<?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-10439747</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:29:21.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shuwan</name><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>357</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-7769173859407097153</id><published>2010-02-08T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T03:10:09.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Macau with Jetstar bears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4t3LPTPYcew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4t3LPTPYcew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-7769173859407097153?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7769173859407097153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7769173859407097153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#7769173859407097153' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-3329483868651609344</id><published>2010-02-08T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T03:27:08.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FILMING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;To want to replicate the scenes from boys over flowers was such &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;a crazy idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;..but seriously speaking, Macau is the place where people fall in love. there are many many beautiful churches built in Baroque style. you don't even have to go to Europe to see them, you have ancient, romantic cathedrals right in Asia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;TRICK 1:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;it's really difficult to film the bears. the bears are the size of my palm and I find it to frame the bear with the huge buildings. after figuring it for the longest time, the trick is to put the bear very close to camera.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;TRICK 2:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Try to spot our hands in the video, we did not photoshop our hands away in any of the photo. many times, you have to angle the camera such that your hand is directly behind the bear. another trick is to place the bear at the very edge of the frame so that the hand is outside the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;FREE ENTRANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;and the wonderful thing about Macau is that the 5 places that were featured in the video had free entrance. (except that you have to pay to eat the egg tart off course). I was very surprised that the Grand Prix museum was free. When me and xin walked to the counter, they automatically handed us 2 tickets and said free entrance! seldom you have museum that's free entrance right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S271GVgSjCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/C3uRDaAxwEQ/s1600-h/P1050643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S271GVgSjCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/C3uRDaAxwEQ/s320/P1050643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also impressed with the free Daytona sort of game within the museum. The security guard at the museum helped us take photo and went like, "do you want to play games?". Haha, very amazed by the service standards there, even the security guard tells you where the good stuff are. The racing game allows us to have a feel on how it would be like to race on the F3 track in Macau and the tracks are daunting, not losing to the ones featured in Initial D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the Venetian Hotel is my favourite place of the 5 places. Look at the indoor shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S28PZh_s1SI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UKjhqHmU2m0/s1600-h/P1050755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S28PZh_s1SI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UKjhqHmU2m0/s320/P1050755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a sky and a bridge with water flowing below...I always loved outdoor shopping, and this is the perfect place, never have to worry about rain or mid-day sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macau is a wonderful place. Whoo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S28T5neFIcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GsB7l9mCsBs/s1600-h/0+431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S28T5neFIcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/GsB7l9mCsBs/s320/0+431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3329483868651609344?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3329483868651609344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3329483868651609344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#3329483868651609344' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S271GVgSjCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/C3uRDaAxwEQ/s72-c/P1050643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-3185780187809264670</id><published>2010-01-14T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:20:00.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i cant stop thinking about Macau, it's like the most exciting thing in my life. I don't know why i don't feel such intense excitement over the other trips, i guess it's because I got it through my own (and xin's) merit, there is a sense of accomplishment. Who knew writing a cheesy story would land you in Macau? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i felt like i am one step closer to Macau, just signed the confirmation document. and xin told me that it's gonna be cold there. it's only 3 weeks to the trip and the challenge is already there. How am i going to pack everything under 10 kg?!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the weather forecast from a website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The winter season in Macau covers the months January and February. The cold air from north Siberia continuously passes through the Mid and South China into Macao region and brings us cold and dry northerly winds." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will just stay in the hotel all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3185780187809264670?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3185780187809264670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3185780187809264670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#3185780187809264670' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-820642602436060280</id><published>2010-01-07T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:56:58.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheers to the New Year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3fc4e71a6bfea817" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3fc4e71a6bfea817%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332538030%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33FE8B8831A23DF7C91578692636D9462234D537.64BAEAF1F3F31347645A62A82F50E361FAEEE324%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3fc4e71a6bfea817%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqKGKFIoL8bjBAEg3kyZn-uQHD2g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3fc4e71a6bfea817%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332538030%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33FE8B8831A23DF7C91578692636D9462234D537.64BAEAF1F3F31347645A62A82F50E361FAEEE324%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3fc4e71a6bfea817%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqKGKFIoL8bjBAEg3kyZn-uQHD2g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always great to unwind after a year's of hard work, hehe. for me only half a year since I just graduated. If there is one thing that this trip taught me, it would be to learn to stone for at least 5 minutes. I think I am too used to multi-tasking, trying to upload photos on facebook, listening to JJ's latest album, putting on face mask and blogging at the same time. My new year resolution is thus to stone for at least 5 minutes a day. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww....now i wished that i am back on the Bintan beach again. stoning. Look at the waters! It's so clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0X7JymBeOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/f4WQBq1_mAg/s1600-h/P1050129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0X7JymBeOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/f4WQBq1_mAg/s320/P1050129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424017471856277730"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look at us! we are so happy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0X8oy5H4UI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fof35aGpOVM/s1600-h/P1050215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0X8oy5H4UI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fof35aGpOVM/s320/P1050215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424019104023961922"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0X8oVMMF8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/EUL0d_s8ZTs/s1600-h/P1050234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0X8oVMMF8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/EUL0d_s8ZTs/s320/P1050234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424019096050866114"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0X8n5Lu4HI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iIAJVOUX8Ls/s1600-h/P1050123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0X8n5Lu4HI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iIAJVOUX8Ls/s320/P1050123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424019088532758642"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to another trip to unwind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are thinking of a trip to Bintan, do eat the Indonesian cuisine!! coz the others arent nice. even international buffet breakfast make me lose appetite. It's really true! Our first dinner was seafood at pasar Oleh Oleh, and it was too salty. our second meal was the international buffet, edible but....I don't know how potato wedges can go wrong. then our third meal was a simple beef ball noodle (indonesian style) at pasar oleh oleh! yum! too bad i din take pictures. was too hungry then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i did take pictures of my favorite activity. ATV!! it's driving a buggy on a forest terrain. a skill you might need if you are indiana jones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0YBVKn8u9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/zaQDWEV5ljE/s1600-h/P1050263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0YBVKn8u9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/zaQDWEV5ljE/s320/P1050263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424024264355134418"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo! anyway, i really like their service. I passed my camera to them and they are able to take nice shots for us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to another trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-820642602436060280?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/820642602436060280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/820642602436060280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#820642602436060280' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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/_hkE3IP5AsBM/S0X7JymBeOI/AAAAAAAAAIs/f4WQBq1_mAg/s72-c/P1050129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-449961472045070457</id><published>2009-12-24T00:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:40:09.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am coming back to blog because last night was a night really worth remembering for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the gala premier of "The treasure hunter". Not for the movie, but for JAY!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/SzJDLFpYRgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mpvRfzodq_M/s1600-h/P1050001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/SzJDLFpYRgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mpvRfzodq_M/s320/P1050001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418467159453484546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was him on stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/SzJFGHKYp6I/AAAAAAAAAIk/pvOxz9h7F7w/s1600-h/P1050034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/SzJFGHKYp6I/AAAAAAAAAIk/pvOxz9h7F7w/s320/P1050034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418469272984266658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was him walking down the aisle into the cinema where i was sitting. I swear, i was only 1 metrre away from him. but there was a security guard between us, otherwise I would really jump and hug him and say, "you write really good songs" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a very exciting evening, I couldnt concentrate on the movie. The aisle beside me was the aisle he set foot on. Did he look into my direction after a flash from my camera? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am so so grateful for the chance to be able to see him in person. and the past few days were pretty slack, i feel like i am rushing in between movie premiers. 3 movie premiers in 2 weeks. let me see what i have watched. Avatar, sherlock Holmes and The treasure hunter. They happened to be ranked in order of preference too. shall talk more about the movies next time. I shall continue to look through my photo album for the Nth time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-449961472045070457?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/449961472045070457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/449961472045070457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#449961472045070457' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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/_hkE3IP5AsBM/SzJDLFpYRgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mpvRfzodq_M/s72-c/P1050001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-1402128593972543677</id><published>2009-10-31T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:30:13.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>500 days of summer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love? I think this was the essential question that brought the boy and the girl together. the boy believed in love and the girl doesn't. Eventually, they changed each other's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to classify this film, it would belong to the genre of experimental. Firstly, it doesn't follow a chronological order of events. events jump here and there but it does not confuse the audience. I think that is why the film is successful even though it does not follow the classical Hollywood continuity style. Secondly, there were random inputs from the narrator, such as the description of summer filmed in the old film style, and the random ramblings from Tom, saying "I hate summer"  Character talking into the camera, directly at the audience is kind of rare in movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, I am very impressed by the movie, how it manages to present the everyday-not-dramatic dating events into something that touches everyone hearts. or maybe the everyday-not-dramatic dating events can relate more to the audience. I am still trying to find out if the film has a stand, whether it believes in love or not. People who believes in love, might see the film as one, that Summer really wanted to be with Tom, and not want a casual relationship, since she was the one who initiated the kiss, the sex and even go up to his house to apologise after they have argued. But Tom was trying too hard to agree with her to have a casual relationship and therefore did not convince summer that he LOVES her. On the other hand, people who don't believe in love might look at the ending of the movie and see that Tom can live without Summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-1402128593972543677?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1402128593972543677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1402128593972543677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#1402128593972543677' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-8502456219443302982</id><published>2009-02-14T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:02:40.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>保持通话（connected) was great!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of what Adam (my films studies teacher) said about how movies reflect and move with the culture of the society. As new technology are invented, they become part of the theme. Some may reject the new technology while some embrace it. So for example, The Ring, Japanese horror movie, it shows how technology such as phone and television is used to haunt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in connected, technology is so prevalent. we have the telephone that helps grace to call for help, we have the video camera that can be used to uncover toh..he corrupted police, we have the live telecast of the telephone that helped to reunite Ah bang's family. sounds like it embraces technology. but then again, i also kept questioning why would Ah Bang, someone who is so timid when collecting debt, was so heroic and drove through incoming traffic and almost falling off the cliff to help to save Grace, a stranger while he was in a rush to meet his son. If you look at the society, there are so many cases of people sinking deeply into the virtual reality and thus the misplaced trust was translated into fraud and date rape. and in fact, anyone who has your phone could access to all your information. For example, hui ge (the policeman) was able to track the progress of the bad guys because he had her handphone. you wouldnt know who you are talking to or sent your sms to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many other themes in the movie as well. such as criticising the protocol of the society. The scene in the phone shop was funny, and how the school staff insisted that ah bang to go to the office to register, and lastly how the police wanted to arrest for robbery with arms, (funny coz he din rob and he paid an extra 300 for the phone charger) and we would also realise that the policeman (hui ge) probably got demoted because he did not follow protocols.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading my past post, i really appreciated film studies and it allowed to appreciate the film much more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-8502456219443302982?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/8502456219443302982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/8502456219443302982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8502456219443302982' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-6850589403827058062</id><published>2009-01-12T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:50:15.