Persona ArchetypeEver notice that people that you know, whether they be close friends, or family, seem to behave differently in public? This is known as the Persona Archetype. Persona, in latin, means mask. So the Persona is a mask that we put on as we enter the public domain. It is sometimes subtle, to the point that we, ourselves don't realise that we have this mask on. But the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/114361190586350397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/114361190586350397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#114361190586350397' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-114308824422928703</id><published>2006-03-22T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:30:44.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello.it looks like my re-entry into the world of blogging has already been discovered. Boo!. I should have known he would have some sort of utility that tracks when web sites have been updated. I knew that it existed, but then promptly forgot about it. ah well.so.. i should really set expectations.don't expect proper spelling, or punctuation, or even capitalization. i'm sometimes too lazy to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/114308824422928703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/114308824422928703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#114308824422928703' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-114246023590935345</id><published>2006-03-15T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:03:55.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>looking.. leftlooking.. rightlooking.. uplooking.. down.no ones watching.. ok good...sneaking really slowly to the blogger page. maybe no one will notice.i think i might start blogging again. friends have started to blog again, but then again, i was never really to follow the trends of society. so, then, why start now?i think its more of an outlet for some burning questions, and thoughts i have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/114246023590935345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/114246023590935345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#114246023590935345' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-110878868207080553</id><published>2005-02-18T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T20:51:22.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>midterm time.. midterm time..which means i've been thinking about everything and anything.. except for midterms..on today's agenda...why do engineers like to philosophize about life..i have recently discovered that i am not the only one who likes to think about life in an objective way... my friends do it as well... so the question lies ... why do we do it??so my thought are ... that engineers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/110878868207080553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/110878868207080553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#110878868207080553' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5705249.post-110813663787767782</id><published>2005-02-11T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T07:43:57.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for those who actually check my blog*looks around, sees no one*i have performed the magic of winter cleaning.good bye old entries..and hello new entries.its like the life of a waterloo student. Every 4 months, we get to start a new life.. switching from a school life, to work life and back.but this is all soon going to change. Going to leave the place known as waterloo, for a more permanent life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/110813663787767782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5705249/posts/default/110813663787767782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pthong.blogspot.com/index.html#110813663787767782' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04821008633607789406</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></entry></feed>
