<?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-2389712353118662413</id><updated>2011-11-14T22:58:25.139+08:00</updated><category term='“As a Man thinketh”'/><category term='ferren'/><category term='James Allen'/><category term='1902'/><title type='text'>Jushobuya's source of entertainment</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-4977054724413663483</id><published>2011-11-14T22:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T22:58:25.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Zestful, Yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I wished I only loved one person for all my life. However, I am not so lucky as in how media has portrayed love to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kindly excuse me, I seem to have forgotten my manners and hence, have not greeted you, my dear readers. Of course, now, I sincerely think that my readership is zero. Please do not get me wrong. I am glad it is so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyhow, as I was saying. I am not lucky in love because I am not meant for it, I suppose. The person I am currently interested in, told me that it is just a passing phase. No doubt that would mean I sway easily (which I assure you, I do not) but that would also mean the person will no doubt be happier if it was a passing phase. Such irony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I guess I could carry on until the person is attached and only then will I be able to let go. Yes, I keep reminding myself there are other things out there more interesting to love. Truth is, there is. Love is much overrated and yet, much needed too. Seems like I am mostly single so that I can give a lot of my time to others. Sometimes, I really do wonder if that is the path some Almighty Being has set for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Whatever it is, I am not the emo-over-love-for-too-long kind of person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On a different note altogether, I miss you, Kaixuan!!! Been staring at your MSN chat window but not sure if we still have stuff to talk about or not?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center,"&gt;Ciao, pimples! Till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-4977054724413663483?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/4977054724413663483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=4977054724413663483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/4977054724413663483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/4977054724413663483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2011/11/live-zestful-yo.html' title='Live Zestful, Yo!'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5673757862574017850</id><published>2011-01-16T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T16:19:55.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was Marc Ambinder actually a blogger? « Snarkmarket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://snarkmarket.com/2010/6375"&gt;Was Marc Ambinder actually a blogger? « Snarkmarket&lt;/a&gt;: "Really good print journalism is ego-free. By that I do not mean that the writer has no skin in the game, or that the writer lacks a perspective, or even that the writer does not write from a perspective. What I mean is that the writer is able to let the story and the reporting process, to the highest possible extent, unfold without a reporter’s insecurities or parochial concerns intervening. Blogging is an ego-intensive process. Even in straight news stories, the format always requires you to put yourself into narrative. You are expected to not only have a point of view and reveal it, but be confident that it is the correct point of view. There is nothing wrong with this. As much as a writer can fabricate a detachment, or a “view from nowhere,” as Jay Rosen has put it, the writer can also also fabricate a view from somewhere. You can’t really be a reporter without it. I don’t care whether people know how I feel about particular political issues; it’s no secret where I stand on gay marriage, or on the science of climate change, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. What I hope I will find refreshing about the change of formats is that I will no longer be compelled to turn every piece of prose into a personal, conclusive argument, to try and fit it into a coherent framework that belongs to a web-based personality called “Marc Ambinder” that people read because it’s “Marc Ambinder,” rather than because it’s good or interesting."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5673757862574017850?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://snarkmarket.com/2010/6375' title='Was Marc Ambinder actually a blogger? « Snarkmarket'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5673757862574017850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5673757862574017850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5673757862574017850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5673757862574017850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2011/01/was-marc-ambinder-actually-blogger.html' title='Was Marc Ambinder actually a blogger? « Snarkmarket'/><author><name>ferren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R-ZZmyxmM3I/AAAAAAAAACk/TAeMkiSCuS8/S220/DSC00094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-8382432789456162787</id><published>2010-12-14T01:09:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:18:49.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night with The Cutest One - Stars...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Editor's Note: I am unable to get colour on this crap. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot stand it without colour! -dies-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Welcome to my very own late night talk show with me as your host, naturally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So yeah, now that there are such things as Facebook and Twitter, I am positive that no one will read my blog even if a notice appear on their dashboard. So it's safe to get in touch with my personal and deeper facet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Initially this post was to remember all the family and friends who touched my life but something so beautiful happened in the last twenty-four hours that I find it hard not to blog it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When I was fifteen, that meant that you were much younger or not even conceived of in thought or womb, a team from Novena Church would come to our school to talk to all the Secondary Three students. I am not sure if you know this of me or not but I am a very proud person. Yes, I am conceited. Many a time, I would rather die than step down from my pride. That was then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So even when I had problems at home, I never let it show in school. Until that one fine day when the religious team came to our school. So when it came to be my turn, it was Father Simon, head of the team. Not sure if it was a fortunate or unfortunate thing up to this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Some of you might have heard this story before and might want to skip it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So anyway, I thought, "hell no, he ain't gettin' anythin' out from me." God must have been displeased with my haughty attitude because just minutes into the talk saw me tears streaming down my face like a plumber finally managed to loosen the water pipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Analyse this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. It was lucky that we talked and I cried because I learnt how to cry, reach out for help and ate some humble pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. It was unlucky that we talked and I cried because my pride was crushed. No one has ever seen me cry in agony since Secondary One. My image was tarnished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Exactly fifteen years later, a young man read me like Father Simon did. It is very exhilarating and scary when someone hits you right on target. You feel liberated that someone understands you and/or what you are going through. You feel trapped that someone knows your weaknesses and there is a chance that he might use it against you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;However, you learn to cry again. You learn to reach out for a hand and/or ear. Best of all, you learn that anguish cannot kill you and so you are stronger by the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;B-kun, I do not believe in coincidences, I only believe that everything is fated. Thank you for passing by in my life, albeit a fleeting moment like that of Father Simon. Should our paths never cross again, I would like you to know that it was worth every ounce of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dear all, thank you for tuning in to Late Night with the Cutest One. Till then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-8382432789456162787?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/8382432789456162787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=8382432789456162787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8382432789456162787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8382432789456162787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2010/12/late-night-with-cutest-one-stars.html' title='Late Night with The Cutest One - Stars...'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-8812125654017115237</id><published>2010-04-22T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:14:03.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the one and only Liew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Once upon a time, Meh Meh went to Ngee Ann Polytechnic. Being much older than the flock she was classmates with at that time, she was a little apprehensive. True enough she was the odd one out as she had no skills in dealing with younger flocks. One such youngling spoke to her and she spurned him. However, the youngling never did give up on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Every time he would tell jokes, make funny impersonations, sing spoofed songs or simply just being there to make Meh Meh a happier person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;After three years, it was time to go separate ways. He always tried to reach out to Meh Meh but she was either too lazy or busy to meet up. So when he couldn't see her, he just talked to her or left messages on her MSN. She remembers the times when she would look forward to the quote of the day by him when at work, making work bearable. When he does call her, it never failed to fill her up with joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Then one or maybe two years passed, there was almost no contact and Meh Meh, being the one who takes people for granted, finally called him. However, it was too late. All the while when she had the chance to prove that she could be a good friend, she wasted all those opportunities. All the same, he was polite over the phone and messages but the alienation is felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Perhaps some day, she can win his friendship back. Perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;-whispers-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love Liew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Editor's note:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I want to thank people who give me wake-up calls in my life. I just hope that I eventually learn from these lessons. People whom I have neglected, I know and remember, just give me time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; -hugs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-8812125654017115237?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/8812125654017115237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=8812125654017115237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8812125654017115237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8812125654017115237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-one-and-only-liew.html' title='To the one and only Liew'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-177954857452835673</id><published>2009-07-27T13:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:22:07.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dear readers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;[I think I have gotten rid of all my readers! Yay!]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Anyway, welcome to 2009!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;All right, all right, I am a bit late but hey, better late than never right? So, to keep you up to date on my life so far, well, how should I put it... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;*pauses for a long long long long long long long long long long time*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;It has its ups and downs so far. Let us try a list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;UPs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;1.   Mr. and Mrs. Lee Ting Zien got married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;2.   A very nice dude just joined the company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;3.   I have a beautiful girl in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;4.   I am losing a bit of mass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;5.   I am alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;DOWNs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;1.   Pay cut. -sobbies-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;2.   Have not watched all the anime I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;3.   I am going to lose the beautiful girl in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;4.   Did not get to see the solar eclipse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;5.   I am alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So, all right, it is not exactly a well-thought out list but those are the few things that popped up. I am down and have no idea how to rid of this feeling. Is it another round of crying to unload it all? I do not know but when it is time for the floodgates to open, it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For all those nosy parkers who are still hanging around my blog, kindly pretend you did not read this post. For I believe, this is a very sad post. I want you to be happy, so just keep away, all right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;All right! If there is stuff to be updated, it will be updated. Meanwhile, do not stay tuned, just divert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I leave you with a song title, listen to it online if you do not have it. Do not pirate though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Again by Yui [First opening of Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*coughsihavethefilecoughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao, pimples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I have no idea where my rich text options are! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.P.S.: I have found my rich text options!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-177954857452835673?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/177954857452835673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=177954857452835673' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/177954857452835673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/177954857452835673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-to-2009.html' title='Welcome to 2009!'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5038833097836075701</id><published>2008-08-31T00:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:12:37.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Birthday Present 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Welcome back to another excruciatingly boring episode of "Yang's Life". Today, I shall talk about really mundane stuff, that is, talking about one day of my life. For all you readers out there, YOU SHOULD NOT BE HERE!