<?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-27300675</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:02:58.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yUhaN bLogs?</title><subtitle type='html'>yah i do..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-7608647156065464883</id><published>2008-03-03T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T20:00:14.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's monday my blogging day again.. this past week was the midsem break.. and even though it's not supposed to be a break, i really didnt do much.. as usual. Well it wasnt exactly the best of time to had any of my work done since something unexpected happened.. but i guess i'm just finding excuses... actually here's a list of what i have to do before i totally screw up my last sem in NUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) finish my term paper of 10pages by Fri 7th March that will be 35% of the grade&lt;br /&gt;2) finish one whole new survey by the next week&lt;br /&gt;3) start recording all my responses from the previous 2 surveys.. meaning about 500 papers..&lt;br /&gt;4) Analyse and start writing my thesis. YES i havent even started. dateline is 20th March for the draft to my Prof&lt;br /&gt;5) Presentation for 2 modules.&lt;br /&gt;6) study for all the modules cause i really dunno what's happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if that isnt enough, well i dunno.. it sure is more than enough for me already...&lt;br /&gt;ok yes it's all my fault for procrastinating, and yes there's no one to blame but me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SCREWED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-7608647156065464883?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7608647156065464883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7608647156065464883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-monday-my-blogging-day-again.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-2523871767517111620</id><published>2008-02-25T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:58:33.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha when i dun have work at MPS, I dun find time to update this blog.. It's been 2 weeks i think? well Chinese New Year, 1st Year Aniversary with dear and Valentine's Day came and went, but it was very different compared to the same period last year. Cause i had dear to accompany on all this holidays last year, but this time round, she's all the way in Boston.. How many miles away is that, i have no idea. it's just super duper far away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school life is non-existent, because i just dun have to motivation to get to know new people. They say it's a lonely life in Year 4, i totally agree now. Unless you have friends you already know doing Honours proj under the same Prof as you, otherwise you better make the effort to be friendly with your new 'friends'. I can't really catch up with the lectures, bacause i simply refuse to attend them for a week. Just felt like i was in a rut for this whole period of time.. the quagmire of inertia against work and indescribable loneliness. Ever felt like you are in a sea of people yet you are alone? Like there's this eternal spotlight on you as the rest of the world vanish into the inpenetrable darkness? yup mulitply that by 83 times and you get how i feel in school i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to pick up the pace again for the school work part, but it's really tough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-2523871767517111620?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2523871767517111620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2523871767517111620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/ha-when-i-dun-have-work-at-mps-i-dun.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-7172992069484441350</id><published>2008-01-30T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:33:43.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lead the way&lt;br /&gt;Of fury and flames,&lt;br /&gt;Vent it all; anger, shame.&lt;br /&gt;Every path leads nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Much hatred to bear.&lt;br /&gt;Yet stand tall we may,&lt;br /&gt;Despite the strength thin&lt;br /&gt;Exorcise our demons in&lt;br /&gt;A single day.&lt;br /&gt;Realise the truth&lt;br /&gt;It is wisdom, for&lt;br /&gt;Everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-7172992069484441350?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7172992069484441350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7172992069484441350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/lead-way-of-fury-and-flames-vent-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-35226714064372875</id><published>2008-01-28T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:10:56.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the alpine darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Matching winter coldness.&lt;br /&gt;Is a wolf.&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the moon light,&lt;br /&gt;Surveying the faint light,&lt;br /&gt;Stepping through the grey light,&lt;br /&gt;A snarling wolf.&lt;br /&gt;Made of granite,&lt;br /&gt;Ash and Silver,&lt;br /&gt;No living creatures&lt;br /&gt;Tread near.&lt;br /&gt;Hellish blue flames,&lt;br /&gt;Arising once more.&lt;br /&gt;Hellish blue flames,&lt;br /&gt;Of a snarling grey wolf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-35226714064372875?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/35226714064372875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/35226714064372875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-alpine-darkness-matching-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-3084505762709072425</id><published>2008-01-21T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:38:35.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my.. it's been a really long time since i last updated this blog. seems as though it was just yesterday though.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a rough one week or so.. since dear left for Boston, i feel like a huge part of me was yanked out forcefully from my body.. never felt this kind of loneliness before.&lt;br /&gt;for the past year, i had constant companionship, love, care and concern. now i have to endure 4 months of solitude.. honestly speaking, it's very difficult...&lt;br /&gt;well i'm picking myself up little by little, with my pal a constant source of help and friendship. 10 years isn't something that just happens. i'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;tt's all for now, since i'm supposed to be working... till the next update..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-3084505762709072425?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/3084505762709072425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/3084505762709072425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-2688436425243627454</id><published>2007-11-17T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T19:29:50.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jsut wnated smoewhree to shw waht is in mhy haed rghit nw..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-2688436425243627454?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2688436425243627454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2688436425243627454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/jsut-wnated-smoewhree-to-shw-waht-is-in.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-3594916442038732740</id><published>2007-09-17T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:45:51.