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I watched IP MAN( pronounced as Yip Mun, not I.P. man) and it was good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the film embodied the true meaning of martial arts, which was to protect/ defend, but never to aggressively attack. You can see that Yong Chun Quan was only used (with the intention to hurt) when fighting against the Japanese and to fight the robbers at the cotton factory. Ip Man was initially non-aggressive at first, he never sought fights with others, and only fight when people asked him to. Even when the barbarians came to fight with him, he only defended himself and only attacked when his wife asked him to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this film, national identity was very strong, especially the last part when all the chinese rioted against the japanese after he shot Yip Man. and the ending scene where the movie seemed to be really proud of Ip Man as they showcase his success in teaching the younger generation Yong Chun Quan, and had Bruce Lee as his disciples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite scene was at the start where the policeman pointed the gun at Ip Man, Ip Man din seem scared but instead he held the gun and flicked the barrel of bullets away. He was so cool! and i found him very tactful in the way he does things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give this movie 7/10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Ponyo Ponyo and Red Cliff 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-6850589403827058062?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6850589403827058062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6850589403827058062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6850589403827058062' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-3395573363846505677</id><published>2009-01-07T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:05:29.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My new year resolution is to watch alot of movies and blog about them. i guess the older you get, the more you would want to hold on to your memories. i tried to keep the ticket stubs and i would write down who i watched the movie with, but i realised that the ink runs and soon, you no longer remember why you watched what shows with this person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Twilight on Monday, it wasnt too bad except that i cannot understand why there is such a big Hoo-Ha over the guy, girls say that Edward is very good-looking. I guess he does, but the make-up and the red eye-liner isnt very flattering for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to read the book coz i believe that there is more to the plot. simply saving the girl or the initial thirst for her blood doesnt count to a love story. there could have been more development to the love story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do love the special effects, haha, it is a must have for a blockbuster. but some of the shots are weird, or rather too-arty-farty and it confuses me. take for example, when they first enter the forest, where belle wants confront edward about his identity, it alternated between a 360 degree shot and a mid-shot of them talking. was the 360 degree shot a flaunt or is it supposed to mean something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3395573363846505677?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3395573363846505677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3395573363846505677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3395573363846505677' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-9009740864290160118</id><published>2008-12-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:41:12.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven blogged for really long. and here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sux...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-9009740864290160118?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/9009740864290160118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/9009740864290160118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#9009740864290160118' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-4860691927317270345</id><published>2008-03-09T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:56:57.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>今天有一些感触，想说一点交友之道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人都不是完美的，一定有缺点，而相处久了之后，一定会有摩擦，一定会吵架，一定会让友谊破裂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以要懂得忍让，懂得原谅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但对于原谅这一点，本人认为要做到并不容易。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的致命点是那些会在背后重伤朋友的人。人都会说闲话，真的守口如瓶的朋友实在难得。重点是，一些人说别人的闲话，另一些专说朋友的坏话。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我曾经被第二种人伤过，还没复原。可能因为如此，我站在第一种人的那一边。选朋友嘛，绝对不能选第二种人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-4860691927317270345?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4860691927317270345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4860691927317270345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4860691927317270345' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-279636728297828697</id><published>2008-03-02T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:29:46.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>最近太幸福了. 不知该如何表达.还是让照片证明一切吧.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R9K7QMxrS8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/O0aWc8T-EC4/s1600-h/P1030914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R9K7QMxrS8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/O0aWc8T-EC4/s400/P1030914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175404808784006082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R9K-0MxrS9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/aavdvhjX4WM/s1600-h/P1030918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-279636728297828697?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/279636728297828697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/279636728297828697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#279636728297828697' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R9K7QMxrS8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/O0aWc8T-EC4/s72-c/P1030914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-3412743440147491692</id><published>2008-02-02T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T22:53:24.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed Hallywood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believed that the 3 roomies issue would create a great debate and listeners can call in! i can imagine the crazy scenarios and everyone would have a good laugh over the air. i was also thinking of adding a section on psychological quizes and everyone can either know themselves better or have a good time reflecting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed Hallywood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3412743440147491692?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3412743440147491692'/><link rel='self' 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that i could take pictures with sunshine smiles on my birthday, the treatment is actually lasting till june. bad estimation on my part...coz he said another 4 sessions, so i thought it meant 4 months...but i only go back every 6 weeks, so 4 x 2 weeks = 2 months...so i should end the treatment by june. so sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPeI4AULcvw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wPeI4AULcvw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-341428641868288709?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25mrwGq9SI/AAAAAAAAAEI/x0DI-a48bhc/s1600-h/c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i am finally updating my blog. whee! just came back from cameron highlands last week and i am still missing the place...i wanna retire there!! the weather there was really good. temperature was between 14 to 21 degrees, never sweaty, always cooling. loved it when i was walking through the clouds on the morning i left. yap, uploaded some photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25lmwGq9RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WUyR7N2-TMM/s1600-h/c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147163140553372946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25lmwGq9RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WUyR7N2-TMM/s320/c6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25k8gGq9OI/AAAAAAAAADo/3TCgNIUz5SE/s1600-h/c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25k8wGq9PI/AAAAAAAAADw/4wi2OFG5jX0/s1600-h/c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147162418998867186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25k8wGq9PI/AAAAAAAAADw/4wi2OFG5jX0/s320/c7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the Boh tea plantation, it is 12 hectares big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25k8wGq9QI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_L83cQ8E3h4/s1600-h/c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25kmQGq9JI/AAAAAAAAADA/MYlmKA_IMx8/s1600-h/c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147162032451810450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25kmQGq9JI/AAAAAAAAADA/MYlmKA_IMx8/s320/c1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25kmgGq9KI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZFFzmkmfntY/s1600-h/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147162036746777762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25kmgGq9KI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZFFzmkmfntY/s320/c2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; butterfly park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25kmwGq9LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/QRY9AHj76js/s1600-h/c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147162041041745074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25kmwGq9LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/QRY9AHj76js/s320/c3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gingerbread house at our hotel lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25kmwGq9MI/AAAAAAAAADY/7zt_aOFW--A/s1600-h/c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147162041041745090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25kmwGq9MI/AAAAAAAAADY/7zt_aOFW--A/s320/c4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; view outside hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have a christmas wish. make it come true and i will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-2790458540869207531?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2790458540869207531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2790458540869207531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2790458540869207531' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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/_hkE3IP5AsBM/R25lmwGq9RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WUyR7N2-TMM/s72-c/c6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-5068121923564632232</id><published>2007-10-27T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T15:56:05.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tooth diary- 26th october 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven had this entry for really long. went to the dentist today with my sensitive tooth. for one month, there was no improvement. but i learnt a new trick- to massage the toothpaste on the sensitive teeth and let it stay for at least half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the dentist said that i should be able to remove it in 4 months time, which is around my bday next year. hopefully nothing goes wrong and i can look pretty during my bday. i want to take nice pictures with beautiful smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-5068121923564632232?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5068121923564632232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5068121923564632232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5068121923564632232' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-7909112121246055727</id><published>2007-10-18T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:40:24.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>youtube actually has this video!~ cool. i am missing those time of watching and chasing after american idol. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RlSIzuefiao"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RlSIzuefiao" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-7909112121246055727?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7909112121246055727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7909112121246055727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7909112121246055727' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-2430694856501215318</id><published>2007-10-14T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:53:36.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am forever in love in this song. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPK5o2s2IdE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPK5o2s2IdE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-2430694856501215318?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2430694856501215318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2430694856501215318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2430694856501215318' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-7226252390931623374</id><published>2007-10-14T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T00:53:03.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i THINK my friend needed help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i offered my help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my friend thinks that i am not good enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is when i feel bullied. stay away from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-7226252390931623374?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7226252390931623374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7226252390931623374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7226252390931623374' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-3038310571378306721</id><published>2007-10-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:36:30.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is it that when i started on the same point as you, i ended up behind you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that when i was given a headstart, i still ended up on the same point as you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine myself standing in front. but only with those who had inspired me all throughout, and i know deep inside that such inspirations are not coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more than a support, I need an inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3038310571378306721?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3038310571378306721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3038310571378306721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3038310571378306721' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-1607963764295958471</id><published>2007-09-27T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T16:34:41.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven blogged for super long!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long-awaited holidays are here and i haven achieved anything. i would like to give the excuse that i am sick. but of course deep inside me i know that it's an excuse. i don know why i am still so busy in the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, most of the time is wasted on me whining away in my illness. this is a terrible illness. according to the doctor, i am too heaty and therefore i have a swollen tongue. this swollen tongue kills my apetite for anything. even swallowing water is painful. ya...and it's even worse now. i feel like puking all the time and grease grossed me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact for this whole week, i keep wondering if i would die. it all started from me suspecting that i have lymphatic cancer. and let me tell you, my suspicion has got proof. i went to wikipedia and searched for the illness and the syhmmmptoms were &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. painless lump at neck - i've got that &lt;br /&gt;2. low grade fever-i've got that too &lt;br /&gt;3. breaking out in cold sweat - damn...i've got that too &lt;br /&gt;4. loss of apetite - hmm..not yet..maybe only at terminal stage since it is listed at the back.  &lt;br /&gt;5. weight loss -that sounds good actually. but i don have that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya...so i was wondering what i would do if i've got cancer. and xy thinks that i am quite logical. first, i will move out of hall and rest at home. then i will apply for suspension of my studies for the semester. then i will tell my brother my last words and apologise to my parents. hmm...then i need to find money for my treatment....ya...got alot of random thoughts....and luckily i don have cancer...so ya..the above suggestions are for reference only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...so morbid. next post will be a happier one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-1607963764295958471?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1607963764295958471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1607963764295958471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1607963764295958471' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-6692864502751958787</id><published>2007-09-08T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T21:10:27.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Power of Holding Hands&lt;br /&gt;By Rabbi Harold Kushner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on a beach one summer day, watching two children, a&lt;br /&gt;boy and a girl, playing in the sand.They were hard at work building&lt;br /&gt;an elaborate sandcastle by the water's edge, with gates and towers&lt;br /&gt;and moats and internal passages.Just when they had nearly finished&lt;br /&gt;their project, a big wave came along and knocked it down,&lt;br /&gt;reducing it to a heap of wet sand. I expected the children to burst&lt;br /&gt;into tears, devastated by what had happened to all their hard work.&lt;br /&gt;But they surprised me. Instead, they ran up the shore away from the&lt;br /&gt;water,laughing and holding hands, and sat down to build another castle.&lt;br /&gt;I realized that they had taught me an important lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things in our lives, all the complicated structures we&lt;br /&gt;spend so much time and energy creating, are built on sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only our relationships to other people endure.