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;-clears throat-&lt;/span&gt; All right, if this entry does not drive you away, I seriously need to know what will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;-copies LJZ's format in telling a day of his life on his blog-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Reached home from cousin's bachelor party; I had two vodkas, one with lime and another with cranberry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Note: Hooters and Brewerkz are my favourite hangouts if I go Clarke Quay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;3.00am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Took a bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Sound asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;8.00am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Jumped out of bed, brushed teeth, washed face, changed and left for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;9.00am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Loiter outside the office because lost office keys. Thank goodness Director came shortly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;1.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Finally got off work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;-curses and swears at some dumb bell of a business partner-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1.45pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Reached Bugis Junction and met Yi Bing with twin sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Note: She slimmed down quite a bit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Warning: Anyone else thinking about slimming down, please spare a thought for me. Everytime someone slims down, their phats get transferred to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; -glares-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;2.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Anonymous Angel (AA) arrived at Bugis. AA nauseated me by saying his goodbyes and telling me he is going home. (-.-)" Anyway, we went to Bras Basah Complex to find art stuff for my "white container" also known as (a.k.a.) my dream home. Then went to Karl Heng to PR. AA learnt a few gossip. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;-mutters-&lt;/span&gt; All in all, we went to Sagacity (pronounced as sir-gair-city, not sir-gah-city...I do not care! I am right!), Art Friend and Popular. Did not get anything but that is fine; getting it another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Went to McDonald's for takeaway; AA had a hot fudge sundae and I had large iced lemon tea. Walked to City Hall in the rain; AA insisted I share his umbrella even after I told him it spoils my image to use an umbrella. Eh...in short, it has something to do with my reputation and phats! Reached City Hall's interior and got fascinated by the waterfall message. Eh...in short, I will describe it to you should you want to know further details.  Met a primary/secondary school mate of mine; she was on her way to work. Anyway, destination was Singapore Flyer so the plan was to walk through City Link Mall and pop out from Esplanade. Lo and behold, got to where Hallmark is and from that point onwards it was jam packed all the way to near New York New York. I hate human crowds! No air~! I held onto his bag's strap as much as I could and managed to get out of that terrible experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;5.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Finally got to Singapore Flyer and exchanged for tickets. Initally, we planned to take it another day but there were so many restrictions that we had no choice but to take it today. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Note: Not to fear, I can go up on the wheel as many times as I can afford to; I simply love it!&lt;/span&gt; Took a lot of pictures on mobile phone because neither of us brought a camera, not that I had one but AA did and he did not bring it because he did not expect to take the ride today. To me, the ride was MAGNIFICENT!!! I want to go for the ride again and again! We were smiling, waving and taking pictures back and forth with another young boy in the capsule before ours. After he got off, we saw him and asked him if he was waiting for us and guess what! The girl with him is someone I know! I cannot remember her name but she is playing the sheng for Keat Hong Chinese Orchestra and it is her birthday! Anyway, I bought the picture that was taken at the Singapore Flyer and going to do something with it. It is a secret because AA will be reading this too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Took a bus to Plaza Singapura and had our dinner at Sakae Sushi. Initially, I wanted to pay it all or at least split the bill but AA got hold of the bill first and paid SGD50; I paid another SGD13. It was a good meal and the highlight was the way he spoke in Malaysian accent! I laughed till I teared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;8.10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Went to Spotlight to look for more art materials; enroute we stopped at Crocs at my request. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Note: I will be getting a new pair of Crocs in October. &lt;/span&gt;After Spotlight, we went to Yamaha. Nope, I still cannot find the pick Jieyin wants. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Note: Still searching for the SGD10 pick; very tempted to buy a lot to amount it to SGD10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;9.10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Went to Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's at The Cathay. I paid for it because AA paid for dinner. We had a chocolatey awesome time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;10.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;We took the train home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;12.00mn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I reached home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I had a very memorable 9.5 hours. Thank you, AA, for this wonderful birthday present. -hugs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Right then, I expect no one to come to my blog ever again after this entry, so do not let me find out that you, yes you, have even dropped by my main page!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-glares through slitty eyes-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;2.10am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Blogging completed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5038833097836075701?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5038833097836075701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5038833097836075701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5038833097836075701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5038833097836075701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-birthday-present-2009.html' title='My First Birthday Present 2008'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-2884939212943843778</id><published>2008-08-09T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:54:00.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making History</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dear all, time certainly flies by and golly, what in the world are you guys still doing here? Tagging on my board even after I posed threats and warnings repeatedly to get you fleas out of my skin! Well, you guys made me turn to insults to reduce readership. If this does not work, I will post up my bikini pictures. *coughs-if-i-know-how-to-post-pictures-on-blogs-coughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So so so, I have received threats and complaints about my "not-so-far-and-apart" entries. So for those weirdos who are still reading my blog, I hope this is a nightmare instead of a treat. [I almost spelt "threat" instead of "treat" (-.-)"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am terribly sorry that I do not share enough with you pimples but I am here right now so hear me out. -pauses- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ha! You have been tricked! You were supposed to go away after I said, "hear me out." All right, enough lame stuff and on to the main topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am just done watching the opening ceremony of the 29th Olympics held in Beijing, People's Republic of China. Several thoughts crossed my mind when I was watching it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;(1) This is the first time I am even bothered to watch the opening ceremony of Olympics. I tried it once in 1996 when they were celebrating the centennial of Olympics but dozed off while watching for a few minutes. This time I managed to stay up throughout the four tedious hours. Cheered for countries I liked including Singapore, of course. I have always known I am patriotic and been very proud of the fact that I am of Chinese descent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(2) Olympics seems like a commercial tactic for countries hosting it. Some countries might have animosity feelings towards another but everyone seems happy when they are there. [Hold your thoughts, more coming up]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;*pauses regular blogging*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Side note: I must not jump ahead of others. I will learn to listen till the end before I speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;*resumes regular blogging*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;(3) With all the happy faces amongst the seas of audience and sports personnel, you know enmity between countries really belongs with the government. The people and soldiers are the ones who always suffers from silly decisions and propaganda from the government. When I watched Olympics, it is as the current motto fits: One world, one dream. No one killed anyone. This is how the world should be: One family. Sure we have our disagreements but you do not kill your sister or brother who crossed your path. I mean, most of us will not, I do not speak for everyone. Guess that means, some world leaders just behave like the psychotic siblings who kill when crossed by another. I know it is not always as simple as being crossed; there is oppression, injustice, corruption, discrimination and many other differences that turn people into such. Whatever it is, I feel very sad when I think of such detriments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So anyway, back to about making history as my title states. It just hit me that we are living in what our future will call history. I think it is so cool. Even after ten years, people are going to go like, "hey, remember that on 8th August 2008 when Beijing was host for Olympics?" And, I will go like, "yeah, I watched it." I find the concept so awesome. I was part of something great. In a way, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;All right, all the above was written on 9th August 2008 and it is not erm...10th August 2008. Bwahaha! I slept, played, ate and forgot to complete it. Trying to think of something erm...awesome to wrap up this entry. Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Pimples, we live only once as our current selves. I always run through the NPCO list on my MSN, both online and offline. I read all your display names and personal messages. Some have very heartbreaking words, others anger, philosophical, joyful and so on. I find this list so amazing. I feel so many things just by scanning through it and then work on stuff according to the needs of my different babies. Curses to those who have foreign languages on their display names and personal messages. Yes, I am talking about the Japanese and Korean words! You know who you are. -glares- And do not bring out about the pimple who used French because at least I can use Fish to translate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, to return to earth here. I will be going back to NPCO starting on 26th August 2008. I know my readership consists of many year threes and a couple of alumni so this message is going to you pimples. I will try to rekindle the kind of love that existed in NPCO. I love NPCO because of all of you. Even with you gone, I will survive these dark hours and rebuild the fire with sheer willpower. Do not think I use the word "love" too loosely for each time I utter love, it is for a different kind of love. Therefore, everytime I say it. believe in it. For I truly, love thee. -brushes a couple of teardrops away from eyeballs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Take me as I am."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Recommended song: "Leave Out All the Rest" - Minutes to Midnight album - Linkin' Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;All right, enough BS to last you a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;P.S.: I love You. *hug &amp;amp; kiss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-2884939212943843778?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/2884939212943843778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=2884939212943843778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/2884939212943843778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/2884939212943843778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2008/08/making-history.html' title='Making History'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5219466611285283257</id><published>2008-06-28T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T02:59:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dear Children, once again, welcome to the Master Theatre of Boredom. Again, my inspirations for a great amount of writing is no longer as the moments have passed. However, to bore you to the depths of your gray matter, I think I will be able to do so. Allow me to show you these skills of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;When I am alone, I think a lot. I used to be alone a lot, not because I do not have friends, on the contrary, I have a lot of friends. Well, I do not want to use the word acquaintance because it is seemingly unfair to those who deem themselves as my friends. So anyway, people come and go, a fact that I have recently come to terms with and I have one person to thank for. This person truly made me see that people come into your life and no matter how close they are, it does not mean they do not leave. Quite frankly, they are not obligated to stay in any case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Even in my late twenties, I am still taking my time to grow up. I have to give myself a pat on the head; I am really growing up bit by bit, no matter how painstakingly slow it seems. Many of you have heard me say, "when I grow up, I want to be a ballerina." Well, what I truly want to say is, "when I grow up, I want to be a kid." My fantasy place is Neverland and soaring with the lost boys. Might have to get on Tinklebell's good side, fight Captain Hook and stay clear of the tick-tock croc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Girls phear phats; I welcome it. I will tell you what phats has given me: knowledge, wisdom, strength, compassion, humility and natural botox. I am not a perfect person; I do not even come close. However, like I always tell myself, I have tried. Not good enough even by my standards, I tell myself, there is always tomorrow. Tomorrow might never come, you say? I might regret not doing it now, you say? Sure you are right but hey, I am lazy so I am always putting things off. Someone said I speak empty words. Truth is always hardest to listen to but I will face it and do something about it. Often actions that follow will be the best evidence. To that someone, I just want you to know that I am trying my better now, I will try my best eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So let us discuss about my escape portals: animation, drama series, films and music. They bring out all the tears and love in me. Of course, I am not talking about every one of it, just the ones that do. I view tears as a sign of weakness that is why I only cry when I watch animation, drama series, films and music. That way no one will know. All right, if you are reading this then you know. Oh come on now, don't you go all soft on me. I do not need your empathy, consolation or whatever you think I may need by letting you on my weakness. After I dispose of my tears, I am renewed. I can be strong for anyone who needs me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I am your Mary Poppins. I am your Nanny McPhee. I am supposed to be the person who will be there when you need. So let me fulfill my role. Humans tend to forget the big picture of life. Well, sometimes they choose to pursue what they desire and forget it. To those who have forgotten, I sincerely hope they remember it someday, somehow then world peace will follow. I told someone of my white container. That is my ivory tower and it even floats in space. I guess I am more of a loner than I let on. How interesting a person I am. All right, should not be so peacock-like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So why am I telling you all these? It is simply because I have nothing better to say and while listening to a few songs from animation and Jay has brought out some passions in me. If you do not know the meaning of passions, please find out or ask me. Do not assume because according to my dad and everyone else who knows, if you assume, you "ass-u-&amp;amp;-me". A good film to catch is "The Fountain".  