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i passed. finally feel like a fitting bf. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-3594916442038732740?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/3594916442038732740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/3594916442038732740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-6593914166979013261</id><published>2007-08-23T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T01:03:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some questions for all of you people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are person A, and you were wooing person B before he/she got attached to someone else:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you ask B out to have dinner with you alone irregardless of his/her attached status?&lt;br /&gt;would you keep asking even though he/she has repeatedly rejected you?&lt;br /&gt;would you gather other friends to go out because B told you he/she will only go out if there are others going?&lt;br /&gt;would you tell B to just dump his/her partner?&lt;br /&gt;would you even say it as a joke, when they have been together for pretty long, and you don't even know the partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone answered yes for any of the abovementioned, then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think your motives are?&lt;br /&gt;what do you take his/her partner for?&lt;br /&gt;what makes you think you have the right to say such stuff?&lt;br /&gt;how would you feel if you were in his/her partner's shoes?&lt;br /&gt;how can you be so thoughtless and insensitive?&lt;br /&gt;how come you are not dead yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know there could be many other reasons why person A did whatever he/she did, but I'm entitled to my own opinion. So if you are person A, I think you are one &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;big bloody piece of shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. And so before you get yourself into trouble, maybe you can try &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;killing yourself first&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-6593914166979013261?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/6593914166979013261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/6593914166979013261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-questions-for-all-of-you-people.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-1343713289573027529</id><published>2007-08-16T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:08:34.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Feelings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel:&lt;br /&gt;that Uni life is no longer what it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;that people change, no matter what they say.&lt;br /&gt;that I should integrate myself into my lab.&lt;br /&gt;that if an apple is rotten, just cut away the inedible part and eat the rest.&lt;br /&gt;that once you allow yourself to slack off, it's pretty damn hard to buck up again.&lt;br /&gt;that maybe a cat in Singapore has a better life.&lt;br /&gt;that because you are a guy, you should act like one most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;that Singaporeans don't care enough, me included.&lt;br /&gt;that we should all embrace our feelings when we can.&lt;br /&gt;that I can be so illogical sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;that Prof Rudolph Meier is a pretty nice guy, though he claims to be overbearing.&lt;br /&gt;that our planet will die within my lifespan.&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; is the one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-1343713289573027529?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1343713289573027529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1343713289573027529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-feelings-i-feel-that-uni-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-1683986178809883530</id><published>2007-08-13T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T23:27:07.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st day back in NUS as a Honours student officially. not that i was in lab or anything, but i felt pretty old. like ancient. only had a lecture from 4-6pm. LSM4252 Animal Development and Reproduction... i'm not even officially in the lecture group yet. appealing cause i didn't meet the pre-req for the module. well i understand why the pre-req was needed, cause i couldn't understand half the shit Prof Hong Yunhan was talking about. So dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that, had a sit down with DnD program head Weiheng, &lt;em&gt;incidentally &lt;/em&gt;my junior back in Chinese High. he was updating me on my role as an emcee for DnD bash and the actual dinner itself. well it's been a while since i touched hosting/emceeing, so i hope i can do a good job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sitting in the clubroom after lecture today, and i felt strangely out of place... as though suddenly, i wasn't really a welcome figure in it anymore. I dun feel the coziness, the warmth, and the friendliness in clubroom anymore. maybe cause i knowingly drifted away i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 4 seems destined to be a lonely year, since all my close friends are all in Biomed concentration while i'm the only idiot in Bio concentration. gosh i miss those year 3 days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-1683986178809883530?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1683986178809883530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1683986178809883530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/1st-day-back-in-nus-as-honours-student.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-8452698136124337893</id><published>2007-08-12T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:23:46.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few days late, but nevertheless, my first time at NDP parade held for the first time at Marina Bay (hey i'm part of history now)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097474596885306914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rr3eI2btHiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TBygNHyW9wo/s320/Ndp22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;check out my lion cap that has flashing neon lights for eyes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097475043561905714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rr3ei2btHjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zJoqj9BLDuo/s320/Ndp19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We love Singapore! well just enough to have these tattoos on anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097475554663013954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rr3fAmbtHkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JTA1Zod-tzY/s320/Ndp13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;World's Largest Floating Platform (according to the organizers)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097476366411832914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rr3fv2btHlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yt-a7GjTfe4/s320/Ndp4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A parting shot with the Lion City skyline as backdrop~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097476821678366306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rr3gKWbtHmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/96zlHuf5cak/s320/ndp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So we ended the day at Changing Appetites in Marina Square. And in case you didn't notice, we still have our red tees and tattoos on! Man we are sooooo PaTrioTiC~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's the last day of the 3 months long holidays. My Honours year will begin in earnest and i can no longer slack like i used to. Hopefully, my decision to continue Uni will be proven right. As Prof Meier my co-supervisor said, it's a worthy trade-off for the rest of your career to have this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here we go.