&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, the wave will come along and knock down what we have worked so hard to build up.&lt;br /&gt;When that happens, only the person who has somebody's hand to hold will be able to laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-6692864502751958787?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6692864502751958787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6692864502751958787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6692864502751958787' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-5273725949905625438</id><published>2007-09-05T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:09:44.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to blog...but realised i cant write properly and coherently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-5273725949905625438?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5273725949905625438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5273725949905625438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5273725949905625438' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-3742724600002427779</id><published>2007-08-05T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T01:43:15.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>foc just ended and this year's experience was very different from the past. my experience of the camp was through the footages and i felt shortchanged. was kinda looking forward to knowing freshies and cheering my lungs dry, but it all din happen. was hoping to have a cheering medley at the closing ceremony, but there were only 3-5 cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought number one - was everyone tired or was there smth else. i keep wondering why i don see the sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in the seniors who put in so much efforts in the camp. there was only jaded faces around me that day. maybe i don feel it coz i was down, i don know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought number two- kinda tired from the publication stuff that i've been doing these 2 years. in this camp, i don feel the urge in me to want to produce a good video and it's only when i see people striving for perfection that i realised that. going to be an ebm student, and all these "jadedness" had overcome me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the sianess of doing videos, these 5 days with the pnp was the time when i had the most fun.&lt;br /&gt;let me list down all the funny stuff that happened.&lt;br /&gt;1. we discovered that mingyong did not know abt HAS. he said, " i thought there was a point system?" and from now on, he is the qing dynasty guy. and qing dynasty people would say that big specs is good coz you can see more. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;2. since qing dynasty guy always don know wad's happening (he din even understand why the pool games footages were gone after explaining so many times to him), we came up with a list of 'to dos" and "not to dos" before he went out to film amazing race.&lt;br /&gt;3. having people streaming in to see footages of "tai YANG gong gong" and our fav freshie's footage for fright night. fright night was in popular demand and i watched it at least 3 times while showing it to other seniors. '&lt;br /&gt;4. i loved the way how everyone was so relaxed 30 min prior to the start of closing cem. we have not even consolidated the videos and have not even exported it. (it would take at least 15 min to export it). it's really damn cool. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3742724600002427779?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3742724600002427779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3742724600002427779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3742724600002427779' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-3651628939874137305</id><published>2007-07-16T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:03:25.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. the jokes below were provided by mingkeat and melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3651628939874137305?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3651628939874137305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3651628939874137305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#3651628939874137305' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-990738909418987154</id><published>2007-07-09T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T00:15:49.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my new nick -- i am nobody, and nobody is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. it's jokes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ants have 6 legs, 3 on each side. so when it walks on a sandy path, it will leave a path of 2 trails. however, when one ant crossed the sandy path. it only left one trail. why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. there are 10 fishes in a tank. 1 died. wil the water level increase or decrease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. one day, when shuwan walked to her fridge, she knew that there was an ant in it. how did the freaking smart shuwan knows that there is an ant inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans is in white. highlight below to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. cos it was on a bicycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. increase, coz the 9 fishes will cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. coz shuwan saw a bicycle outside the fridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-990738909418987154?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/990738909418987154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/990738909418987154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#990738909418987154' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-3066804015187383540</id><published>2007-06-29T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T22:28:24.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee! so happy, i found my dream job for this holidays! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the job is nothing exciting, it's just a data entry job at a bank. but i simply love the fact that i can just sit down, keep quiet and do my job. kinda tired from jobs that require to stand the whole day and having to talk so much and you only get disapoointment at the end of the conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, one thing that made me really excited was the fact that my superior was a rafflesian as well! haha. heard she chose to hire me coz i was a rafflesian too! i've got this one big family feeling and we take care of each other even when we've grad. rafflesian rules. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... well, in my dream job, i wanted to listen to mp3 while typing. but there was another temp staff with me so i ended up talking to her. pretty enjoyable coz she's very chatty. hope that it will be a pleasant time in the future. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3066804015187383540?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3066804015187383540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3066804015187383540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3066804015187383540' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-2793609201973048917</id><published>2007-06-09T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T01:28:55.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back on blogger. hmm. i don know wad i should blog about. generally very happy today. checked my results. not too good. but at least it was better than expected, considering the fact that i haven been studying much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i better study real hard for korean coz i have been screwing up every quiz and listening and especially orals. damn it. haiz. 70% of korean is exam. i hope i do well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got to sleep le. rest well and study hard tmr ba!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-2793609201973048917?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2793609201973048917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2793609201973048917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2793609201973048917' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-4121458375292640544</id><published>2007-05-23T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:27:34.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last week, i was still feeling sad for the empty and lonely level 6. but now that it is fully occupied, i am dreading this whole experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, someone mistook my room as one of those and start knocking furiously, as if a pre-u student couldn't wake up for the noisy games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, the noisy games were really noisy. they had games at carpark, amphi and the 60 grass patch, which is pretty much surrounding the clock tower room i am currently staying in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. the noise is horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, i've got to share toilet with them. you know wad, they flood the toilet. so if you happen to meet the rush hour, eg. 6am in the morning when they need to freshen up, 8-9 pm when they wash up. practically, u see more than 4 people in the toilet. and there are only 4 cubicles. scary right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...i wish the seminar would be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-4121458375292640544?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4121458375292640544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4121458375292640544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4121458375292640544' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-2827852932435238514</id><published>2007-05-20T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T10:18:42.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i must get well soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell sick for the past 3 days and life sucks big time. there is only sleep, and waking up occasionally for medicine and food. I want to go for korean tomorrow, so i must get well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-2827852932435238514?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2827852932435238514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2827852932435238514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2827852932435238514' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-1110332845603862084</id><published>2007-05-16T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T00:44:14.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all royal readers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back on blogger. was supposed to be here long time ago after i finished my exams, but i have been lazy since. haha. see how honest i am. i din give any excuses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i am still alive! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang a big smile on your face now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-1110332845603862084?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1110332845603862084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1110332845603862084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1110332845603862084' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-3896906213018218071</id><published>2007-04-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T23:56:49.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the fear is creeping up my spine..i really cannot study finish at this rate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and weird things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i swallowed the rubber band on my braces. damn. think i wont die but i have to visit the dentist. it was less than a week when i last saw him. sighz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my jacket mysteriously ended up on the chair next to mine when i was asleep. i still wondered what happened when i slept unglamourously at the function room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot stop eating...and cannot stop sleeping. i need discipline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3896906213018218071?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3896906213018218071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3896906213018218071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3896906213018218071' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-4895577007331679622</id><published>2007-04-09T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:43:15.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so happy today ! had 202 screening today, saw alot of great videos but of course i am very proud of the one that we had. coz alot of people laughed. haha. i want to keep the video and hopefully show my proud production on the blog. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i look at it again, still alot of improvements to be made..such as white balance and focus...well, it will be lessons learnt for the future. (provided i go into ebm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard a good news from my friend too. so relieved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-4895577007331679622?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4895577007331679622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4895577007331679622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4895577007331679622' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-9200507038460835101</id><published>2007-04-02T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:19:43.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy april's fool everyone. talked to 2 really funny people today. who fell for the april fool's joke. one wished me merry christmas back 246 days in advance. i cant believe he actually counted. or maybe it was some random number. the other was so confused about the snow and the merry christmas and so i stopped the crap and wished him happy april fool, 10 min before the day ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever, it comes to a special occasion. i think people always expect something...be it good (eg. present) or bad (kenna tricked)...well..and whenever i play a mild prank on people during this day, they get pretty delighted. and i supposed it's because it's a forgotten day as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-9200507038460835101?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/9200507038460835101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/9200507038460835101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#9200507038460835101' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-2905793294018056768</id><published>2007-04-01T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T23:31:47.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mk is good at striking conversation with you and with himself. wahaha. looked at what he wrote while i was ignoring him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:25:53 PM)&lt;br /&gt;and now u ain't talking again&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:25:53 PM)&lt;br /&gt;great&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:26:05 PM)&lt;br /&gt;dun worry i won't kill u&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:26:15 PM)&lt;br /&gt;so please talk&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:26:19 PM)&lt;br /&gt;say something&lt;br /&gt;♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:26:25 PM)&lt;br /&gt;shuwan: something&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:26:30 PM)&lt;br /&gt;mk: sla pu u&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:26:49 PM)&lt;br /&gt;shuwan: no lah... not that i ignore u... i went to find shujing...&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:26:56 PM)&lt;br /&gt;mk: find her for wad?&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:27:06 PM)&lt;br /&gt;shuwan: to ask her if she wants to share my 2 litre milk&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:27:22 PM)&lt;br /&gt;mk: oic.... that milk is so er xin&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:27:36 PM)&lt;br /&gt;shuwan: haha... slap u&lt;br /&gt;[♠] [♥] Ψ Åħ мỈภG Ψ [♣] [♦] [孫明杰] is on an A-ranked mission.... says: (11:27:37 PM)&lt;br /&gt;mk: no manners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came back and stopped the entire thing&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should have let him continue. &lt;br /&gt;it's really interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-2905793294018056768?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2905793294018056768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2905793294018056768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2905793294018056768' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-6673816782754215145</id><published>2007-04-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T20:57:26.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from the toilet...真的是红颜祸水...&lt;br /&gt;what happened was i went for dinner with a cute guy and the one who sold us ba chor mee was eyeing at my cute guy. &lt;br /&gt;the first time he walked past he said, " 帅哥，那两碗ba chou mee 是你的hor.“ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;帅哥....can you believe it? i should have gone to order so that he will call me 美女。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after he served us the noodles, he walked past us again and WINKED at my cute guy. yes. WINKED. then it was obvious that he is interested in my cute guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had a stomachache after dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的是红颜祸水...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-6673816782754215145?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6673816782754215145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6673816782754215145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6673816782754215145' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-8988346174849780335</id><published>2007-03-23T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T17:05:13.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RGFUfPZZnY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3RGFUfPZZnY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fred uploaded the video....anyway, i made the video. haha. love the songs inside the video....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-8988346174849780335?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/8988346174849780335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/8988346174849780335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8988346174849780335' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-9190722683091548200</id><published>2007-03-22T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:47:57.