Well, there are other amazing films but I will tell them to you when the time is right. Right now, "The Fountain" fits the mood I am in. Jay's "蒲公英的约定", "青花瓷" and "最长的电影" are wrapping their beautiful melodies and lyrics around me. When I close my eyes and listen, a (bitter)sweet smile will appear on my face. Try it with these songs or songs that allows you to indulge in a moment of tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;All right, too much is too much, I know it too. I shall let your eyes and brains take a break from this monotony. I will see you people soon, I hope. Meanwhile, here is a quote I currently have an interest in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"Rain is from the sky and tears are from the eyes. That has been decided a long time ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ciao, pimples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5219466611285283257?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5219466611285283257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5219466611285283257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5219466611285283257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5219466611285283257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2008/06/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-7330748515105659414</id><published>2008-04-12T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:22:58.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encounter with an Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So, I want to talk about it but I really do not want people to tease about it because there simply isn't anything to tease about. So those people who know who it is and stuff, please just appreciate the fact that there are people who are just nice without agenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I forgot how it all started but I just remembered Angel wanting to come over to play, then I was like no way because my room is uber messy (please ask Jianzhou and Junyuan for more detailed information). However Angel insisted that it came and helped pack it with me. Frankly, I was thinking Angel is probably going to come over and I will settle it in front of the television and we'll just chat. In fact, I had hopes that Angel will get lazy and not come but it did. Angel arriving at my home was the first thing that really surprised me because it lives far from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I was kinda just starting to pack when Angel arrived and it told me to carry on. It just sat there watching me pack at first because I was after all packing my clothes and really didn't want it to be helping me anyway. Then I cleared an area and gasped at the dust bunnies! No, they are not cute at all. That was when my dad and Angel stepped in to clean and pack while I just lazed around, rinsing cloths and getting stuff occasionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;To shorten the already very long entry, I have seen more of my floor than I have in about two years and well, it is dust-free for now. Guess I will have to maintain it somehow and yes, I will clear it up totally somehow. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I feel really loved and really lucky to have such a dad and on top of that, an Angel. I know I probably take my dad for granted most of the time but he is family, somehow that makes it different from Angel. Angel is just a friend, no obligations whatsoever. I do not like people whom I cannot trust to stay around me after seeing my room, to come over and see my room. As it is, I am a little low on self-esteem, I am afraid that people will leave or think worse of me after seeing how messy my room is. So far, only three people has see my room and well, all three are still my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;No one has ever done so much for me. I am really, really grateful and touched. Thank you, Angel. I did not disclose your name here because I do not know if you are comfortable with it or not. However, as I have mentioned at the beginning, for those of you who know who this Angel is, please do not tease it about this. As I have also mentioned, there is no other agenda other than an Angel at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know I am rattling on and on about it but I cannot help it. This entry maybe boring to you but Angel said that a repayment would be a blog entry, so here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Angel, I cannot thank you enough and so I can only offer you a lifetime of friendship and whatever you need that I can provide, e.g. hugs, a listening ear, a MSN chat window, a shoulder to cry on, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;As for the rest of you, I wish you good health and all till we next meet here for my next entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao, pimples. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-7330748515105659414?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/7330748515105659414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=7330748515105659414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7330748515105659414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7330748515105659414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2008/04/encounter-with-angel.html' title='Encounter with an Angel'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-3123552268379994487</id><published>2008-03-14T19:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T20:18:48.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hey! Fans from all sections of the Orchestra! Thank you for once again viewing my blog when I specifically tell you not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, since you are here, I might as well say some boring stuff so that I can get you to bugger off sooner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Congrats to the new committee! Let us welcome Jun Liang, our first baby of the new batch into NPCO! Guanjie, now that you are the next generation of Master of Spare Parts, you must honour our lineage. I want to tell four girls that I love them a lot, here goes (not in any sort of order except alphabetically): Jieyin, Libei, Weiqi, Xiuting. There is a group of people I want to thank for making me my life an absolute disaster: NPCO! All right, I lied, you pimples are a big part of my life. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Other news: I am still up for adoption, interested parties please contact me. Information: I am very easy to maintain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;NPCO babies, I am here for you, more importantly, I love you and most importantly, I am the cutest one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh my, I even bore myself as I am writing this. -yawns- I shall give you pimples more drama in my next post. Probably entitled "Gone with the Wind". Stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;P.S.: The Leap Years is a good film. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-3123552268379994487?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/3123552268379994487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=3123552268379994487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/3123552268379994487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/3123552268379994487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2008/03/short-note.html' title='Short Note'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-9218387189506490961</id><published>2008-03-01T23:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:47:06.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos/outing aft' AGM'08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R8l6BR6SE6I/AAAAAAAAACA/zlgbnT3L-Eo/s1600-h/IMG_2449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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AGM&apos;08'/><author><name>ferren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R-ZZmyxmM3I/AAAAAAAAACk/TAeMkiSCuS8/S220/DSC00094.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R8l6BR6SE6I/AAAAAAAAACA/zlgbnT3L-Eo/s72-c/IMG_2449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-7049515197887019392</id><published>2008-02-07T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T03:47:51.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008: First Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dearly Beloved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;We are gathered here today to read my first post of the gregorian and lunar year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;From the last time till today, a lot of things have happened. Good, bad and ugly. That is life for you, my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;For my ardent fans, this entry will be disappointing because I have no inspiration right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For those of you who gave up checking up my blog, I thank you. I have to keep drafts in order to keep my thoughts private because there are still readers. -glares at ardent fans- You say to have a private blog or write it in a diary? First of all, I do not want to privatise this blog as I do not want people to think I have too many secrets, so there you have it. (Also, because I am privately happy that people take the trouble to read my blog; boosts my ego.) Why not diary then? It simply takes up too much space and not environmentally friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, my movie review thingy is kinda stuck. So to start afresh, I promise to write an entry per film I watch. For now, I shall try with films I watch from the theatres. When I have more time, I will share other films with you pimples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The first film I watched this year and with my tour group is 27 Dresses. The whole film was all about me except the part where she stands up to her sister and ultimately gets married to a man who loves her. I have achieved neither. Anyway, it is not an exceptional film but because it is so close to heart that I have branded it my film. I truly hope that I will end up like the female lead but chances are slim, unlike me. Okay, no more lame stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;For more discussion, please feel free to approach me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;For more of me, please feel free to make contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;All right, as I have no inspiration right now, I shall stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-goes off to poo poo land-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-7049515197887019392?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/7049515197887019392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=7049515197887019392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7049515197887019392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7049515197887019392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2008/02/2008-first-entry.html' title='2008: First Entry'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5996000126907912208</id><published>2007-10-07T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T20:56:51.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forced "Entry"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Bwahahaha!!! I love my own wit. *boasts* Anyway, it is called forced entry due to a couple of reasons. I was like bored to tears, not because I have nothing to do but I am just doing things at my own pace and it is really snail-speed. (A snail might actually be faster. *bleh*) So I am forced to do something to elevate my boredom like writing an entry. Furthermore, Zhangyong was like, "it will put off your boredom for the time being" and "go go go...i wanna see your post...so faster update." So, I am obliging to this request of a reader. (After this entry, I am probably going to read a book till I start snoozing) Also, anyone knows what "forced entry" means literally. Wow! I spent one paragraph on something probably only I understand as wit. -grumbles and goes to the next paragraph-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So when I am not emotionally strained, I will probably not be able to come up with something good. This may be an emo club but still emo-ing all the time may not be the best course. Anyway, I want to thank each and everyone who made this year's birthday so amazing. Starting with Xi-Ge and finishing off with the Alumni drinking session. One of the most memorable birthdays I have ever had and really want to thank all those who made it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So Zhangyong and I were talking about stuff and one of the things that came up was the type of girls guys like. We mostly agreed that most guys like frail girls. Like I was telling him, in order to be someone I want to be, I have to give up the luxury of being frail. As a strong person, guys are generally not attracted to me, not to say being fat does not affect, it does very much actually but I really am over that point. So, I was just telling him, it will take a lot to get a guy to be interested enough in me to sweep me off my feet, figuratively, unless he can do it literally and well, that is definitely going to strain him. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I just remembered I have to thank everyone for going to the anniversary camp. Also, want to thank everyone who helped me get over my thigh cramp. I want to thank i-know-who for being such a gentleman. Bless him who has a nice smile, sweet voice and loving grace. Simply endearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;During this camp, I got to know Shaoxuan, Yizhong, Mingkai and Shuling better. I hope to see them a lot more during pracs. We will be right back after these messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Commercial break:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Are you unhappy? Do you have something you need to get off your mind? Well, what are you waiting for? Dial +65 9338 1478 and get instant happiness and laughter! And if you call within this lifetime, we'll throw in a couple of surprises too! Now, why are you still hesitating! Call now and you will receive a lifetime of love too! 30 days money back guarantee. Our operators are standing by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;And welcome back to today's episode on my blog. -smiles at the camera and pauses for the longest time- *awkward silence* Eh, right then! That's all for today's entry. I shall wait till inspiration hits me in the face or Zhangyong (or Ruixiang or Shengxuan) hits me in the face (or in Shengxuan's case, showing me Uranus!), before the next entry. Till then folks, drive safely, love your babies and brush your teeth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;List of birthday presents: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Birthday Greetings!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(All who remembered)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Secret OST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(Xi-Ge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Flexi Massager&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Meixin &amp;amp; Tingzien)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Swatch Watch, Pizzas &amp;amp; Chicken &lt;/span&gt;(Company)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Blackforest Cake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(NPCO and Zhihao [Kenneth])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1.5-litre bottle of Pokka Oolong Tea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(Zhihao [Kenneth])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;A nice birthday hug&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Huimin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mee Sua &amp;amp; Angpow&lt;/span&gt; (Popo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Day out!