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-8452698136124337893?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/8452698136124337893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/8452698136124337893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/few-days-late-but-nevertheless-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rr3eI2btHiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TBygNHyW9wo/s72-c/Ndp22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-208198114010483159</id><published>2007-08-05T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T10:30:47.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National Day 2007 9th August at Marina Bay.&lt;br /&gt;On this important day of our young nation, 2 very special people will be attending the parade.&lt;br /&gt;They will light up the stands, immerse themselves into the patriotism, and fully enjoy the experience.&lt;br /&gt;Though it would not be the first time joining in the celebration for one of them, it would definitely not be the last.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Me and dearie will be going for NDP2007. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-208198114010483159?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/208198114010483159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/208198114010483159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day-2007-9th-august-at-marina.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-8245758119969107530</id><published>2007-08-01T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T18:49:58.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NUS SEP, a chance to experience the overseas studying environment. Be it Australia, England, America or even Israel, this program allows you to immerse into a totally different education culture. This is one minor regret i have on my University education life, because i failed to plan for it. Well Singapore isn't all that bad for me, so it's kinda not a must that i fly over so somewhere to study. However, i strongly encourage everyone to try it out, if not for a semester, then at least a summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Be strong, be supportive, be who i was~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-8245758119969107530?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/8245758119969107530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/8245758119969107530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/nus-sep-chance-to-experience-overseas.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-4809664730998988202</id><published>2007-07-30T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:37:43.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>当你深爱一个人时，总觉得自己的付出，是不足够的。&lt;br /&gt;总觉得还能为对方再做些什么，再给些什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但同样的，爱也是自私的。&lt;br /&gt;付出，会不经意希望得到回报，得到认同和感动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人，在不了解情况之下，自然会猜测，会怀疑。&lt;br /&gt;往往造成的结果，非理想当中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来爱一个人，绝非简单。&lt;br /&gt;爱这个单字，包含的感觉及意义，只能用一生来体会，来感受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁说被爱是幸福，爱人是痛苦？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-4809664730998988202?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/4809664730998988202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/4809664730998988202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-5800901650958769255</id><published>2007-07-29T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:02:39.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what is the feeling called, that describes both happy and sad at the very same time?&lt;br /&gt;what is the person called, that is both selfish and generous at the very same time?&lt;br /&gt;what is the place called, that is both here and there at the very same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look, i do not see.&lt;br /&gt;when i listen, i do not hear.&lt;br /&gt;when i touch, i do not feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions abound, answers unfound.&lt;br /&gt;people around, thoughts confound.&lt;br /&gt;stuck aground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-5800901650958769255?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/5800901650958769255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/5800901650958769255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-is-feeling-called-that-describes.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-2173860618216297620</id><published>2007-07-25T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T18:25:31.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Expectations. A heavy word. Twelve letters added to weigh a ton. Sometimes it drops on our shoulders, sometimes it hangs in our hearts, but all the time it is present in our lives. We were born into this world with it from our parents. We grew up with it from our teachers. We dive into it for our livelihood. And finally we dish it out once again to our spouses and children. What did you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a hard world we live in, a real world. As real as the next dollar note you own. For there are many things besides money, but none that carries as much expectation as it. When we have the root of evil, most of us succumb to it's dark powers. Increased spending power equals to increased spending? It happens. Thus when we have X amount of money, we expect to get X+100000 next. And from X amount, we expect to spend X+n on material wants. Expect debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rqci9mbtHfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0fTkvRpgISM/s1600-h/18.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091076345449750002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rqci9mbtHfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0fTkvRpgISM/s320/18.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, just a picture of me and dearie at Dempsey's Ben&amp;amp;Jerry. Picture perfect too if i may add. One day, i expect myself to be a regular patron at Dempsey. ha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S: still dealing with my expectations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-2173860618216297620?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2173860618216297620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2173860618216297620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/expectations.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rqci9mbtHfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0fTkvRpgISM/s72-c/18.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-892210582374110681</id><published>2007-07-22T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T02:19:12.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>久违了。与华文的渊源，并没有因这一段小别而缘尽。&lt;br /&gt;事实上，本人相信他不可能会脱离华人的第一语言...&lt;br /&gt;这么久以来，笔者对华语情有独钟。&lt;br /&gt;就想你那双破旧的球鞋，再烂，还是觉得它就那么地舒适，那么地自然。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实有很多心事想笔记在此，但有碍于心有余而力不足，也只是稍提一提。&lt;br /&gt;讲起对于‘完美’两个字的观点，真是有太多的意见和心态。&lt;br /&gt;世上可否存有此境界？我非常不看好那机率。&lt;br /&gt;简单来说，还是认为只有追求这不可能的虚幻，而没有虚幻的本身。&lt;br /&gt;就像僧人要达无欲，其实是绝不可能。因为要达无欲，本身就是个欲望。&lt;br /&gt;但重要是那过程，当中获益匪浅...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;见到好友们， 真是快乐。