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's interesting that i would actually fall in love with songs that i have used in my videos. Normally, i would be so sick of hearing those songs that i would abstain from them for at least a year. I've used "Hero" by mariah carey...and it's totally lovely. so to all my friends who are feeling tired and weak, you are a hero and 加油！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a hero&lt;br /&gt;If you look inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of what you are&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer&lt;br /&gt;If you reach into your soul&lt;br /&gt;And the sorrow that you know&lt;br /&gt;Will melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive&lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long road&lt;br /&gt;When you face the world alone&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand&lt;br /&gt;For you to hold&lt;br /&gt;You can find love&lt;br /&gt;If you search within yourself&lt;br /&gt;And the emptiness you felt&lt;br /&gt;Will disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive&lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oooh&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are hard to follow&lt;br /&gt;But don't let anyone&lt;br /&gt;Tear them away, hey yeah&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;There will be tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;In time&lt;br /&gt;You'll find the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive&lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;Mhhh&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-9190722683091548200?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/9190722683091548200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/9190722683091548200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#9190722683091548200' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-990889643195447823</id><published>2007-03-20T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T11:54:44.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am 21!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i wannna thank all those who were here to celebrate it for me. hmm...so much to say...but i have a quiz tmr so i cant organise it properly. when i thought of how to say it....i will blog again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still thankful for everyone and everything. :) (excluding the pond)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-990889643195447823?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/990889643195447823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/990889643195447823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#990889643195447823' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-2110660717817350057</id><published>2007-03-14T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:54:29.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before it hits 12. happy birthday sunshine!!!! if i don remember wrongly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz....still got alot of assignment to do man....jiu ming ah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-2110660717817350057?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2110660717817350057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2110660717817350057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2110660717817350057' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-7139349186169483170</id><published>2007-03-10T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T12:26:52.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>angry yesterday, happy today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so thankful coz everyone is so nice, knowing that i am having a bad day. hmm...this is going to be a tribute to my csbs friends. anyway, i was also having a bad day even before meeting started and i had this urge to run in the hot evening sun andd mk was there to run and listen to me complain. then after meeting, i was very angry and put on my nick, then rl, xy and st msn me. xy even told me jokes. racist jokes but it cheered me up alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-7139349186169483170?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7139349186169483170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7139349186169483170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7139349186169483170' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-6255363748266734093</id><published>2007-03-09T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:52:36.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am still having a bad day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always having a bad day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's either i irritate people and i feel guilty, or people irritate me. ok. only one person and a group irritated me tonight. that one person eavesdropped on me and askked me if i was talking bad about him. wth. and when i was so pissed off, there is a group so noisy 2 levels down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just shut up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should learn to cool and please tell me a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-6255363748266734093?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6255363748266734093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6255363748266734093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6255363748266734093' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-6593725122557835577</id><published>2007-03-05T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T19:01:24.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no. i am peeling like a banana. wadever, i cant find a better analogy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of a nice advert line for local ex. here it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOCAL EX-foliation- the peeling experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. lame. i hope to get this over and done with real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-6593725122557835577?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6593725122557835577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6593725122557835577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6593725122557835577' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-5200512633450208613</id><published>2007-02-28T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T18:08:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>救命啊。 i got cold sore again. seems like a every semester thing. by the way, once you get a cold sore, you will always get it. the reoccurence is caused by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional upset and stress.&lt;br /&gt;Physical stress and fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;Illnesses (including a cold or the flu).&lt;br /&gt;Injury to the lips or skin, such as physical trauma or severe chapping.&lt;br /&gt;Injury to the lips from excessive exposure to bright sunlight or ultraviolet lamps.&lt;br /&gt;Menstruation or pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;An immune system deficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. it must have been the sun. it's terrible. sunburnt nose and cold sore at the mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. this is a little medical knowledge for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are cold sores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold sores are a type of facial lesion that are found either on the lips or else on the skin in the area immediately adjacent to the mouth. Some equivalent terms that are used to refer to cold sores are "fever blisters" and the medical term "recurrent herpes labialis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ http://www.animated-teeth.com/cold_sores/t1_cold_sores.htm]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dietary supplements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amino acid lysine has demonstrated the ability to reduce the duration of infection through inhibiting the replication of the HSV. When foods high in lysine (such as cheese) are consumed in preference to foods high in arginine,HSV replication may be inhibited; conversely, consuming foods high in arginine (such as nuts or peanuts) may interfere with the therapeutic use of lysine.[7][8] However, according to the American Social Health Association: "While some studies have suggested that lysine supplements can reduce the frequency of recurrences or healing time, other trials have been unable to replicate those results. Therefore, there is not sufficient information to discern how effective it may be, in addition to what the effective dosages or frequency of L-lysine may be."[9]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cold_sore]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind me to eat these stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comic relief for everyone. with the courtesy of mingkeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/ReVUkG8WOhI/AAAAAAAAACw/t0xXJoFOjP8/s1600-h/frogs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/ReVUkG8WOhI/AAAAAAAAACw/t0xXJoFOjP8/s320/frogs.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036524737599519250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-5200512633450208613?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5200512633450208613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5200512633450208613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5200512633450208613' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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/_hkE3IP5AsBM/ReVUkG8WOhI/AAAAAAAAACw/t0xXJoFOjP8/s72-c/frogs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-354501489517750491</id><published>2007-02-26T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T12:58:38.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from local expedition last night and it was super good!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very impressed with the welfare of local ex. firstly, we had good food. the breakfast and dinner on the second day was fantastic too. one of the best food at camps that i ever had. and they were so nice. natz told us that she said that she din like veg, and her cai fan really don have veg. and during campfire, we had icecream!! i never felt starved throughout the camp. it's so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also prize presentation at the end of the camp. and i think that they put in alot of effort in making it a memorable event for all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that the activities were great. treetop walk, night cycling, kayaking and campfire. but i think the company was even better. i love bak kut teh. we are so small so it feels really cosy. we had a cheer that we never used. we had names for everyone in the group. it's so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that night cycling was the most scary for me, coz i am not good with the bike. i am scared of down slope and no strength for up slope. but people are really nice. they wait for me all the time. so tolerant and so encouraging. :). i think that you have to go through such stuff that you realise that the people around you are really really nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-354501489517750491?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/354501489517750491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/354501489517750491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#354501489517750491' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-1941038462619160223</id><published>2007-02-22T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:32:10.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi!!! i am back!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyone! this year is a sleepy one for me, i have been sleeping non-stop since the start of the year. i take a nap everyday. and i sleep till about 9-11 every morning. i like to use the excuse that i am sick. in fact, i am sick. i cannnot believe this. third time since the start of the year. i don want to be sick again!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, new year is about meeting people whom you only see once a year. out of concern, they will all ask the same questions. in other words, new year is also about repeating the same things over and over again. last year, they asked about university. this year, they asked about my braces. my grandma is the cutest. she doesnt know wad is braces, the moment she saw me she went, " what happened to your teeth?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so other than "xin nian kuai le, gong xi fa cai", this is what i say 90% of the time in malaysia. "ya, i put them on in july, will be taking them off in another 1.5 years. it's not very expensive coz i get discounts from my friend's dad. (secretly, i do thank shane for this. if it's too expensive, my relatives are going to complain about me living lavishly.)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to kids, this is what i tell them. " i put braces because i think my teeth are not straight enough. no, it's not very painful, i got used to it already. ya. i have to extract 4 teeth. can you see the 4 holes?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the year is about braces and teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must remember to blog about my nephew the next time. he is super cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-1941038462619160223?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1941038462619160223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1941038462619160223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1941038462619160223' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-5502230098754034105</id><published>2007-02-16T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:30:20.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love the flowers in my room. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdSKFuP0eVI/AAAAAAAAACY/Bw-PEfM229k/s1600-h/P1000362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdSKFuP0eVI/AAAAAAAAACY/Bw-PEfM229k/s320/P1000362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031798514598050130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hanging gardens in 1205. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdSKdOP0eWI/AAAAAAAAACg/rEj_wVuSNOM/s1600-h/P1000367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdSKdOP0eWI/AAAAAAAAACg/rEj_wVuSNOM/s320/P1000367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031798918324975970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowers in bottles. i hope they stay longer this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-5502230098754034105?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5502230098754034105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5502230098754034105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5502230098754034105' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdSKFuP0eVI/AAAAAAAAACY/Bw-PEfM229k/s72-c/P1000362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-3470778843258039836</id><published>2007-02-14T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T22:27:59.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy valentine's day !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this memorable day, i had 2 quizes..not too bad, but i could have studied harder. i will jia you for the next one. haha. it's so cruel to put 2 quizes on a vday for a lonely soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still very tired from the lack of sleep. haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i got prezzies for vday!!! so happy. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdMbteP0eTI/AAAAAAAAACA/uWaRcM5u3YU/s1600-h/P1000351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdMbteP0eTI/AAAAAAAAACA/uWaRcM5u3YU/s320/P1000351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031395676730456370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first v day gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdMcGOP0eUI/AAAAAAAAACI/Kmr2sl_SGUE/s1600-h/P1000352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdMcGOP0eUI/AAAAAAAAACI/Kmr2sl_SGUE/s320/P1000352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031396101932218690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a cute pair of chocolates!!! from my prof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3470778843258039836?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3470778843258039836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3470778843258039836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3470778843258039836' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RdMbteP0eTI/AAAAAAAAACA/uWaRcM5u3YU/s72-c/P1000351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-1667174784182241266</id><published>2007-02-13T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T02:09:12.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, for xy's sake. i will blog about the 202 incident...but not the ahahaha one...that one must demo. so ahhahaha when you see xiu yun k? she will perform for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, prof was showing us examples of assignment 2. (we have to come up with a series of 6 pictures to convey a message). there was this series of pictures which talked about genesis. so the prof introduced this set of pictures as " you need to have some religious knowledge before you can decipher the message". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediately, there was a thunder. the only thunder we heard in the day. anyway,  the class roared in laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he said,"i don know which one i offended."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a coincidence...or is it not a coincident right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-1667174784182241266?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1667174784182241266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1667174784182241266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1667174784182241266' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-7330571646443126961</id><published>2007-02-12T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:03:22.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i heard this in church today. the pastor's prayer touched me so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lord is above to bless me. &lt;br /&gt;the lord is below to support me.&lt;br /&gt;the lord is behind to protect me.&lt;br /&gt;the lord is in front to lead me. &lt;br /&gt;the lord beside me to comfort me. &lt;br /&gt;the lord is in me to sustain me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you lord. amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-7330571646443126961?