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Koh Teo Pin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chocolate cake with rum &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(Company)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Box of homemade chocolate cookies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Jieyin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Doll from China&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;(Liyan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Gigantic Doraemon Plushy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Jianzhou, Junyuan, Liyong, Jiankai, Wanhua, Jieyin, Huiyin, Yizhong, Xiuhui)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Big Brown Mushroom &amp;amp; NUM Rainbow Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; (Xiuting, Kailun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;500-millilitre bottle of Pokka Oolong Tea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Junyuan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Earrings, Blackforest Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Peixiang, Wan Ting, Yongyao, Shijie, Tingzien, Meixin, Zhihao [Kenneth])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Beer &amp;amp; Food&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Yongyao)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I really had a great birthday this year. Thank you for making this 27th anniversary of my life so wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I am going to get the S$120 purple owl plushy to complement my gigantic doraemon plushy! I need to get a bigger bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh yes, Shaoxuan, you still owe me a birthday hug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Eh, I really that is about it. See you all soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5996000126907912208?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5996000126907912208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5996000126907912208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5996000126907912208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5996000126907912208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/10/forced-entry.html' title='Forced &quot;Entry&quot;'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5886744395605372963</id><published>2007-09-21T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:54:51.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of The Cutest One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hear, hear. The cutest one is back and well, hopefully more often. Even though I am pretty sure that will not be the case. Let me start off with some routine, common blog stuff before we get to the intellectuals part. Well, I hope it is intellectual anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So, first off, from where I left off, basically, work is overwhelming and yet, I can squeeze in blogging time. Also, I went to Beijing and still trying to recover from it. I only bought Beijing Olympics 2008 memorabilia (a.k.a. souvenirs) for my family (nucleus and extended) and snacks (100 sausage thingies with corn in it and fruit bak kwa). The next big thing I was so looking forward when I came back was you-know-who's birthday. The other big thing was coming back to practise with my babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So what to expect from an old lady? Basically, nothing much, because I am dull. All right, starting the next portion with some stuff I want to talk it out and address and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I know I have talked to Xiuting and Jianzhou about this issue but I think leaving it in writing will serve as a reminder and hopefully, help others. As a couple of people might know, I have stopped flinging meat in Jiankai's face because it suddenly hit me that it is very rude and personally, I will get very angry if someone flung turtle / frog meat in my face. So I apologised and told him I will never do that to him or anyone, friend or no friend. If I am a friend to the vegetarian person, the more I should not. So anyway, I thought I was at least on the path to becoming a better person until...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;CZYa said that I like to put people down with my words. I was shocked. I did not realised I was being rude when I teased people whom I thought I could tease. Moreover, I never realised I was putting people down! You know, all my life, all I wanted to do was to make people feel good about themselves, make them a part of a group or something, make them feel that they are wanted and loved but CZYa made me realised that all I was doing was the complete opposite of what I was trying to achieve. I was in shock and well, I am looking into it now. The first person I have to try to be nice to is Xiuting, I will have to start validating that she is not as flat-chested as I have often said that she is. I maybe going on to 27 but really, I am no better than most 17 year olds. To many people, it is a weakness of mine. To me, I think I just know myself better than what others think they know. Then again, I always welcome criticisms and sometimes, I listen, sometimes I do not and other times, I just need a lot more reminder to change. One person who never failed to keep reminding me of my weaknesses is Wan Ting. I am really trying but seems like it is almost never enough. Nonetheless, I am still trying to become perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;All right, now some happy stuff. You-know-who is so you-know-what. Before I go on, is there any way, he cannot view this? Because it would seem like I am writing for him to read. All right, here's the deal, you-know-who, this is my blog, let me be able to erm...pour out my feelings here at least. :( -pours out feelings- Okay! Done! Haha, I cannot possibly write stuff about him fully knowing he will read it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you! *muacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;A song by the Carpenters just popped up in my head, entitled "Close to You". Very nice, meaningful lyrics and tune. Simple but beautiful. On the other hand, complexity is even more intriguing. That is why homosapien is my favourite specie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Everytime I want to write something inspirational or something, I am never near my blog. So yes, I guess you pimples will just have to wait for the next time my bulb lights up. Meanwhile, I saw a picture from a friend's display picture and thought it is pretty cool. (refer to fig. 1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I love all of you and if there is ever anytime, anywhere or anything you need from me (within my capacity and limits, and no, I am not talking about my waist or bustline), just give me a tinkle or message and yes, I will be there. -inserts some quantum theories-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Right then, I think it is way too long for you younglings to absorb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112586465455112770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HSBNbZn9U3k/RvOOTXzsAkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rPnc7lx_V04/s320/Even+the+freaks+need+love.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fig. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2389712353118662413-5886744395605372963?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5886744395605372963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5886744395605372963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5886744395605372963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5886744395605372963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/09/return-of-cutest-one.html' title='The Return of The Cutest One'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HSBNbZn9U3k/RvOOTXzsAkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rPnc7lx_V04/s72-c/Even+the+freaks+need+love.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-1867916687699726163</id><published>2007-08-31T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T02:15:44.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life goes at a much slower pace without this shrine's goddess here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eHDcxRPceiA/RtcH2sIsF4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CUax5E2_krA/s1600-h/Sound_of.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eHDcxRPceiA/RtcH2sIsF4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CUax5E2_krA/s320/Sound_of.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104557338789681026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;こいつはまさか、&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newtype"&gt;ニュータイプ&lt;/a&gt;？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-1867916687699726163?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/1867916687699726163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=1867916687699726163' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/1867916687699726163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/1867916687699726163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-goes-at-much-slower-pace-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Derf Shaya</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://bp3.blogger.com/_eHDcxRPceiA/RtcH2sIsF4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CUax5E2_krA/s72-c/Sound_of.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-789699183701554948</id><published>2007-08-27T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T08:32:38.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the blog is rotting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippeee!! CO's resuming tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey eileen, shall we go and see the golden retriever tomorrow afternoon??&lt;br /&gt;what does the owner say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obtw, i'm keeping 2 hamsters! Males! &lt;br /&gt;how does casie &amp; jojo sounds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss CO, but more excited about getting my 2 hamsters today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-789699183701554948?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/789699183701554948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=789699183701554948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/789699183701554948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/789699183701554948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-is-rotting-yippeee-cos-resuming.html' title=''/><author><name>ferren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R-ZZmyxmM3I/AAAAAAAAACk/TAeMkiSCuS8/S220/DSC00094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-4366441774626729759</id><published>2007-08-03T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T09:09:14.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's e season of...</title><content type='html'>examinations again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... i LOVE examinations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all e best to those mugging and pia-ing hard okay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiles everyone! exams r fun! no fear no fear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna study oso!! *whines*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Jushobuya, smiles and take care okay?&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: since nobody updated... i'm here to prevent e cobwebs from forming.&lt;br /&gt;ppp/s: Good luck for all ur examinations (once again)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-4366441774626729759?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/4366441774626729759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=4366441774626729759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/4366441774626729759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/4366441774626729759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-e-season-of.html' title='It&apos;s e season of...'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-6462522428655042361</id><published>2007-07-11T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T16:34:12.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The second principle of magic...things which have once been in contact with each other continue to act on each other at a distance after the physical contact has been severed.                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir James Frazer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-6462522428655042361?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/6462522428655042361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=6462522428655042361' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6462522428655042361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6462522428655042361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/07/second-principle-of-magic.html' title=''/><author><name>ferren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R-ZZmyxmM3I/AAAAAAAAACk/TAeMkiSCuS8/S220/DSC00094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-8752203934260831394</id><published>2007-06-29T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T01:15:15.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and becos i am bored and emo-ing away...</title><content type='html'>........ i've decided to upload THIS.&lt;br /&gt;haf a gd laff over it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/RoPsiv-yMqI/AAAAAAAAARY/faEFitqDFUg/s1600-h/ABCD0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/RoPsiv-yMqI/AAAAAAAAARY/faEFitqDFUg/s320/ABCD0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081164886343561890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-8752203934260831394?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/8752203934260831394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=8752203934260831394' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8752203934260831394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8752203934260831394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-becos-i-am-bored-and-emo-ing-away.html' title='and becos i am bored and emo-ing away...'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/RoPsiv-yMqI/AAAAAAAAARY/faEFitqDFUg/s72-c/ABCD0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-1185979703289418500</id><published>2007-06-18T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:29:35.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hello all! It has been a long time since I have blogged. Two very simple reasons: keeping readership small (only my fans will come here now and then to check my blog out) and well, i am simply too busy (due to work) and lazy (due to fatigue).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Right then, I am only blogging to tell you how boring my life is right now what with work, npco, khco and now, even studies! Yes, I am studying for my General Certificate of Education 'Ordinary' Levels. I have a wonderful sensei teaching me Additional Mathematics, Pure Chemistry and Pure Physics. She is not charging but I kinda feel bad so I will try and save up money and give her whatever I have. -breaks piggy bank and finds a few coins-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;People have all sorts of impression of me and well, some affect me while others, I just do not give a hoot about. Frankly, I am a person who is more about life than money though I must say that in this present time and place, currency talks more than the meaning of life. Then again, my life is not spend-time-with-nature kind of life, my life is more like money-needed-to-facilitate kinda life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I sometimes wonder if I would be able to lead a secluded life. Meaning, I have the basic necessities from Mother Nature (food, cloth, water, air, shelter) and leave this modern lifestyle. The answer is yes but I will be very sad to leave because while the world advances and I cannot partake in this amazing evolution. If you have nothing, you can lose only nothing. However, I do have something already, so it would be harder to leave it all behind. Moreover, where the heck would I go in Singapore to lead such a life? Bukit Timah Nature Reserve? Hardly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;So seeing that this is a highly implausible option, I have another and that is to purchase a double-decked bus then turn it into a dream mobile house. Now again, it seems implausible but hey, this is one dream I am not letting go because it has been with me since I knew what a mobile home is. Though when I was five or so, my mobile home was a shipment container floating in space, fully equipped with a fridge and bathroom. Please contact me face-to-face for an animated description of my dream home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I am sorry that this is such an incoherent entry. When I have inspiration, I am usually on the go so by the time I get in front of my computer, it is either gone or forgotten. I have a few issues that I would like to talk about. Like life, physics, philosophy and well, things that interest me or are worth mentioning. For now, I just want to let my fans know I am still alive and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, I guess that's all for now. Arigatou gozaimasu. Irashaimase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;P.S.: do itashi mashite (actually I am not sure if that is accurate, maybe Kaixuan or Xiuting can help correct it.) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-1185979703289418500?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/1185979703289418500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=1185979703289418500' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/1185979703289418500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/1185979703289418500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-8717314073939928160</id><published>2007-06-12T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T16:49:13.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='“As a Man thinketh”'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1902'/><title type='text'>“As a Man thinketh”, James Allen, 1902</title><content type='html'>“As a Man thinketh”, James Allen, 1902&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our business in life is not to get ahead of other people, but to get ahead of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To break our own record, to outstrip our yesterdays by todays, to bear our trials more beautifully than we ever dream we could, to whip the tempter inside and out as we never whipped him before, to give as we have never given, to do our work with more force and a finer finish than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the true idea, to get ahead of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To beat someone else in a game, or to be beaten, may mean much or little.&lt;br /&gt;To beat our own game means a great deal, whether we win or not.&lt;br /&gt;We are playing better than we ever did before, and that’s the point after all&lt;br /&gt;- To play a better game of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-8717314073939928160?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/8717314073939928160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=8717314073939928160' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8717314073939928160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8717314073939928160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-man-thinketh-james-allen-1902.html' title='“As a Man thinketh”, James Allen, 1902'/><author><name>ferren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R-ZZmyxmM3I/AAAAAAAAACk/TAeMkiSCuS8/S220/DSC00094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5919677766801960836</id><published>2007-06-10T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:00:32.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO-ing away.....</title><content type='html'>for e ppl arnd me (and probably me oso) recently... dunnoe y. but things seem troubling nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;some, we had gurl toks to make each other feel betta,&lt;br /&gt;some, it's best dat we leave them alone to think abt their own problems themselves... afterall, wat u can do for them, u alreadi tried. in fact, many times. self reflections for them... plus me being mentally drained.&lt;br /&gt;some things. can't b said in my own blog (how ironic *chuckle*)  and haf to b said here.&lt;br /&gt;some things, we tok abt, brings tears to each other. but i wunt cry. not anymore. after all, when we straighten our thoughts, we will find it unworthy to shed tears. for those still shedding tears, it's okay to shed... juz haf to wait for e moment whereby ur heart reali 想通了... it will b one day. i see my frens all being trapped. i can't help but to wanna cry wif them (but of cos i din. since i alreadi determined dat it's not worth it. and also becos once i've decided to b 绝情 to somebody, i wunt 心软).  all of us haf different forms of problems to emo abt. but e root cause is still abt e same. i can't help but to lament abt life and hope dat they will b happy again soon. as long as they r happy. nth else matters much to me. cos they r ones held the nxt closest to my heart other than e honourable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开心果也会有脆弱的一天. okok. mayb not 一天 but 很多天. but den again. not all e time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: yang, i saw uncle lim yesterdae when i went to collect my grad attire. hahaha! he came back to help out oso. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: 2dae is my best fren de bdae. happy bdae! = )  (though i doubt she reads e blog here. = X )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5919677766801960836?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5919677766801960836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5919677766801960836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5919677766801960836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5919677766801960836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/06/emo-ing-away_10.html' title='EMO-ing away.....'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-757301725426202033</id><published>2007-05-28T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:31:32.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cutest on earth...</title><content type='html'>is DEFINITELY NOT jushobuyayang-nugget (ask jz y got nugget behind. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but is HER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/RlrXaxAJW2I/AAAAAAAAANE/c5OyJ8U2-RM/s1600-h/AmandaChoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/RlrXaxAJW2I/AAAAAAAAANE/c5OyJ8U2-RM/s320/AmandaChoo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069601185389435746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*maternal instincts acting up once again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber cute rite???!!!  this was taken when she's 4 days old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jushobuya haf to step aside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-757301725426202033?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/757301725426202033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=757301725426202033' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/757301725426202033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/757301725426202033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/cutest-on-earth.html' title='The cutest on earth...'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/RlrXaxAJW2I/AAAAAAAAANE/c5OyJ8U2-RM/s72-c/AmandaChoo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-2951029947897822678</id><published>2007-05-24T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T03:16:41.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;All right, all you love of my life, I shall share a lesson with all of you. I will try it make it as short as I can but as you all know, I am long-winded and so that is unlikely. Therefore, please divert to another page if you are not ready for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;In the above paragraph, it is an example of detailed explanation and solution. It is actually quite redundant to most people but I like to be precise. If you think I am too long-winded, you are sorely mistaken, I know that people in the past are even worse. My source of reference: English literature. My favourite English writer, Oscar Wilde. Well, William Shakespeare, the Bronte sisters and other Englishmen I like too but I shall only talk about Oscar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Oscar puts the "Wilde" in bewilderment. His works are amazing and his letter are even more astounding. His letter is actually published in a book about a hundred over pages. Yes, you see right, one letter and it is over a hundred pages. By golly, you might say, what in the world did he write about? Well, that you can find out on your own if you borrow it from me. Did he do it at one go? I think he did but I cannot say for sure. I am still trying to find out more about his life and that letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Right then, I should probably come to tell you now the heart of this entry. It is about communication. I am a very rigid person when it comes to accuracy of words when speaking or writing. Thus, the loopholes of other people's words are easily detected and can be used against them. Evil as it sounds but yes, this is yours truly. So be wary about what you say to me. Also, when it comes to grammar and sentence structure, I am uberly strict too. That is why when I have to speak improperly, I feel involuntary twitches in my brain. Anyway, I finally understood the true meaning of communication, thanks to laymen and "Babel" (a film that you might like to catch and well, we can discuss it if you want to).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;All right, I made a promise to keep it short and think I have kept to it. Right readers, do let me know if you like more educational, emotional or whatever type of entries you would like to see more. Not that I will care much about what you want. -snickers-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-2951029947897822678?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/2951029947897822678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=2951029947897822678' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/2951029947897822678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/2951029947897822678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/art-of-communication.html' title='The Art of Communication'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-3052058857249895940</id><published>2007-05-16T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:38:38.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey this post goes out to you guys who reads this blog.&lt;br /&gt;i've just finished reading this epic novel ( it was really a torment coz it was a very very thick book). there is this interesting poem i found at the end of the novel, which i hope, can be an inspiration to you all: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is an opportunity, benefit from it&lt;br /&gt;life is a beauty, admire it&lt;br /&gt;life is a bliss, realize it&lt;br /&gt;life is a challenge, meet it&lt;br /&gt;life is a duty, complete it&lt;br /&gt;life is a game, play it&lt;br /&gt;life is costly, care for it&lt;br /&gt;life is wealth, keep it&lt;br /&gt;life is love, enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;life is mystery, know it&lt;br /&gt;life is a promise, fulfill it&lt;br /&gt;life is a sorrow, overcome it&lt;br /&gt;life is a song, sing it&lt;br /&gt;life ia a struggle, acceot it&lt;br /&gt;life is a tragedy, confront it&lt;br /&gt;life is an adventure, dare it&lt;br /&gt;life is luck, make it&lt;br /&gt;life is too precious, do not destroy it&lt;br /&gt;life is life, fight for it!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      from &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother Theresa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;                      a summary of her lifetime philosophies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-3052058857249895940?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/3052058857249895940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=3052058857249895940' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/3052058857249895940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/3052058857249895940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-this-post-goes-out-to-you-guys-who.html' title=''/><author><name>ferren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R-ZZmyxmM3I/AAAAAAAAACk/TAeMkiSCuS8/S220/DSC00094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-7827761125779677143</id><published>2007-05-14T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T00:33:57.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutesy Stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;For those of you who like cute emoticons and display pictures, Meixin has been kind enough to let me share it with all of you. Thank you, Xinxin! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://starie.o2r.net/images/Cute/"&gt;http://starie.o2r.net/images/Cute/&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/2389712353118662413-7827761125779677143?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/7827761125779677143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=7827761125779677143' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7827761125779677143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7827761125779677143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/httpstarie.html' title='Cutesy Stuff!'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5627176297596810768</id><published>2007-05-14T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T02:48:16.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i haf a new term for ultimate nua-ness....</title><content type='html'>and it's called....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooeyfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whines*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5627176297596810768?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5627176297596810768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5627176297596810768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5627176297596810768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5627176297596810768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-haf-new-term-for-ultimate-nua-ness.html' title='i haf a new term for ultimate nua-ness....'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-8338801751710364381</id><published>2007-05-13T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T05:13:38.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until now I haven't even blogged once at this blog, after being added in here as an admin by Eileen baomu. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I shall do so now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Err, so the song's up, and maggot's changed her seclusion days from 30 to 7 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel happy for her lah. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I'm chatting with her right now, about something I'm not sure if I can say it out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Scully she wants to keep it as low profile as possible, and then surprise all of us at once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You'll never know! -laughs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I don't know what to say now. Hmmm.. -thinks-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Only 1.5% of my brain's functioning now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1% is used to talk to Maggot while typing this, and 0.5% at Cystic Fibrosis. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eileen Baomu got me started thinking about this disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alrights, last thing to mention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;NP Strings is holding their Virtuoso VIX Concert on 23rd June, 7pm at Singapore Conference Hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tickets are going at $10 and $12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For more details, please visit their blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.virtuosoxiv.xmgfree.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;http://www.virtuosoxiv.xmgfree.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;This link is for the concert only. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;And I'm strongly encouraging all my cello &amp;amp; bass babies to go!&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alrights, that's all now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TATA! -waves goodbye-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/S: Happy Mama's Day! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-8338801751710364381?