这班初级学院的挚友，八年的交情，不绝的欢笑，是全世界金钱换不到的。IFF 长存心内！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;愿为妳付出一切，毫无保留。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-892210582374110681?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/892210582374110681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/892210582374110681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-7561593061878967872</id><published>2007-07-18T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T00:57:14.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's puzzling how simple words, mere letters on paper and vibrations when spoken, can twist our hearts and muddle our brains. The pen is mighter than the sword, they say. I believe the tongue pens more than mere writing tools. It forms the very essence of our thoughts and verbalises it, adding pitch and tone and feeling to what were neutral in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the ear works a different way from the tongue, as it would from the eye or the nose. It hears, but sometimes does not listen. It receives, yet not all information is brought through. And being placed behind all the other facial features, it causes people to misplace its importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All spoken, it is actually the mind that masterminds all such (pardon the pun). Without it, the tongue speaks not, the ear hears not, the eyes sees not. So formulate thoughts well, and say them out clear, so that the ear hears exactly what is said and felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Topman is kinda invading my wardrobe. Been buying clothes from there... for however 'often' i buy clothes. Good stuff. And caught Harry Potter and The Order Of The Phoenix with 'BB1' too. It was still nice, but a little choppy. Loved the last bit, given the lack of action for most parts of the movie. the movie was 2 hours plus, so no doubt most part of the 700+ pages of content in the book could not be squeezed in. Yup, so overall still a movie worth the 7 or 8 bucks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for my Honours project, it's still subjected to approval as and when my to-be supervisor Prof Rudolph Meier comes back.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-7561593061878967872?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7561593061878967872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7561593061878967872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-puzzling-how-simple-words-mere.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-1242992051784745307</id><published>2007-07-16T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:01:34.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's really sobering to hear about certain stuff.&lt;br /&gt;like having a pail of ice-cold water poured over your naked body.&lt;br /&gt;like hearing a loud thunder booming off just when you are about to doze off.&lt;br /&gt;like swallowing a large spoonful of wasabi hidden under the salmon sushi.&lt;br /&gt;like biting your own tongue accidentally while chewing .&lt;br /&gt;like getting slapped on the face by a total stranger.&lt;br /&gt;like nothing that can be described by mere words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,the lot of us gets numbed by the mundane and repetitive matters occuring in our insignificant lives, or so we believe, that we lose our heart, our dreams, ourselves. Complicated thought processes always lead us down paths of dead ends, filled with heartache and sorrow and frustration. Back to the basics, that's what i think. Question the whys with the hows, and decide whether they fulfill the initial goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelong in Tanjong Pinang was nice. relaxing with everyone was a nice feeling. especially with my number 1 'BB'. and of course the persistent kitten that mews non-stop. Love to go back there again another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S: Dim Sum at WAH LOK CANTONESE RESTAURANT, superb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-1242992051784745307?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1242992051784745307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1242992051784745307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-really-sobering-to-hear-about.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-8446858153400623313</id><published>2007-07-08T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T11:47:55.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok just an update on what's been happening in my life, given that there are people getting shocked at news half a month ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started work 28th May. i quited 2 weeks after cause it didn't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;i missed graduation, because i didn't change my File For Graduation(FFG) status from 'Graduate with Options of Honours' to 'Graduate'.&lt;br /&gt;i could have filed for graduation in special sem, still can actually.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to give Honours year a try, so i'm looking for projects. 3 possible ones to date.&lt;br /&gt;i'm working part time at Yew Tee CCC, for a while. Before Honours project starts, if i find one.&lt;br /&gt;i drove my family car at a chalet yesterday, and did a directional change on a freaking narrow road. Parked the car back and it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;i think that was illegal. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;i love sam. a lot. ok make that a lot more than a lot more than a lot more than a lot. you get the picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S: it is acutally a lot more than a lot more than a lot more than a lot more than a lot more than a lot more than a lot more than a lot more than a lot more than a lot more than A LOT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-8446858153400623313?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/8446858153400623313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/8446858153400623313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok-just-update-on-whats-been-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-5217227438893242593</id><published>2007-07-05T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T00:08:17.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been 5 months. and yes i'm still very much head over heels in love with the lady of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-5217227438893242593?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/5217227438893242593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/5217227438893242593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-5-months.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-6303955381681134281</id><published>2007-07-03T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T14:28:47.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lot of things have happened recently. seems as though the smooth sailing life i have had for 24 years has suddenly run aground on some major reefs off the coast of Shit Island. For all those uninitiated, Shit Island is a helluva place along the journey of Life en route to the destination Enlightenment/Death. There are many Shit Islands actually, but because of their uncanny similarities, there lies no distinction between one Shit Island and the next. After avoiding them for so many summers, it seems destined that i land up on this Shit Island now. Armed with nothing but my sanity (or insanity), i've survived on the island through pure grit and stubborness. Yet the toil is wearing me down, like the erosion of the cliff faces pounded by the ocean waves, slowly, but surely...