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7330571646443126961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/7330571646443126961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7330571646443126961' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-5247751129271890454</id><published>2007-02-11T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T00:37:38.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my theory on multi tasking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are increasing capable of multi-tasking. for example, they can msn, listen to music, msn, blog and mug at the same time. (refering to me at this point in time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can easily think of incidents when i do two things at a time. even when i am travelling, i will listening to my mp3 and/or sleeping at the same time. and most of the time, we talk things over the meals. so we eat and settle issues at the same time. very seldom, we do one thing at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am surprised at my own aability last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept and came actually finished my assignment. haha. what happened was that i dreamt of an idea for my 202 project!!! i am so happy when i woke up. all i  need to do now is to actualise my ideas. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-5247751129271890454?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5247751129271890454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5247751129271890454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5247751129271890454' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-394087840712076080</id><published>2007-02-09T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T02:07:23.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do anything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i still involved?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-394087840712076080?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/394087840712076080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/394087840712076080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#394087840712076080' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-4327306056285299978</id><published>2007-02-08T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T02:07:24.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am proud of my line -能一起迷路，也是一件幸福的事.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far 2 persons has used it for their msn nicks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a genius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-4327306056285299978?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4327306056285299978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4327306056285299978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4327306056285299978' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-2281068512384479605</id><published>2007-02-07T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:24:08.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love the slice of life from radio 938. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i read this story... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man took his grandson to a fish pond and told him to throw a stone into the water. The grandfather told him to watch the circles created by the stone. Then he asked the grandson to think of himself as that stone.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The grandfather said, "You may create lots of splashes in your life but the waves that come from those splashes will disturb the peace of all your fellow creatures.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Remember that you are responsible for what you put in your circle and that circle will also touch many other circles. You will need to live in a way that allows the good that comes from your circle to send the peace of that goodness to others. The splash that comes from anger or jealousy will send those feelings to other circles. You are responsible for both."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That was the first time the grandson realized that each person creates the inner peace or discord that flows out into the world. We cannot create world peace, if indeed it is at all possible, if we are riddled with inner conflict, hatred, doubt, or anger. We radiate the feelings and thoughts that we hold inside, whether we speak them or not. Whatever is splashing around inside of us is spilling out into the world, creating beauty or discord with all other circles of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i read this too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistically, the only person you can change is yourself. Look within yourself for your shortcomings and work to fix them. If you’re hoping that others might also change for the better, you can only lead by example or open the channels of communication and genuinely seek to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i thought, if i am ever unhappy, i will affect the people around me, whether they deserve it or not. and since staying unhappy is worse than staying happy, the best thing to do is to change yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-2281068512384479605?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2281068512384479605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2281068512384479605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2281068512384479605' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-5178107415014595105</id><published>2007-02-06T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T02:32:05.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz...shujing just left jcrc room...it's so scary down here...with me along waiting for the video to be exported. somehow 6 minutes passes so slowly..cant help if you are feeling cold and hungry too...the cold winds is adding to the atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now still must send shengan the video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking about alot of things now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut down the com&lt;br /&gt;i have to off the lights later. &lt;br /&gt;lock the door&lt;br /&gt;walk all the way alone back to my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i just wonder why the older i get, the more timid i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that it is a good idea that i leave the room now and come back tmr morning to off this com. and leave the msn on...hahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-5178107415014595105?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5178107415014595105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5178107415014595105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5178107415014595105' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-5466999372940883431</id><published>2007-02-05T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:42:00.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ming keat!!! someone is stalking you man. haha. i checked my records, apparently someone googled your name and came to my blog. haha. you better be careful leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evidence : &lt;br /&gt;http://blogsearch.google.com/blogsearch?hl=en&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;q=mingkeat&amp;btnG=Search Blogs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-5466999372940883431?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5466999372940883431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/5466999372940883431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5466999372940883431' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-4061309138544612998</id><published>2007-02-03T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T04:29:48.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i believe that i am an online addict + a mahjong addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i almost din go online the whole day coz i was either in class or playing mahjong or video editing. and it's already 4 am. dead tired but i still have to come online to check my mail and blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played 2 rounds of mahjong today. all i can say is shiok. but towards the end of the day( i meant 3-4 am.) i was totally not functioning. and it doesnt help that i am sick. ya. i am looking forward to going home tomorrow. i believe i will get well in a day man. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. today's 224's class was fun. it was talking about alot of stuff about relationship. and we did a test about whether we are a romantic person or not. and i got a score of 3.73 out of 7. by the way, that is below average. the average for girls is 4.6 and for guy is 4.8. anyway, if anyone wants to do, ask me show you my textbook!! haha, it's pretty fun. actually,  i am quite shock that i am not a romantic person coz i always thought i was. it seems like i am more cynical towards relationship. i am trying to qualify this....hmmm...i think the best reason is that i have received my enlightenment already. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-4061309138544612998?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4061309138544612998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4061309138544612998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4061309138544612998' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-12336028835768575</id><published>2007-01-31T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T23:33:37.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spirits lifted high. i went shopping with mingkeat, roland and siew hoon and i was super high today. haha, i keep doing stupid stuff enough to make them disown me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, something scary happened just now. i was at raffles place mrt when i saw people streaming into the train. after most of the people came in, i saw 4 ladies standing right outside the train door. then i was wondering why they don want to come in. so i asked mk to see them. but mk said he din see!!!! wa..i was super freaked out. and i am still freaked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to ask sh and rl to see too..but it was too late, the door was closing and the train was moving already. haiz...so scary right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-12336028835768575?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/12336028835768575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/12336028835768575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#12336028835768575' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-711003950870730250</id><published>2007-01-28T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T23:54:50.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got deathnote 15 on thursday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been waiting for a week for the episode. and all i want to do is to find a 20 min break and watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was busy with classes and video editing on thur, and fri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was hoping to watch it on sun when i come back to hall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i sat down. i was called to play bridge &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had to do my article. nobody msned me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally finished and started watching the video. people msned me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not blaming anyone who interrupted me. but i was really very pek cek. i don like to be disturbed while watching shows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-711003950870730250?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/711003950870730250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/711003950870730250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#711003950870730250' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-8094610975620264687</id><published>2007-01-28T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:03:13.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had an interesting 224 tutorial last week. we discussed the metaphors for interpersonal relationship. there were 3 proposition. one said that interpersonal relationship is like a room with many doors, you hold a rubberband and a mirror in that room. the doors represent the amount of uncertainty. ie. if you open more doors, the more you know about each other and the more intimate the relationship. the mirror reflects yourself because you reflect and see yourself in the relationship and will change as the relationship progresses. the rubber band reminds us that you cant pull too hard, or else it will snap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group proposed that interpersonal relationship is like water. It is essential, but too much will overwhelm you. the solid state of water has the most stable molecular structure, but it is also the more stable relationship that has less passion. while water is all around us, sometimes, some people take it for granted. like how we ended up treating our parents and closest friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third one is actually my favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it says that relationship is like a hike. you have to know where you are going. (this is the part i loved) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but knowing where you are going is not enough, you have to walk together. if one walks faster than the other, the relationship will not work out either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, you might want to get married, and stay happily in a shelter along the route. you can stay there forever, or you can walk out and move on to elsewhere. this makes so much sense because it reminds us again not to take each other for granted. One may think that marriage is the final destination and start to neglect the other half. but remember, one can always back track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, people lost their way along the trail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是能一起迷路，也是一件幸福的事。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-8094610975620264687?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/8094610975620264687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/8094610975620264687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8094610975620264687' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-6516397474921425628</id><published>2007-01-25T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:58:22.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am very angry with myself today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i woke up late for class. i really cannot believe it lor. i usually wake up NATURALLY at 7-8, once the sun is up. But after i woke up naturally, i slept till 10. and i missed my tut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i could still make it in time for the next class. but i went to the wrong classroom. and i was late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i fell asleep in 224. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don know why i am taking it so emotionally. but when i tell the others, they don seem to feel the anger that i have for missing classes. skipping classes is like a norm. haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not skip classes. and i will not oversleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-6516397474921425628?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6516397474921425628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6516397474921425628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#6516397474921425628' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-2468326483936250728</id><published>2007-01-24T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:46:35.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>agh..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wasted one whole day today. in my agenda, i was supposed to catch up on all my readings. but i did not. and at the end of the day, i start to wonder where time had gone. i couldnt answer my own question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i woke up at 10 plus..washed up and read a few pages. soon it was lunch time, so i took a one hour lunch. then i was hanging around, waiting for christine to go and look for the profs together. but in the end we din. so we decided to play mahjong. it was really fun. coz we play tiak ears instead. hahaha. i love tiaking ears. hmm...maybe there is some violent and sadist element in me. *evil grinz* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mahjong it was time to go for cheerleading. i really wanted to do my assignment then. but with all the profs and people around me, i just felt awkward taking my books out. it's like wet blanket. taking a book in the middle of high spirited cheerleaders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yap. it's 2 am and i haven finished my assignment yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-2468326483936250728?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2468326483936250728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/2468326483936250728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2468326483936250728' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-375216487049740721</id><published>2007-01-21T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:04:12.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. i can blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired. stayed in the jcrc room for one whole day just to load the videos. but not bad la...got notes to accompany me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts again. i think i am thinking too much lately. and too lonely also. no one really attends classes with me. except for 202 and 224. thanks to the 2 core thing. now i must be more friendly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of that i need to write 1 journal a week. haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-375216487049740721?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/375216487049740721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/375216487049740721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#375216487049740721' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-400562255285206529</id><published>2007-01-20T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T17:48:45.