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/8338801751710364381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=8338801751710364381' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8338801751710364381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8338801751710364381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/until-now-i-havent-even-blogged-once-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrispin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05901187990541339072</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5033259864415004514</id><published>2007-05-11T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T01:22:57.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Session III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;All right, I am going to post an entry by hook or by crook and lo and behold, I am doing it right now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So anyway, I am "punishing" myself by secluding myself from i-know-who. The deal is to talk to i-know-who only when I have CO matters to talk about and refrain from personal issues, msn and sms. Kaixuan says I am silly and that I admit. Xiuting is tries to comfort me by telling me to shorten it from 30 days to 7 days, very tempting, I have to say but let us see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Today was my first test with him around. Yesterday quite successful in not talking to him and stuff even though I was typing away in his window but he does not know, because I did not see him. Today, I saw him but pretended I did not. Did not talk to him. Did not sms him. I wanted his attention yet I needed to make myself invisible. After supper though, he talked to me and I replied. Then did not want to give him the wrong idea, I told him I am not to talk to him for 30 days but he said it would not work. The problem is I can hardly bear it myself but I know I will have to go through it to learn my lesson. Xiuting's idea about 7 days is really starting to sound really tempting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So anyway, my cousin joined NPCO so for those of you reading this, please make her feel welcome. She may not be from NP but she loves music as much as we do. For those of you who do not know her name it is Janet or my preference, Shi1 Lei3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;All right, enough about my ranting about i-know-who. I want to tell my three little babies (Xiu Ting, Kai Xuan and Jun Yuan) to get well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I want to send my love to Hui Shi and Shi Lei, my two lovable cousins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I want to welcome Kai Lun to NPCO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I want us to have fun during CO camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I want to thank Mr. Lim for providing such great buns during the celebration of May babies. Speaking of which, I need to pay for the bun buns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Well, brain is officially fried. See you guys soon. I love you all except for those I loathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Ciaos, pimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;P.S.: Sorry ar, I forgot to add two things. What has love got to do with age, is not other factors more important? Also, after watching 200 Pounds Beauty, it really made me take a hard look at myself. Looks do matter in the end, I guess. -shrugs- I know I am bothersome but just these two things I needed to get off my chest. Thank you all for reading. If you want my autograph, just ask for it anytime. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5033259864415004514?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5033259864415004514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5033259864415004514' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5033259864415004514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5033259864415004514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/emo-session-iii.html' title='Emo Session III'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-9008214597782939248</id><published>2007-05-08T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:11:31.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Baby Blues....</title><content type='html'>Tuesday blues...... wednesday Navy blues...... Thursday Black!&lt;br /&gt;Friday.... Sky Blues! wahahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if Mr. Lee will b coming down 2dae....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-9008214597782939248?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/9008214597782939248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=9008214597782939248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/9008214597782939248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/9008214597782939248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/monday-baby-blues.html' title='Monday Baby Blues....'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-8196269968829512831</id><published>2007-05-05T10:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T11:03:56.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table align=center width=400&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#wwwwcc' width=400 align=center colspan=2 cellpadding=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Petpet Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=80&gt;&lt;img src='http://images.neopets.com/items/pets_huggy.gif' border=1 height=80 width=80&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=320&gt;I am a huggy. A huggy always loves to give a hug to anyone they see. They try to be friendly but sometimes they are so friendly they may seem annoying. What petpet are you? Click &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/~Traeria"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-8196269968829512831?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/8196269968829512831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=8196269968829512831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8196269968829512831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8196269968829512831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-petpet-are-you-i-am-huggy.html' title=''/><author><name>ferren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R-ZZmyxmM3I/AAAAAAAAACk/TAeMkiSCuS8/S220/DSC00094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-2538225517098115989</id><published>2007-05-02T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:33:24.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a miracle.......</title><content type='html'>dat i cleared my rm of minor junkies!!!!!!! and now my table is clear for e time being until small stuff piles up again... wahahha... reason to y i cleared my rm? hahaha. it's a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway, i am on cloud 10!&lt;br /&gt; uber happy. = DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DXO on friday wif my gurls! ladies nite.&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="7"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-2538225517098115989?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/2538225517098115989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=2538225517098115989' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/2538225517098115989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/2538225517098115989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-miracle.html' title='It&apos;s a miracle.......'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-6119046705521215598</id><published>2007-05-02T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:33:04.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down and Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Okay, I am conscious right now. So before I go out like a candlelight in a great storm, I shall share something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I went to work but I was down with flu and headache. So I took leave and went to watch the last screening of "Meet the Robinsons" at Bishan Golden Village with KTP (who looked simply too cute and maybe it is because I have not seen him for the longest time or maybe he is still the cutest one after all?-shrugs-). Anyway, the main thing is not about KTP, it is about the film. Whenever I am sick I tend to be more vulnerable and my emotions were definitely amplified so when and after watching the film, I was washing my face with salt water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;"Meet the Robinsons" is a film about an orphan and how he eventually gained a family. -sighs- Made me think of my family. I think closer ones would know about my nucleus family situation. For those of you who do not know, there is nothing much to know about so do not worry that you are missing out on anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I guess why I have stayed in NPCO for so long because I have substituted my nucleus family with NPCO. So yeah, probably would not quit until I die or circumstances force me so. One day, NPCO will be history too, then where will I turn to for family? Yes, I have relatives and they love me dearly but hey, at the end of the day, they have their own families to attend to. Also, I have been putting myself up for adoption for like the longest time yet, no one seems to want to adopt me. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;For those of you who are religious and tell me that there is always God. I can only tell you one thing, I am still a weak human who needs something more tangible. I know it sounds blasphemous but it is really tough to stand alone most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;It is strange how I have to worry about my nucleus family members because I know what they are going through and keep trying to solve their problems even though they do not know I am doing so. Sometimes I wonder if they know what kind of turmoil I am going through or what they are putting me through. One day, if I quit my nucleus family, it is because I have finally given up on trying to carry on this one-sided love affair with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;All right, I feel much better being able to type this all out. If you loved my sob story, please stay or come back to NPCO as often as you can. (This emotional story is actually an advertisement gimmick for NPCO.) For those of you out there that thinks this is a cry for attention, please do not bother yourself with it because it is not unless you can adopt me or know some family who will. :D I have my room, my best friend (for now) and my Animax so I am good for now, mostly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Right then, one long entry here. Thank you for being such a great audience once again. I bid you adieu and bonsoir. My eyeballs are burning (but I do not think it is fever) so I think I will just poof out now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-6119046705521215598?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/6119046705521215598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=6119046705521215598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6119046705521215598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6119046705521215598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/down-and-out.html' title='Down and Out'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-7088465612035606788</id><published>2007-05-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:50:30.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Session II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I am constantly on an emotional  see-saw when I am with Legolas. I am very happy but scared that my actions or words will go overboard. I should not have to deal with crap like that. After all, I did tell myself that I do not want to go through this tiring motion anymore. I will just go with the flow for now this one last time. Let it be the last time; fatigue is taking over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I lost a precious piece of paper. Have to get all the people to write it again. Luckily, I can remember more or less who were on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;For happy stuff, I want to thank this batch of babies for being so beautiful and precious. All the laughter and hard work we have shared and will continue to share for the time being, is just wonderful and amazing. I love each and everyone of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;In my opinion, emo sessions should be kept short so that people do not feel pressured. Well, till next time then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-7088465612035606788?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/7088465612035606788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=7088465612035606788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7088465612035606788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7088465612035606788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/05/emo-session-ii.html' title='Emo Session II'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-7321546084498166000</id><published>2007-04-29T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:27:47.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E2MAX!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hello boys and girls out there! I am now blogging at e2max and listening to Symphony 92.4 and behind me are two cute boys (Kenneth &amp;amp; Kaixuan) playing Gundam on PS3. I have nothing better to do so I blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Actually I wanted to blog this morning but I saw KTP in Clandestine so I started to talk to him then went to bed right after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;So anyway, I wanted to blog to tell you people how happy and sad I am. Happy because I spent time with someone alone for the third time! Do not get me wrong, I love hanging out with everyone but when I am alone with him, we get to talk more and I get to know more of him. Anyway, I am sad because a dear friend of mine has not been feeling well for the past two days. I wish I can do more for this friend of mine but all I can do is just be there if me friend needs me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I miss KTP. I know it an old issue but I need to say it out so I do not feel so suffocated. I can literally count the number of people who have stuck through with me all these years. Haha, I am not complaining I am just letting you guys know how fortunate I am to be able to count the number of friends I have! So if you ever need a friend like that, just know that I am here for you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Have a great week ahead! Spiderman 3 on Labour Day at 6.30pm! What time are we meeting before that? I want to hang out with all of you! -hugs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ciao, pimples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-7321546084498166000?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/7321546084498166000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=7321546084498166000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7321546084498166000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7321546084498166000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/e2max.html' title='E2MAX!!!'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-8783559079300465855</id><published>2007-04-25T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:27:34.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ferren'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uerm.. actualli i'm taking time off to blog.. haha i not no life de..&lt;br /&gt;i'll be watching a local play 'Blithe Spirit' with my colleague tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;friday got church prayer meeting and i'll be off to Rombin on saturday. will only be back on sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhay, i've trying to get over th fatigue i since suffered during my company's d&amp;d last saturday. still in the process of recovery. sianz just because pretty then everywhere got admirers then got trouble. (this shall provide a source of ridicule on jushobuyayang blog). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come i shall be your laughing stock!&lt;br /&gt;i give thyself to thee all free-ly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-8783559079300465855?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/8783559079300465855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=8783559079300465855' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8783559079300465855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8783559079300465855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/uerm.html' title=''/><author><name>ferren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R-ZZmyxmM3I/AAAAAAAAACk/TAeMkiSCuS8/S220/DSC00094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-8330025809036447418</id><published>2007-04-25T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T12:48:40.