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-6303955381681134281?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/6303955381681134281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/6303955381681134281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/lot-of-things-have-happened-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-862269323774870464</id><published>2007-07-01T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T09:33:12.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pride /praɪd/ [prahyd] noun, verb, prid·ed, prid·ing.&lt;br /&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. a high or inordinate opinion of one's own dignity, importance, merit, or superiority, whether as cherished in the mind or as displayed in bearing, conduct, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the state or feeling of being proud.&lt;br /&gt;3. a becoming or dignified sense of what is due to oneself or one's position or character; self-respect; self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;4. pleasure or satisfaction taken in something done by or belonging to oneself or believed to reflect credit upon oneself: civic pride.&lt;br /&gt;5. something that causes a person or persons to be proud: His art collection was the pride of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. the best of a group, class, society, etc.: This bull is the pride of the herd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the most flourishing state or period: in the pride of adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;8. mettle in a horse.&lt;br /&gt;9. Literary. splendor, magnificence, or pomp.&lt;br /&gt;10. a group of lions.&lt;br /&gt;11. sexual desire, esp. in a female animal.&lt;br /&gt;12. ornament or adornment. –verb (used with object)&lt;br /&gt;13. to indulge or plume (oneself) in a feeling of pride (usually fol. by on or upon): She prides herself on her tennis. —Idiom&lt;br /&gt;14. pride and joy, someone or something cherished, valued, or enjoyed above all others: Their new grandchild is their pride and joy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i believe people can take this word to the extreme. and then some more. like '&lt;em&gt;to infinity, and beyond'&lt;/em&gt; the acceptable limit of what most people doesn't mind. So it becomes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e·go·is·tic /ˌigoʊˈɪstɪk, ˌɛgoʊ-/ [ee-goh-is-tik, eg-oh-] –adjective&lt;br /&gt;1. pertaining to or of the nature of egoism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. being centered in or preoccupied with oneself and the gratification of one's own desires; self-centered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i've met one such person. WAAAAYYYYYY too egoistic. someone should just slap him/her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-862269323774870464?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/862269323774870464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/862269323774870464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/pride-prad-prahyd-noun-verb-prided.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-7132978142229764325</id><published>2007-06-30T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T11:30:50.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scamp is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-7132978142229764325?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7132978142229764325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7132978142229764325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/scamp-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-7272598979661328388</id><published>2007-06-20T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T09:52:49.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had my first 'exploding headache' yesternight. Unknown reason. I can finally empathize with people that says 'My head feels like it s going to explode!' How does it feel like exactly? well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first you get this contraction on the circumference of your cranium at the forehead level. consistent and overwhelming inward pressure is exerted until you are about to collapse, then it suddenly clears up. You open your eyes thinking 'good, it's gone'.. until it hits with the full force once again. Repeat this process 189727784324 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you pop painkillers, half hoping the ordeal will just vanish immediately. banging your head on the wall just seems like a much better preposition at this moment. thinking that lying down may help the cause, you gingerly lower your head on the fluffy pillow that exudes comfort and rest. Wrong move. Blood and stuff roar into the ever-shrinking compartment of your head known as the brain, counteracting the inward pressure with a greater outward push on the skull. At this point of time, a mental picture of Hiroshima and Nagasaki appears magically. Boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motionless for the next half an hour, without twitching or moving a single muscle, the defeaning cacophony quiets down to a regular throb, akin to the protagonist in the animation "Stressed Eric". you experiment with self hypnosis, attempting to separate the pain from the brain. Not so easy PAIN said. and renews its fury once more. You raise the white flag, and reaches for the bottle of painkillers in defeat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was the whole story in full. Fictional, may i add. Meaning i made it up. Believe it or not, it's up to you. for even the most convincing lie starts with a hint of truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i pray thee, kneeled by the candlelight and hands clasped, worries no more"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-7272598979661328388?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7272598979661328388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7272598979661328388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-had-my-first-exploding-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-58662874163311206</id><published>2007-06-16T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T13:34:25.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mind Not The Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mind not the silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;light breeze, strangely unheard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tranquil is this place, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;many different hues of colours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;upon my eyes glazed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hereforth i wander, never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ceasing to be amazed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by the wonders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mind not the silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;little stream, weirdly muted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;peaceful is this place,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a garden variety of creatures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;upon my feet gathered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hereforth i lay, ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waking up and gaze&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the beauty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mind not the silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;young lady, mouth pursed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wistful is her look,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a mixture of emotions,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;upon her face contrives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hereforth she stays, together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the person i wish &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to become&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in this place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-58662874163311206?