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random thought of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i getting karma? i am going for tuition soon. but it has never been so stressful ever since i started teaching. reason being- the dad calls me all the time. firstly, he is unsure if i could teach science. then he complains about me not arriving earlier than expected. eg. tuition starts at 7, he wanted me to reach at 630. and he scolded me for trying to reach on time. wth right? then thirdly, he wanted me to teach math. and he wanted 3 hours straight. wa...3 hours of tuition. i tried that before. the kid died. so did i. so i told him that. he din believe. he must have thought that i am plain lazy. wth again. actually, i should have just not tell him the truth. it's good for me. the kid will die, i will die but i get extra income. why not right? some people just don listen to wise advice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time i have problems with parents. and guess wad. he is a taxi driver. i owed a taxi driver before. and i guess this is the karma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-400562255285206529?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/400562255285206529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/400562255285206529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#400562255285206529' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-6006834121445538495</id><published>2007-01-19T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T09:48:43.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am four months old. though young, i really enjoy freezing the moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbASqilE3uI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLwxq9Ba4qs/s1600-h/P1010836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbASqilE3uI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLwxq9Ba4qs/s320/P1010836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021534106564222690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbox with csbs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAeoilE3wI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Yhj-U74L0Ho/s1600-h/P1010837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAeoilE3wI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Yhj-U74L0Ho/s320/P1010837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021547266344017666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAe8ClE3xI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kwcHEFhLwH0/s1600-h/P1010838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAe8ClE3xI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kwcHEFhLwH0/s320/P1010838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021547601351466770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAfjClE3yI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7wv264e1FnM/s1600-h/P1010840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAfjClE3yI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7wv264e1FnM/s320/P1010840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021548271366364962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbox with yihan, serene and shane but not sure why they never took group photo. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAgbilE3zI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rBAM8ombGhU/s1600-h/P1010842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAgbilE3zI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rBAM8ombGhU/s320/P1010842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021549242028973874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and christelle at yihan's bday lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAhTSlE30I/AAAAAAAAABA/2vkT32cKRR4/s1600-h/P1010843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAhTSlE30I/AAAAAAAAABA/2vkT32cKRR4/s320/P1010843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021550199806680898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and bithday boy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAhtylE31I/AAAAAAAAABI/03EsQAq6D1o/s1600-h/P1010844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAhtylE31I/AAAAAAAAABI/03EsQAq6D1o/s320/P1010844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021550655073214290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second party on 14th jan. qt was the bday boy. and the rest is latheya. haha. that day was fun. bday boy was kidnapped. the whole show was put up very nicely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAiWClE32I/AAAAAAAAABQ/9XtjB2YHzYo/s1600-h/P1010847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAiWClE32I/AAAAAAAAABQ/9XtjB2YHzYo/s320/P1010847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021551346562948962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate fondue at the third party off the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAjASlE33I/AAAAAAAAABY/MMhcXohKR_g/s1600-h/P1010910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbAjASlE33I/AAAAAAAAABY/MMhcXohKR_g/s320/P1010910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021552072412422002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artistic shot. reminds me of the 9 face shot from canon, lumix can do it too!!! i am proud of my camera. anyway, the models were chio....they were all from my sec school. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to take more photos...i am still a little sad over my camera...hope it gets well soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-6006834121445538495?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6006834121445538495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/6006834121445538495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#6006834121445538495' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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/_hkE3IP5AsBM/RbASqilE3uI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bLwxq9Ba4qs/s72-c/P1010836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10439747.post-3420965164935761405</id><published>2007-01-11T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T21:45:06.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>第一次见面看你不太顺眼&lt;br /&gt;谁知道后来关系那么密切&lt;br /&gt;我们一个像夏天一个像秋天&lt;br /&gt;却总能把冬天变成了春天&lt;br /&gt;你拖我离开一场爱的风雪&lt;br /&gt;我背你逃出一次梦的锻炼&lt;br /&gt;遇见一个人然后生命全改变&lt;br /&gt;原来不是恋爱才有的情节&lt;br /&gt;如果不是你我不会相信&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人还死心塌地&lt;br /&gt;就算我忙恋爱把你冷冻结冰&lt;br /&gt;你也不会恨我只是骂我几句&lt;br /&gt;如果不是你我不会确定&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人更懂得倾听&lt;br /&gt;我的胸怀志意我的有口无心&lt;br /&gt;我离不开darling更离不开你&lt;br /&gt;你拖我离开一场爱的风雪&lt;br /&gt;我背你逃出一次梦的锻炼&lt;br /&gt;遇见一个人然后生命全改变&lt;br /&gt;原来不是恋爱才有的情节&lt;br /&gt;如果不是你我不会相信&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人还死心塌地&lt;br /&gt;就算我忙恋爱把你冷冻结冰&lt;br /&gt;你也不会恨我只是骂我几句&lt;br /&gt;如果不是你我不会确定&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人更懂得倾听&lt;br /&gt;我的胸怀志意我的有口无心&lt;br /&gt;我离不开darling更离不开你&lt;br /&gt;你了解我所有得意的东西&lt;br /&gt;拆穿我留些意怕我忘形&lt;br /&gt;你知道我所有丢脸的事情&lt;br /&gt;却为我的美好形像保密&lt;br /&gt;如果不是你我不会相信&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人还死心塌地&lt;br /&gt;就算我忙恋爱把你冷冻结冰&lt;br /&gt;你也不会恨我只是骂我几句&lt;br /&gt;如果不是你我不会确定&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人更懂得倾听&lt;br /&gt;我的胸怀志意我的有口无心&lt;br /&gt;我离不开darling更离不开你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song used to remind me of somebody and i used to put this song on repeat mode whenever i miss the person. i stopped doing so for a period of time. and when i heard it again yesterday, i realised that it was a song about friendship. i think i have answered half of my question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3420965164935761405?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3420965164935761405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3420965164935761405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3420965164935761405' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-3635825552246327567</id><published>2007-01-09T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T04:33:40.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah. i am sick!!!! haha. if i get a fever this time round, i foresee myself rather healthy for the coming semester. and this is absolutely required. anyway, don come near me...patient with running nose is full of germs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la too tired le ..byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3635825552246327567?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3635825552246327567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3635825552246327567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3635825552246327567' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-1437052823370899116</id><published>2007-01-05T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T21:40:23.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally watched deathnote two!! it's really very good. i declare myself a deathnote fan. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. this post is going to end here. why ? coz i always face a dilemma when it comes to blogging about movies. it is like a movie spoiler for those who haven watched...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-1437052823370899116?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1437052823370899116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/1437052823370899116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#1437052823370899116' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-8296672169570062510</id><published>2007-01-04T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T11:30:27.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's cruel to put a girl opposite shelves of chocolaes, chips and candies for straight 10 hours. she will start to think too much about food, wishing they were hers, only to find out that she cant eat during work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is also cruel that her workplace has so little passerbys. it's no one's fault. it's 3rd jan, not a public holiday nor a school holiday. it's only natural to start fantasizing about all the good food she had tasted. yum....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-8296672169570062510?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/8296672169570062510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/8296672169570062510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8296672169570062510' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-3095986797963335370</id><published>2007-01-03T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T05:40:31.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really cannot take it anymore...i want to talk to you but i cant find a chance. and i don know when i will find a chance. and i know that i am coming back here so that i may find an opportunity. i never found myself so silly as this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closure closure closure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-3095986797963335370?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3095986797963335370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/3095986797963335370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3095986797963335370' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-4979720161760885583</id><published>2007-01-01T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T21:51:41.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy new year everyone!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i celebrated it with my jars at the esplanade. we saw the fireworks!!!! it's so beautiful man. jane sent me the video le. but i don know how to show you guys. something keeps bugging me then. i don understand why we go through so much trouble to see the fireworks. but when i saw it, i understood. after that, i start to question the nation. why put fireworks...and give yourself so much trouble with the security, crowd dispersal and stuff like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i still have alot on my mind...so i cant feel the hype. i wish i knew the answer, but then maybe i don need it. i like the word closure. it's so appropriate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-4979720161760885583?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4979720161760885583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/4979720161760885583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#4979720161760885583' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116737688004401988</id><published>2006-12-29T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T15:21:20.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm..i managed to live without a laptop for one week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am super sick. puke embarrassingly in public alot of times. but i realised that people are really nice. yesterday, one guy saw me puking and ask if i need help. so i asked him to help me buy hot milo. and he really walked to can 2 then walk back. then i puke again at can a bus stop. another lady offered me her newater. really very touched. then i puked again today. then victor and pohling also helped me get water and tissue...i want to be a nice person too.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get well soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116737688004401988?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116737688004401988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116737688004401988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116737688004401988' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116706810242147391</id><published>2006-12-26T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:35:02.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i heard smth enlightening in church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was about adam and eve. God gave them many many trees for food, these are called the trees of life. But he also told them that there was this tree that they cannot eat from. this tree was called the tree of knowledge of good and evil. in the end, not withstanding the serpent's temptation, eve chose to disobey god and ate from the tree of knowledge. (alright..these are all in the bible) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the speaker drew the analogy to present time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the society is still like that. knowledge is chosen over life, which explains te knowledge based economy and stuff like that. not that knowledge is evil...but the priority is wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...the speaker today really got me thinking about alot of things...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116706810242147391?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116706810242147391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116706810242147391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116706810242147391' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116628702847571427</id><published>2006-12-17T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:37:08.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha..i wanted to do this "of the year series" . and i have the movie thing on the right. people, vote leh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have my idol of the year. haha. look at the video. he is too zai for words. he can sing, he knows how to play violin, piano and writes his songs...wa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v_oy8j6M8o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v_oy8j6M8o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IhQHcNxl-Q0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IhQHcNxl-Q0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116628702847571427?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116628702847571427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116628702847571427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116628702847571427' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116620783846896616</id><published>2006-12-16T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T02:37:18.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey babe. it's 2 am in the morning and i don dare to fall asleep. damn it. i really scared of sleeping alone leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, think i sold my life to hall le. i feel abit sad. suddenly i lost my freedom to making numbers and playing things i don like to play. for example-- carrom. it's so sian lor. and my finger hurts. i really think that playing 3 rounds is crazy. just 1 set is enough, if you are good, you are good. k? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think carrom wasnt as enjoyable as othello. maybe coz i am inexperience, i don like to do things that i am not good at. and i think it is not fun enough for me to like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read xiuyun's blog. suddenly i am reminded of the work i had last week. it wasnt so bad la..but i do feel pressurized, coz siting is really very good. hmmm...i think there are many kinds of customers. the most memorable one was this gal who brought 2 of her friends to buy from me!!! she was really helping me to make sale. and the three of them were really friendly and i feel the excitement as i scratch the card for them. coz they really don want to win the water bottle. haha. but in the end they still did. i felt quite sorry for them too. then i also saw yixiang who was really nice!! he bought from me too. but i was really sotong, gave him wrong prize. haha. aiya. hmm. i think i had the best time with a japanese customer. i think it really helped me alot to know japanese. i was so glad to be able to use this ability. haha. you don get much chance to speak japanese in singaporre.....so i really felp happy. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to work again neext week. i don look forward to it though. but money is important!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116620783846896616?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116620783846896616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116620783846896616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116620783846896616' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116551444829508819</id><published>2006-12-08T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T02:00:48.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i represented hall in othello!!! so exciting. haha....actually i went for ulterior motive la...coz i loved the shirt. well, i din do too badly. i played 3 games in total, won the first, lost the second and walk over for the third. not bad right? i am proud of my first game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going crazy doing the publication stuff....can somebody help me?...it's 2 am and i wanna sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116551444829508819?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116551444829508819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116551444829508819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116551444829508819' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116538589799269356</id><published>2006-12-06T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T14:18:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>starting to slack from my diligent blogging habit. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's continue from sunday. in the end, i din sleep until 8 am. woke up at 1030, went to church...came back and slept till the sun set. it seems like awake only when the sun is down. luckily that was the only night i had insomnia. not being able to sleep is a torture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i worked full day on mon....super sian...visit me at jp watsons if you have time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...anyway, i din get the nus exchange. the email went like this..."Dear students, Thank you for your application for the Singapore Universities Student Exchange Programme (SUSEP) with NUS. Due to overwhelming response, we regret to inform you that you are not being selected to participate in the program. You are welcome to apply again in the subsequent semester. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i am really quite sad after reading it. coz this is the only possible semester that i can go for exchange and i really want to get out of ntu. i have one request...don talk to me about the nus exchange. i can pretend that i never applied and move on happily. try telling me jokes might help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116538589799269356?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116538589799269356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116538589799269356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116538589799269356' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116509575853744302</id><published>2006-12-03T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T05:42:38.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's really nice to have friends overseas because when i get insomnia, there are pple to chat with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, welcome to the new template!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don love it...somewhat miss the old one..but...jiawei said that it's nice. so be it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have a serious problem over here, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's excess energy in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant get to sleep at night. and i pray real hard as i am trying to fall asleep. but tonight, i just cant sleep. and i get really hungry. so i officially have compulsive hunger disorder and compulsive insomnia disorder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungry and not sleepy = the worst combination after exams. it would be fine to have insomnia during exam preparation period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acttually, i am beginning to yawn as i type this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know wad? thinking helps me get to sleep. readers, please post some intelligent/controversial/inspiring/philpsophical topics on my tagboard please. no excuse now. the tagboard is on your right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116509575853744302?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116509575853744302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116509575853744302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116509575853744302' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116504263914676861</id><published>2006-12-02T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T14:57:19.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...i really wanna change my template...but i don know how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i have a rough idea. but i don know how to execute it. coz i have no idea how to do html. should have paid attention in class when i was in sec 2..and not busy surfing net and playing neopets last time. haiz.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..i am seriously too bored...ask me out leh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116504263914676861?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116504263914676861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116504263914676861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116504263914676861' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116496800955991695</id><published>2006-12-01T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T18:13:29.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back for xin's sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a lonely soul again. i've finished desperate housewives and everyone is out now. i have nothing to accompany me again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about loneliness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think one important lesson that i have learnt so far is to value loneliness. maybe the term loneliness is not appropriate, but it is important to have time for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason number one is that you get to do whatever you like without having to wait for others. you do what you want to do at your own pace. Reason number two is you have the time to think rather than be dragged around by the people and the things around you. reason number 3 is you need time for self reflection. reason number 4 is to appreciate the thing around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good...time is passing as i typed this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116496800955991695?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116496800955991695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116496800955991695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116496800955991695' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116494720058699356</id><published>2006-12-01T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T12:26:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched 3 movies in a row. haha! really enjoyed going out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. casino royale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i would give it 3 stars. the action is really good. but somewhat, i am more impressed by the black guy more than 007 at the start of the movie. hmm, i think wad i was disappointed with was the lack of coherence with the theme. it was called casino royale...but the casino only came halfway through the film. so basically, i thot that the front was too draggy....and so is the ending....i keep waiting for it to end. well...a good plot for an action movie isnt really that important ya?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. happy feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh...i love this movie. it's so cute. i loved the ego penguins that went with bobo. i am impressed with the dance and the songs. the onli thing i had was the ending...it felt like trying too hard to get a happy ending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched this with  yanxuan...and we started talking in 229 terms...i think i am watching movie in a different way now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. saw 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was r21. but i can take the gore pretty well. only closed my eyes for a few short while. well, i still admire the film maker for this movie...never failed to amaze me that they can produce a film with so little budget. (ya, compare the action with casino royale and technical aspect of happy feet), relatively little money. anyway, i still hae some problems with the plot...tell me if you have watched it. then i can ask you. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116494720058699356?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116494720058699356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116494720058699356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116494720058699356' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116470523226777865</id><published>2006-11-28T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:13:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah..the diligent me is back. i am really hooked to the tv set, so i am coming online less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, made a little trip out to amk central. THE MCDONALDS HAS CHANGED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the over reaction. but i cant believe there was renovation without me knowing it. ok, i just have to admit that i haven been home much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little trip out felt like an embarrassing trip out. first, i wore my rj t-shirt and i walked passed this bunch of rj kids at the road. hmm, it just felt weird coz we were like staring at each other. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to buy soya milk and the papers...it was 4. these sounds like something you should buy at 9 am. not 4. it felt like i just woke up, but the truth was i woke up at 10 in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there was a blackout in my house last night at 3 a.m. it's quite bad because the aircon was off and all of us cannot pretend that nothing had happened and continue sleeping. so we called the electrician and things were finally settled by 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116470523226777865?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116470523226777865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116470523226777865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116470523226777865' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116463877211695401</id><published>2006-11-27T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:46:12.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone....i really have nothing to do this week, so i intend to blog diligently everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. yesterday, i went to the creative sale. i bought a speaker, a headphone and a zen neon (sadly, it's not going to be mine, it's my brother's)...but well, at least i got a christmas gift settled. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i fell in love with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8134/168/1600/902008/zen%20vision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8134/168/320/319503/zen%20vision.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. today, i watched lots of desperate housewives episodes....wow...i love this show man...but i still prefer watching it episode by episode. coz there is always a moral at the end of the story. and i prefer to have time to digest it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. and i read kay chin's mail today...titled the last time. somewhat i felt sad. it was the last mail, and he designed it in the form of a newspaper article. quite nice...can tell there's effort into this last mail. and he talked about him leaving in the third person's voice. somewhat, it made me felt a little sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well pple come and pple go...it's really no big deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116463877211695401?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116463877211695401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116463877211695401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116463877211695401' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116426999447900447</id><published>2006-11-23T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:19:54.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...so that's the end of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one can only be happy if one has done well, and not when one has completed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am not happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i don feel like going out to shop or play...but i would gladly accompany those who wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz it feels like taking drugs ... being high and away from reality...aand i don like that feeling. i want to face the reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to sing kbox. wanna vent it all out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to watch a sad movie. wanna dry the tears inside me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116426999447900447?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116426999447900447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116426999447900447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116426999447900447' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116409685485073585</id><published>2006-11-21T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T16:14:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i submitted the nus application form to the office. ya...i intend to go for the local exchange, i really do hope that i can go there, coz can s/u my subjects, and i can spend more time on jcrc stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i realised i really do work independently and just make decisions on my own, not telling other people or consulting them. and i think it's not good....it doesnt feel good to see shock faces about your major decisions, coz i got a shock too...i think it's worse that pple know it from a third person and not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116409685485073585?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116409685485073585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116409685485073585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116409685485073585' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116386790608686853</id><published>2006-11-19T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:38:26.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was watching the guess, guess, guess just now. apparently, there is this new guy called cai min you. and he plays violin really well! hahha. new idol! i am trying to dl his songs, but baidu is still down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there was this guest called jerry c who could play guitar super well....and he played canon in D with my new idol...i was totally overwhelmed by the violin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;violin is the in thing man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;last night, i brought a smile to sleep, coz you said you could multitask, and i got to talk to you. whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116386790608686853?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116386790608686853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116386790608686853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116386790608686853' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116378485178614461</id><published>2006-11-18T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:44:27.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new discoveries today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. there is such thing as play count in itunes. and please guess which is the most played song on my computer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan hu hai by jay chou. the play count was 113. i think i really overplayed this song when it came out...coz the second on the list only has a play count of 73. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....the song title for the second on the list is sarangheiyo by lin jun jie. whee! i have pleasant memories with the song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the remainder of the songs only has a play count of 30 odd....which makes these two songs really special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. there is a nice guy from NBS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. this really nice guy was studying in CS and he played his songs on his laptop. i heard the entire clay aiken's new album from there. i was really very excited..i actually listened through all the songs, ensured that there is "everything i have", then i decided to ask him for the songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really embarrassing. coz none of us has seen him before...(coz he not from cs), so i don dare to go up to him and ask if i can kop song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...luckily there was shisi...she accompanied me as i went up to the guy to ask for the songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the guy was really nice la....transfer the files to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ta da! i have the new clay aiken's album - a thousand different ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. rebecca is on the front page. girl, you look pretty! haha&lt;br /&gt;i've kept a copy with me. haha! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116378485178614461?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116378485178614461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116378485178614461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116378485178614461' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116365468880283167</id><published>2006-11-16T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T13:24:48.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just for that 10 hours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours for 201, 2 hours for 203, 2 hours for 226, 2 hours for 229, 2 hours for 816. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been camping at the cs benches these 2 days. it's a really nice place to study. nice pple, nice music, nice ambience of pple talking abt 201. i know that when i go back to the benches again, i will see memories of me studying 201. hmm...deep inside, i think you guys can tell that i really hope that 201 will be a memory. i don wish to take it again. so pray that i will pass with flying colours k? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, certain conclusions these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i cannot eat kfc delivery. i ate it last friday and i had stomachache. i ate it again 2 days ago, and the same thing happened. so i will eat macs and pizza from now on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i cannot eat biscuits. it's so dry and gets stuck all over my braces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the hot coffee from the vending machine really keeps you awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. food from can b taste good afterall. esp when you only eat from can 13, 14 and 16 for the past week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i can never finish a lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. food is my best companion during the big E period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116365468880283167?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116365468880283167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116365468880283167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116365468880283167' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116343622881980436</id><published>2006-11-14T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:43:48.