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleahs....</title><content type='html'>Jushobuya is saeing WE dun haf a life? hurhurhur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kicks jushobuya and drags her to my place. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahhahaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-8330025809036447418?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/8330025809036447418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=8330025809036447418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8330025809036447418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8330025809036447418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/bleahs.html' title='bleahs....'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-958771341365233702</id><published>2007-04-23T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T23:06:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;So yeah, there you go. I have not blogged and neither has anyone so I thought to just write some rubbish here to entertain people with no life who comes here to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not emo as I know how precious time and life is but a couple of things I want to say.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all to Wan Ting: dear girl, you know you can do better than what you're doing right now. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I want to say is that, thank you to all who made my life so happy during your school holidays. Now that all of you are back in school, I feel kind of lonely but hey, I have the memories to live by and a few of you still talk to me constantly. I guess that is enough for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am done talking about those couple of things. Let us move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I have totally neglected my best friend over this month or so but turned out that I finally got what he meant by me getting a bigger social circle. That my life does not revolve around his. I think I prefer to be alone rather than without him. So, I was reading this article on www.yahoo.com this morning and it states that men and women can be friends, as long as they already have someone in their life, they are really not each other's type and one of them is homosexual. Sadness. Anyway, back to my best friend, this year is our 9th year, we will be celebrating our 10th anniversary next year, I wonder what I should do for him. Side note: he makes very nice life-size sand turtles. I can go on and on about him but really should not bore my audience. Talk about him some other time. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason why I do not like blogs, I cannot freely write what I feel as I do not want to hurt people's feelings or have them avoid me and such. Well, I hope I will have less emo entries from now on but we will see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, pimples! See you in my next entry. -bows out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-958771341365233702?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/958771341365233702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=958771341365233702' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/958771341365233702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/958771341365233702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/stuffs-1.html' title='Stuffs 1'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-7877832062605287947</id><published>2007-04-20T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:42:04.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I.F!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>wkend is here! celebrate! hahaha. siao liao lar.&lt;br /&gt;i'm juz trying to liven things up here. where r e rest hur? yuan is joining in soon! = D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like sooooooooooooo random. haha.&lt;br /&gt;me and my randomness.&lt;br /&gt;blog ppl, blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-7877832062605287947?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/7877832062605287947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=7877832062605287947' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7877832062605287947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7877832062605287947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/tgif.html' title='T.G.I.F!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-8977679513259462964</id><published>2007-04-18T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T02:33:45.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New butts! *clears throat* I mean buds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Yay! Fleshies! *clears throat* I mean Freshies! *snickers at the number of new butts* I am actually happy to see six new faces. Let me recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Yi Jie (i think) - Pipa (my favourite guy for the moment cos he says I am only 21! :D even though he asked me what my real age is and I told him, very much older than he is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Guan Jie (i think) - Cello (very smiley guy! yay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Ke Qi (confirm correct) - Er Hu (very pretty girl!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Jun Jie (confirm correct) - I have no idea what he plays (i am going to use his name a lot! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Wei Cong (or is it Chong) - no idea what he plays too (the cutest guy so far for this batch! but of course no one can be cuter than *coughsiknowwhocoughs*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Wen Xin (or is it Xing) - I am sure she plays some instrument (she is from mcm, maybe we can talk about loc vid together!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;All right, I am definitely looking forward to seeing a bigger family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Kudos to everyone who helped out in any way for CCA Fiesta 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-8977679513259462964?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/8977679513259462964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=8977679513259462964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8977679513259462964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/8977679513259462964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-butts-clears-throat-i-mean-buds.html' title='New butts! *clears throat* I mean buds!'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-6526046575364997251</id><published>2007-04-17T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T13:03:19.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where r e others?</title><content type='html'>ferren blog le... where r e others?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway... had a great monday! = D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-6526046575364997251?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/6526046575364997251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=6526046575364997251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6526046575364997251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6526046575364997251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-r-e-others.html' title='where r e others?'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-3798026331389862689</id><published>2007-04-16T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:05:01.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ferr-emo-ionized</title><content type='html'>tomorrow's tuesday again.. lookin' forward to CO becoz of my cello and the poeple around. i'm really trying hard to improve the standard of my music making.. tryin' too hard not to create smoke.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could join you guys for supper after practice every night, build rapport. but i get too tired everytime &amp; i reckon that responsibilities are more impt. i cannot go to work with a sleepy face. but i miss going out with you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv ya og..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannnot summarize in words how much joy CO had given to me.. (sobs,)&lt;br /&gt;nber tot of playing a musical instrument. had been dancing all my life.&lt;br /&gt;always tot i will continue dancing. but poeple, (including those who had left our club) changed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being with you guys, made me feel yang. goin out with you guys is always heaven coz there isn't a sense of burden overloaded in you all. i supose that's what they mean by youth is one's greatest asset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thru' you guys, i learnt to love myself, treasure what i have. i have great plans up ahead and CO has always been part of that greater plan. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart will always go on... &lt;br /&gt;with NPCO..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-3798026331389862689?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/3798026331389862689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=3798026331389862689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/3798026331389862689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/3798026331389862689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/ferr-emo-ionized.html' title='ferr-emo-ionized'/><author><name>ferren</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VcbqFbhWyRc/R-ZZmyxmM3I/AAAAAAAAACk/TAeMkiSCuS8/S220/DSC00094.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5925552511012329660</id><published>2007-04-15T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T20:20:20.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring sunday...</title><content type='html'>being moody...  where is everybody aniway?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Jushobuya's previous post seems like some award winning speech. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or it cud oso seem like her last words or something. *choy!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is e whole world dead aniway?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5925552511012329660?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5925552511012329660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5925552511012329660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5925552511012329660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5925552511012329660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/boring-sunday.html' title='Boring sunday...'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5098206294613521348</id><published>2007-04-14T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T13:01:58.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All right, not many people come to this blog but whoever comes and reads this will get emotional over what I am about to say.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*prepares tissue paper*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Editor's note: Entertain me and cry, plsthx!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have no idea when the holiday started but all I can say is, from the time it started I had a hell of a great time! Not only did I get to know more about someone I wanted to know more about, I got to make new friends and enhanced my knowledge of old ones. It may not seem much to anyone but from the very depths of my heart that is situated in my bosom, I have to thank all of you for a memorable time. When older age comes, I may forget but while it is still fresh in my mind, I would like to thank the following people. It will be long so please bear with me. If not, you may just skip to your name. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will start from the right to the left (except for the first eleven people and the last second one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;全老师, thank you for supporting, guiding, teaching, telling stories and jokes to us. Banzai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;沈老师, thank you for always pointing me in the right direction! Please take time to join our events! Banzai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;师姐, thank you for always having patience and gently pointing out things that I fail to see or learn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Shuoqian, thank you for letting me see you at least once a year. Study hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Meixin, thank you for keeping me company when I am working and out with you. You are precious.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Wan ting, thank you for keeping me in view of myself and more importantly, repeating it till I see your point. In other words, never giving up on me and helping me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tingzien, thank you for always making me laugh but more importantly for being a frank friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Wenxi, thank you for taking the time out to be with us, loving and guiding us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yanpo, thank you for being a friend no matter what we have been through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Peixiang, thank you for bringing such joy to my life, letting me laugh at you all the time. Such a sacrifice! Also for sharing your family with me. Send my love to your family and tortoises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Junqiang, thank you for being "Agent Smith" and letting me ride on your motorbike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yixuan, thank you for making me see the truth. Yang: Are you calling me PHAT?!! Yixuan: Duh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Huizhen, thank you for being such a great butt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Xiuting, thank you for letting me know you a little better over these few days. It means a lot to me that you trust and love me that much, I will return the trust and love to you too. Also, you know I am here at your service should you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Xiuxian, thank you for being patient with me as well as lending a helping hand whenever it is needed. *passes you the DVDs to be returned to PUNGGOL PLAZA!!! and flashes a smile of innocence*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Soojing, thank you for all you have done for us and hope you can carry on your hard work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Liqing, thank you for coming down for the Graduation Camp 2007 even though it was only for a short while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Jieyin, thank you for helping me set up this blog and being a big girl in almost every sense of that word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Shuyu, thank you for accompanying me around during open house and hope to have you join us in our events should time permits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Zhiyan, thank you for being part of the Yang family and well, being so funny and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kaixuan, thank you for always flattering (alas, not flattening) and going that extra step with me. Also, filling my brain with knowledge of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Kenneth, thank you for spurring me on with your unfailing encouragement. I wish you all the best in your studies when you finish serving time for our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tingyao, thank you for your ideas and views but please take care of yourself, you look far too pale and slim now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ruixiang, thank you for taking time to spend time with us. Hope to see you more often in practise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ivan, thank you for being such a lovable kid. I cannot seem to stay angry with you for more than one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Shengxuan, thank you for being from someone I really detested to someone I really care for. You have done more than you accredit yourself for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Zhizhong, thank you for always playing beautiful tunes on the piano and being a reliable dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Junyuan, thank you for that big smile and heart. Like I said the other day, I am honoured to have known you. You are incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Liyan, thank you for taking time and effort to be a part of our family and opening up to us. Great job with the scores and other things we have asked for help for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yihui, thank you for always taking part in our events even in your busy schedule and that means a lot to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Wanhua, thank you for teaching me er hu whenever and that smile of yours is just so radiant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yihong, thank you for joining in our events when you can, making me laugh to no ends with your "一剑见血" remarks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Huiyin, thank you for introducing "花样少年少女" to me, I absolutely adore the show and its music. Also, for making me laugh and taking care of me. *feels some sort of maternal love from you*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tianci, thank you for being a great dude to hang out with and taking care of my kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jianzhou, thank you for being the perfect one and our newly-appointed president. Do not carry the world on your shoulders when you can get others (especially me) to help carry it with you. *glances furtively around and whispers* I have a lot more to say but I think it is better I write you a letter of it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All right, I know I have left out at least two current members and numerous graduates but that does not mean I have forgotten about them but I just thought I will mention those who are almost always around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I really thank each and everyone in Ngee Ann Polytechnic Chinese Orchestra for everything. From the very first day till now, NPCO has been a great source of laughter and tears but come what may, it will be most important to me. I love you all and hope to carry on its legacy of music and being a family, batch after batch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;-ends emo session-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5098206294613521348?