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/58662874163311206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/58662874163311206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/mind-not-silence-mind-not-silence-light.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-4620601588795799366</id><published>2007-06-15T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:31:33.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a man reads. for he seeks the inner sanctum of another fantasy world. one with no pressure, visible or otherwise, to enter the race of the balloonheads. [balloonheads: defined as Homo sapiens that have reached adulthood, yet possess none of the grey matter in the brain that suggests intelligence]&lt;br /&gt;as one reaches the end of a path, the only path one has ever tread on, he or she makes a decision to either switch, turn or stop. yet in all these choices, none are apparent, clear or recommended. it's purely emotional, logical or a mixture of both that sets one on the next route.&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck at this endway. my mind is swinging either ways. i want to be clear, be firm, be strong on the right decision. But which is correct? i can't be sure.. Or maybe i just don't want to be sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'the heart races ahead once again, and leaves the mind gaping at its inability to change' ~Yuhanvicus 1686&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-4620601588795799366?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/4620601588795799366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/4620601588795799366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/man-reads.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-271701733608931638</id><published>2007-06-15T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T14:03:36.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RnIoOJ7eZSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C7b42V20wGY/s1600-h/bdayformsn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076163953648624930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RnIoOJ7eZSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C7b42V20wGY/s200/bdayformsn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;found this randomly as i was going through the pictures. love the effect. if anyone understands how metal blocks are used for printing, then you have an idea of what this looks like~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the day is kinda dragging now.. the sun outside is about as bright as 7million410thousand781X candle light.. ok maybe more. and i'm redder than red, like the oxygenated blood in your body but 3.74 times more oxygenated. ok i'm just spewing word vomit now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;trying to sort out what i wanna do/work/earn money/conform to society now. half a mind to just slack and wait. but i know i cant stand the inactivity as well. it's like a balancing act, i want my time, yet i dont want too much free time (since i'll be doing nothing at home anyway). i'm like asking for aircon but dun want it to be dry in the room. ok bad analogy. too bad~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;chatted with connie over the net yesternight. she's happily married, and enjoying it. gave me some advices on certain issues, which no doubt are very much logical and useful, if only i could overcome my own restrains. it's karma i tell you.. laughing at others thinking how stupid they are will come back to haunt you, cause you will become the stupid one in time... oh wells too late to regret.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Where art thou, easy denaris and peon life? For thy lure is too much and banishs me to heartful sorrows, in the inattainable of it all' ~Yuhanvicus 1683&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-271701733608931638?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/271701733608931638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/271701733608931638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/found-this-randomly-as-i-was-going.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RnIoOJ7eZSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/C7b42V20wGY/s72-c/bdayformsn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-6322582115651274469</id><published>2007-06-11T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T16:54:00.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's official. i'm jobless now. haha~ and 1 million times happier than i was working.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just not ready, maybe i'm too slack.&lt;br /&gt;maybe sales not for me, maybe i need a deskbound.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's maybelline.&lt;br /&gt;in anycase, anyone with part time job lobangs, feel free to call me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-6322582115651274469?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/6322582115651274469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/6322582115651274469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-1131814832544743413</id><published>2007-06-04T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:10:03.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a week. my job that is. been thinking about it lots, about the commitment and time, the jobscope and requirements. am i ready for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kah Fai told me he took 3 months holiday before he took this job, his first as well after he graduated. 5 years back. i took 1 month holiday.&lt;br /&gt;He told me he took 2 years to truly feel comfortable with what we are supposed to do. i hope i only need half a year.  am i ready for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to assimilate, to fit into this lifestyle change. my mentality bane i need to take away, or else i won't be able to fit in. so much for being adaptable. I think too highly of myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the cookie jar sits on my table nicely, sweets. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-1131814832544743413?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1131814832544743413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1131814832544743413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-been-week.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-2877318558528085876</id><published>2007-06-03T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T19:39:46.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE MY DEARIE~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-2877318558528085876?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2877318558528085876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2877318558528085876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-my-dearie.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-742489460439512575</id><published>2007-05-28T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T00:20:56.