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nice song i heard. it's called "what can i do" by the corrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept at all in days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since we've talked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have been here many times&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept at all in days&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what i'm doing wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since we've talked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have been here many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what I'm doing wrong&lt;br /&gt;What can i do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i do to make you care&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What can i say to make you feel this&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you care&lt;br /&gt;What can i do to get you there&lt;br /&gt;What can I say to make you feel this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to get you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much i can take&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much I can take&lt;br /&gt;And i just got to let go&lt;br /&gt;And I just got to let go&lt;br /&gt;And who knows i might feel better, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And who knows I might feel better, yeah&lt;br /&gt;If i don't try and i don't hope&lt;br /&gt;If I don't try and I don't hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What can i do to make you love me&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you care&lt;br /&gt;What can i do to make you care&lt;br /&gt;What can I say to make you feel this&lt;br /&gt;What can i say to make you feel this&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to get you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....my favorite line was "If i don try and i don hope"...makes me feel inspired. it's like if i don study hard, then i cant hope too high when the results come back. Gambatte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that everyday will start well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116343622881980436?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116343622881980436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116343622881980436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116343622881980436' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116333530128158665</id><published>2006-11-12T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:41:41.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the week before exams. and there are alot of thoughts through my mind. so glad that i went to church today and met christelle. i think it's great to have a friend who is totally out of the usual gang of people that you normally hang out with. there are just some things you cant say infront of them....but yet you need to talk about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i look through my life, i realised that it's getting harder, esp with regards to relationships with other people. so i prefer to isolate myself. wad C said was true, since a long long time ago. it's nicer to lead your life without having to 迁就 people all the time. i think i was more of a herd kind of person, but now i see her point. maybe i turned more cold-blooded, alot of things doesnt seem to matter a anymore. or maybe, i've just 看开了。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a really lousy post with a mix of languages. i don like it....it's supposed to be something abt my feelings, but it is not organised. explains my state of mind...maybe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is how my desktop looks like now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8134/168/1600/Picture%201.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8134/168/320/Picture%201.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8134/168/1600/Picture%202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8134/168/320/Picture%202.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point of the second picture is to show how early i end my exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116333530128158665?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116333530128158665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116333530128158665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116333530128158665' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116309187063765182</id><published>2006-11-10T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:04:30.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A: I wanna tell you two words &lt;br /&gt;A: I love you &lt;br /&gt;B: isnt that three words ? &lt;br /&gt;A: because you and I are one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa....so sweet right? totally melted when mel told us that. the sweetest pick-up line i have heard so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116309187063765182?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116309187063765182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116309187063765182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116309187063765182' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116292444222487489</id><published>2006-11-08T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T02:34:02.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7th November. jia wei's bday....and i wanna wish someone else happy birthday too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don know who the name of this "someone else", so to me, he is known as the fish and co guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago, I celebrated Jiawei's and Yokepean's birthday at fish and co glass house. There were alot of people celebrating their birthdays too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago, fish and co glasshouse had this tradition - major birthday party held for everyone in the house. all the birthday boys and girls will come to the front and play a game, which they will never win, followed by a forfeit. this forfeit....was really memorable for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....it's difficult to spell it out on my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell, i got to know this guy. but i don know his name, never got his number, and never wished him happy birthday even though it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout this three years, i keep thinking if i will meet him again. i have a vague impression that he is older than me by 2 years. thus, i really hope to meet him when i come to uni. then i thought, if he is in poly, he will enter uni this year. But then again, even if i meet him, i wont be able to recognise him. and till now, i cant even remember if he is reallt 2 years older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after three years, i still want to wish him happy birthday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..this is a little publicity for this guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wore a white collar t-shirt on his birthday 3 years ago. his birthday lies somewhere in early november or late october. he should be 22 this year and (hopefully), remember a girl on his birthday celebration at fish and co. 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met him for 5 seconds, remembered him for 3 years. sometimes, little things go a long way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116292444222487489?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116292444222487489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116292444222487489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116292444222487489' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116292407896100685</id><published>2006-11-08T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T02:28:01.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7th November. jia wei's bday....and i wanna wish someone else happy birthday too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don know who the name of this "someone else", so to me, he is known as the fish and co guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago, I celebrated Jiawei's and Yokepean's birthday at fish and co glass house. There were alot of people celebrating their birthdays too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago, fish and co glasshouse had this tradition - major birthday party held for everyone in the house. all the birthday boys and girls will come to the front and play a game, which they will never win, followed by a forfeit. this forfeit....was really memorable for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....it's difficult to spell it out on my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell, i got to know this guy. but i don know his name, never got his number, and never wished him happy birthday even though it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout this three years, i keep thinking if i will meet him again. i have a vague impression that he is older than me by 2 years. thus, i really hope to meet him when i come to uni. then i thought, if he is in poly, he will enter uni this year. But then again, even if i meet him, i wont be able to recognise him. and till now, i cant even remember if he is reallt 2 years older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after three years, i still want to wish him happy birthday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..this is a little publicity for this guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wore a white collar t-shirt on his birthday 3 years ago. his birthday lies somewhere in early november or late october. he should be 22 this year and (hopefully), remember a girl on his birthday celebration at fish and co. 3 years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116292407896100685?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116292407896100685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116292407896100685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116292407896100685' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116264757738401560</id><published>2006-11-04T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T21:39:37.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>very long never write my tooth journal liao...so here it goes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teeth journal no. ? (i forgot) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we visited the dentist. we were quite happy that our owner has taken well of us. so today was purely tightening and slendering of the front teeth. haha. now big bucktooth is significantly smaller...and we hope that we will look nice at the end of the treatment. Our owner is really happy that we don have to go through polishing, coz it's quite painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, slendering the teeth is quite scary ( it means to make the teeth smaller). coz we only hear the sawing sound...when we entered the clinic, it was for the first time that the dentist on the radio damn loud..it was class 95. haha. not bad...but in the end, we only heard the saw and not nice songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..so that's the end of the visit, and it only took less than half an hour! wheee!! (mainly coz no need to polish teeth)..so after the visit, talk to aunite for a while...she like a mom. she told me to study hard. and she gave me a quote from her son. "i made this choice, so i must make sure i do well."...wa...i was like..ya...that was what i told myself when i chose comm studies. it's a good reminder..and to think about it..i just need to xin ku for less than a month...so jia you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116264757738401560?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116264757738401560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116264757738401560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116264757738401560' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116257939020412306</id><published>2006-11-04T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T02:43:10.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am really sad...right now and forever more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116257939020412306?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116257939020412306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116257939020412306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116257939020412306' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116255865369046638</id><published>2006-11-03T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:57:33.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a nightmare last night. REALLY scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that My head was chopped off and was sewn back. I can Shuwan in the dream too. there was this bloody red line around her neck and there were thread marks. but at the Same time, i can feel that my neck was detached from my head, and that i cannot move my head because it might just Slight off. However, i was able to do alot of things in my dream...like...going for dental...ANd visiting the people there and went alot of other places. and interestingly, people were not afraid of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...and then i woke up. and i was quite scared of moving my head. had to felt around my neck to make sure that it is intact b4 moving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told sitiing abt it...and she thinks that it's quite morbid..haizE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116255865369046638?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116255865369046638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116255865369046638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116255865369046638' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116245017591717549</id><published>2006-11-02T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:49:35.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok..i havent been able to publish my blog. and i seriously don know why...so this is testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116245017591717549?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116245017591717549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116245017591717549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116245017591717549' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116209293791287057</id><published>2006-10-29T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T11:35:37.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, someone wished me a nice trip back home, but i turned out damn badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i planned today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. leave hall at 12. &lt;br /&gt;2. dental appointment at 2. &lt;br /&gt;3. reach home at 3 and start doing ga3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was wad happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. leave my room at 12. &lt;br /&gt;2. waited for other people. &lt;br /&gt;3. reached jp at 1240. &lt;br /&gt;4. waited for people to eat until 130&lt;br /&gt;5. waited very long for the cab.&lt;br /&gt;6. board the cab at 2. &lt;br /&gt;7. change my appointment to 4. &lt;br /&gt;8. change my appointment to next week because the previous operation ended at 5. so i went there for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;9. got so pissed off about the whole thing, that i went home and scolded my brother.&lt;br /&gt;10. he cried. &lt;br /&gt;11. felt so bad..and decided to sleep&lt;br /&gt;12. woke up at 9. &lt;br /&gt;13. decided that i felt so bad that i cannot do anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it all started from me deciding to wait for other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be alone all the time from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116209293791287057?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116209293791287057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116209293791287057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116209293791287057' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116188806695127228</id><published>2006-10-27T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T02:41:06.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i spent the entire day in the tv lounge doing 226. and guess wad!!! i only did 5 pages. all are not completed....always left abit not done here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice time with xy there....slogging away for the ga3 together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it wasnt such a nice time to see people coming in and greeting me, " hi, PQ!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it roland...roland bye....(if it's time for vulgarities...this is the time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, roland put this on his nick, "angel: shuwan is a nice girl. devil: like real, she is PQ!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i finally realised how many friends roland has. worst still, all male. let me count the number of people calling me PQ today....i have ben, weiming, wilfred, jarren and kelvin. that's 5...who happened to meet me while i was in tv lounge: indicating that the numbers may be greater. (Ng, 2006) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;to all out there.....don ask me wad is pq...and don call me pq....i am just an innocent young lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10439747-116188806695127228?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116188806695127228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116188806695127228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116188806695127228' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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-10439747.post-116153073920816682</id><published>2006-10-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:25:39.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, i spent 2 hours in front of the tv just now. not bad...decided to reward myself after this terrible week. it was a nice show. a korean movie titled "my tutor friend". hmm...korean shows are nice...now i am dying to watch princess hours...anybody has them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to this terrible week. it really felt like shit..over a lot of things...and cried twice over some idiot. anyway, luckily i saw this verse..and i kept me sane and going. if i din seem angry and looks happy...this is the source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lack wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;James 1: 4-5. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/10439747-116153073920816682?l=xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116153073920816682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10439747/posts/default/116153073920816682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxlwanlxx.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116153073920816682' title=''/><author><name>shuwan</name><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>