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5098206294613521348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5098206294613521348' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5098206294613521348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5098206294613521348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/emo-session.html' title='Emo Session'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-6348098199461009518</id><published>2007-04-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T00:01:38.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking emo....</title><content type='html'>all thanks to jushobuya... *glares at jushobuya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asteroids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrgrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pulls hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bites Jushobuya*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-6348098199461009518?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/6348098199461009518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=6348098199461009518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6348098199461009518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6348098199461009518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/freaking-emo.html' title='freaking emo....'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-6138153736901560093</id><published>2007-04-13T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T17:20:35.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Good evening to you. Today's weather report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*points to the west of the map of Singapore*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;On the west side of Singapore, it is reported that there are dark clouds looming over the sky and with tendency of rain and thunder approaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*points to the south of the map of Singapore*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In town today we have a lot of moonshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*points to the east of the map of Singapore*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In the northeast side, it will be a clear and starry night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*points to the north of the map of Singapore*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mostly, there is just a clear night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ff99;"&gt;(Go figure what all those mean if you are that bored)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-6138153736901560093?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/6138153736901560093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=6138153736901560093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6138153736901560093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6138153736901560093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/weather-report.html' title='Weather Report'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-4361917436632926276</id><published>2007-04-13T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T01:31:00.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Skills I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;All right, I think I teased someone too much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;*pouts*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I mean no harm but I think harm was done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;*goes off to emo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Anyway, bottomline being this: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;do not push your luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;-end of life skills i-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-4361917436632926276?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/4361917436632926276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=4361917436632926276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/4361917436632926276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/4361917436632926276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-skills-i.html' title='Life Skills I'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-7855646710959307044</id><published>2007-04-12T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:51:37.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bored....</title><content type='html'>wif nobody else to entertain me except for Jushobuya.&lt;br /&gt;my pasta cooking yesterdae went uber well!!! i am a happy gurl. shall cook again soon... hahaha. for FA. lol.&lt;br /&gt;he saes he wanna haf a taste of it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Jushobuya, dun u DARE comment abt this! i noe wat u're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sign out -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-7855646710959307044?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/7855646710959307044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=7855646710959307044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7855646710959307044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7855646710959307044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-bored.html' title='I&apos;m bored....'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5235827937184695533</id><published>2007-04-12T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T10:39:23.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>女人的心声</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Xiu Ting and I went to Kinokuniya at Bugis and well, we saw this book that all males should get it and it is only at S$10.40 (w/GST)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Recommended book of the day: "What Men Know about Women"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I assure all females out there already know the answer and all males out there are dying to know if they right about what they know about women. All right, that is about it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#99ff99;"&gt;P.S.: I still do not really know how to blog so give me some time. If you do feel bored, come back way later to see if I have improved. *cheers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;{x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thought of the day: Better yet, do not come back so I can start blogging how I really feel about YOU! -inserts evul laughter-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5235827937184695533?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5235827937184695533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5235827937184695533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5235827937184695533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5235827937184695533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='女人的心声'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5736063671124070882</id><published>2007-04-11T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T16:18:27.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Jushobuya....</title><content type='html'>where is everyone hur? Jiunnyuan bluff me sae he will come and blog! i shall see laters.&lt;br /&gt;yang is uber bored. hahahaha. i can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sign out -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5736063671124070882?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5736063671124070882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5736063671124070882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5736063671124070882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5736063671124070882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/stupid-jushobuya.html' title='Stupid Jushobuya....'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-5465861922279022728</id><published>2007-04-11T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T14:46:47.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yours &amp; Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It seems like this blog belongs to Jie Yin and me. At first it seemed a little boring but come to think of it, it is pretty cool. First shared blog in the whole blog universe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;-toddles off to some other place-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-5465861922279022728?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/5465861922279022728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=5465861922279022728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5465861922279022728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/5465861922279022728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/yours-mine.html' title='Yours &amp; Mine'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-1319652695522825676</id><published>2007-04-11T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T11:52:56.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil plot of Jushobuya</title><content type='html'>she's plotting to bore this place so dat we will all leave here!!! it's okay. i will sit here and refuse to budge. wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;lame 到要死 leh. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-1319652695522825676?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/1319652695522825676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=1319652695522825676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/1319652695522825676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/1319652695522825676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/evil-plot-of-jushobuya.html' title='Evil plot of Jushobuya'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-6603606554843573972</id><published>2007-04-11T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T11:47:40.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I knew this blog would be a flop because I am boring. After everyone stops coming here, I will start writing stuff. Meanwhile, I am going to bore all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Joke of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yang: Knock Knock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Zhi Zhong: Who's there? -prays for a cute girl-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yang: Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Zhi Zhong: Wall who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yang: Walnut lah! Who you expecting? 我的美人ah? Crrrrrrrrrrrazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Zhi Zhong: (-.-)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Word of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-family: courier new;"&gt;"To sleep or not to sleep?" - Wang Xiu Xian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;That's all, folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-6603606554843573972?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/6603606554843573972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=6603606554843573972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6603606554843573972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/6603606554843573972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/forever-boring.html' title='Forever Boring'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-9206732183393229880</id><published>2007-04-10T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:38:08.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring day....</title><content type='html'>wif nobody to entertain me... except for Jushobuya!!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl... approve and blog leh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-9206732183393229880?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/9206732183393229880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=9206732183393229880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/9206732183393229880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/9206732183393229880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/boring-day.html' title='Boring day....'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-3390698459774389893</id><published>2007-04-10T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:55:01.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wah! My very first blog entry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Erm...okay, be nice to the cutest one!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*points at self*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ff99;"&gt;-turns into an onigiri and rolls out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-3390698459774389893?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/3390698459774389893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=3390698459774389893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/3390698459774389893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/3390698459774389893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-first-entry.html' title='My First Entry'/><author><name>Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08251822751062550339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389712353118662413.post-7340291310547870964</id><published>2007-04-10T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T12:03:16.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e birth of yang's blog....</title><content type='html'>born on 10th April 2007 at 12 noon!!! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389712353118662413-7340291310547870964?l=jushobuyayang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/feeds/7340291310547870964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389712353118662413&amp;postID=7340291310547870964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7340291310547870964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389712353118662413/posts/default/7340291310547870964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jushobuyayang.blogspot.com/2007/04/e-birth-of-yangs-blog.html' title='e birth of yang&apos;s blog....'/><author><name>AyuLeeNz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514987100176740113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HIZDX9C88Wo/SFeXEJ97pvI/AAAAAAAAA7o/l9bHQPkq-QY/S220/Myself+140.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