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rlr6a91mUVI/AAAAAAAAADs/4rlTkYof_4w/s1600-h/top_ees_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069639671741829458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rlr6a91mUVI/AAAAAAAAADs/4rlTkYof_4w/s400/top_ees_logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the place i started work at today. my first tentative step into the working world. i must say my sales manager and fellow product specialist are very nice people. tried their best to make me feel at ease. and J&amp;J is a great company i must say. being employed there means having one of the best employee training program. and yeah, i'm leaving for Cincinnati, Ohio on July 7th for my training at Ethicon Endo-Surgery headquarters. looking forward to it, yet at the same time dreading it a little. never been away overseas a month alone before... Besides, this time round, i'll be leaving behind someone very dear to me, someone that has been there by my side for the past gazillion days. well hopefully like they said, "absence makes the heart grows fonder".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i'll be away from the whole of july, i realised helping out in RAG would be out of the question. so apologies to Muslim. dude i said i would help out as much as i can, now it seems i won't even be in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;random pics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069643137780437346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rlr9kt1mUWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vvDDNZ3dPS8/s400/Dao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't ask me why i look lesbiany.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069647020430872962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RlsBGt1mUYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lrQ56FsGZ0g/s200/Photo-0022b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she doesn't think she's pretty.. like real~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-742489460439512575?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/742489460439512575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/742489460439512575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-place-i-started-work-at-today.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rlr6a91mUVI/AAAAAAAAADs/4rlTkYof_4w/s72-c/top_ees_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-4765017407129058761</id><published>2007-05-26T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T09:49:34.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;假期，结束了。&lt;/div&gt;步入这现实残酷的社会，将是一大考验。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾几何时，学业仿佛是世上最重要的。&lt;br /&gt;回头看看，有那么一点儿遗憾，没在学生生涯参与更多，付出更多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想，人身于世上，又有几个能不为生活打拼，不为它埋头苦干。&lt;br /&gt;大家不断地往金钱冲，却不知自己失去了原本的目标及动力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也有我的目标，我的向往...&lt;br /&gt;希望不久将来，当你问起我的原动力时，我能够答得出。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这二十八天的假期，说长不长，说短，也足足有一个月了。&lt;br /&gt;很高兴，有朵花陪伴在身边。&lt;br /&gt;虽然不是什么多姿多彩的日子，却带来平凡幸福的定义。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;去吧，在妳剩余的假期尽情享受，把颜色注入生活里...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-4765017407129058761?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/4765017407129058761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/4765017407129058761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-2179134818906206171</id><published>2007-05-23T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:11:29.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RlRZiN1mURI/AAAAAAAAADM/n4pQbKtcVN0/s1600-h/potc3_eliz_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067773925063545106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RlRZiN1mURI/AAAAAAAAADM/n4pQbKtcVN0/s320/potc3_eliz_800x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pirates of the Carribean 3: At World's End -&gt; &lt;em&gt;watched&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shrek the Third -&gt; &lt;em&gt;going to watch.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fantastic 4: Rise of the Silver Surfer -&gt; &lt;em&gt;don't feel like watching.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-2179134818906206171?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2179134818906206171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2179134818906206171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/watched.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RlRZiN1mURI/AAAAAAAAADM/n4pQbKtcVN0/s72-c/potc3_eliz_800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-401018440848155190</id><published>2007-05-22T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:31:30.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RlKUh91mUNI/AAAAAAAAACs/qri1MyqLdxs/s1600-h/Herbal+essence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067275842001195218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RlKUh91mUNI/AAAAAAAAACs/qri1MyqLdxs/s320/Herbal+essence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;em&gt;what you looking at?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-401018440848155190?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/401018440848155190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/401018440848155190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-you-looking-at.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RlKUh91mUNI/AAAAAAAAACs/qri1MyqLdxs/s72-c/Herbal+essence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-4281448394189246454</id><published>2007-05-18T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:09:46.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Wedding to Attend&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many years has it been?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe ten, maybe twenty?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last time we met,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did we change?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did we had the same friendship?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did we smile the heartfelt smiles?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes i believe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For now that your special day is upon,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We will meet once again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though time has spared none of us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It also grew with us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so i wish thee,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A blessed and everlasting union,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A memorable one to remember,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A day when your beauty astounds,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And let everyone gape at your gown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come 2nd June,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall be there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-4281448394189246454?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/4281448394189246454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/4281448394189246454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/wedding-to-attend-how-many-years-has-it.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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-27300675.post-2994824624809485210</id><published>2007-05-18T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T08:51:12.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yup back from an all-guys, relaxing, vice-filled trip to redang! fellow indulgers are brudda, pal, jesus brown and proff yeo. the 5 of us rocked the island with our hard partying and devil-may-care attitude! (alright alright so we weren't exactly THAT happening, but close enough lah) some incrimmidating evidences are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz15d1mUII/AAAAAAAAACE/tpwgoH2JH9Y/s1600-h/PICT0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065694048495751298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz15d1mUII/AAAAAAAAACE/tpwgoH2JH9Y/s200/PICT0383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all of us on the bus ride there. freaking 10 hours, but i must say it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz16d1mUKI/AAAAAAAAACU/UiIz6WZy7zg/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065694065675620514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz16d1mUKI/AAAAAAAAACU/UiIz6WZy7zg/s200/02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of the beach is just breath-taking... even when i see it for the second time. can just lie there forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz17d1mUMI/AAAAAAAAACk/lUlOsShXp6w/s1600-h/56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065694082855489730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz17d1mUMI/AAAAAAAAACk/lUlOsShXp6w/s200/56.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh god, tell me why? Why are there no pretty ladies on board!?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz1691mULI/AAAAAAAAACc/DF-dQEa-nCY/s1600-h/PICT0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065694074265555122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz1691mULI/AAAAAAAAACc/DF-dQEa-nCY/s200/PICT0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our vice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz1591mUJI/AAAAAAAAACM/XuLaBkkXurQ/s1600-h/50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065694057085685906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz1591mUJI/AAAAAAAAACM/XuLaBkkXurQ/s200/50.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are good at self-portraits too you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well Topless 5 reigned supreme on this pristine island from 14th to 16th May, and left a topless legacy behind... &lt;em&gt;Pics to be continued....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-2994824624809485210?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2994824624809485210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/2994824624809485210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/yup-back-from-all-guys-relaxing-vice.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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/_T0By0mnr2Y0/Rkz15d1mUII/AAAAAAAAACE/tpwgoH2JH9Y/s72-c/PICT0383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-7017781400936038104</id><published>2007-05-13T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T19:13:43.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bridge to Terabithia was good all in all. Not much CGI stuff actually, but very much on how 'imagination, life is your creation'. The female lead is very pretty (gf can attest to that). looks a bit like a young Keira Knightley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for a 4N3D trip to Redang in about 2 hours time with brothers.. my first and last overseas trip for this holidays. A glimpse of how Redang is like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RkbxflrRCAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SLsENV8qSdE/s1600-h/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064000356016523266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RkbxflrRCAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SLsENV8qSdE/s400/PICT0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this picture way back in 2004 July. So this would be the second time i'm visiting this place. Hopefully it's as beautiful as ever, and i can relax there before i embark on my working life. mixed feelings about starting work... want the change yet afraid of it. well i'll just have to get used to it. At least i know &lt;u&gt;sweets&lt;/u&gt; will be supportive of me no matter what. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Travel the world, and see for yourself the wonders"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-7017781400936038104?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7017781400936038104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/7017781400936038104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/bridge-to-terabithia-was-good-all-in.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RkbxflrRCAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SLsENV8qSdE/s72-c/PICT0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-5347664493897668765</id><published>2007-05-13T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:11:09.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A day at the zoo with &lt;u&gt;sweets&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RkXx0VrRB8I/AAAAAAAAABc/GMWJa5P39TE/s1600-h/PICT0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063719237522098114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RkXx0VrRB8I/AAAAAAAAABc/GMWJa5P39TE/s200/PICT0381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; white tiger. looking majestic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063719830227584978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RkXyW1rRB9I/AAAAAAAAABk/Fq1Wz0NduXM/s200/PICT0400.JPG" border="0" /&gt; a photo-perfect butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063720418638104546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RkXy5FrRB-I/AAAAAAAAABs/j4nk97KUfSI/s200/PICT0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Timon from Lion King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;took some more pictures, but too much to upload. yeah i love the zoo, even though i've been there a million times as a Docent previously. anyway, it's different this time round cause i get to go with gf. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063721797322606578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RkX0JVrRB_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/rOTPw2HTtSs/s200/PICT0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this was with &lt;u&gt;her&lt;/u&gt; close group of JC friends. and the guys thought i was 21 only! woohooo~ in anycase, they were a fun bunch. maybe hanging around with them will make me younger! hahaha~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have 15 days left before work starts... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-5347664493897668765?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/5347664493897668765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/5347664493897668765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/day-at-zoo-with-sweets-white-tiger.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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/_T0By0mnr2Y0/RkXx0VrRB8I/AAAAAAAAABc/GMWJa5P39TE/s72-c/PICT0381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27300675.post-1086687258276111523</id><published>2007-05-12T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T23:21:01.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a new blog. welcome to my world.. again. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27300675-1086687258276111523?l=yuhansworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1086687258276111523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27300675&amp;postID=1086687258276111523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1086687258276111523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27300675/posts/default/1086687258276111523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuhansworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>郁涵小品</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01375233259987017358</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>
