<?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-3613727063910128059</id><updated>2011-11-27T00:26:21.843+08:00</updated><category term='Notices'/><category term='specials'/><category term='updates'/><title type='text'>wu-liao-nan-hai</title><subtitle type='html'>~ [Insert cheesy statement] ~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-5467486668600201953</id><published>2011-11-27T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T00:26:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoah.. this place is a desert..</title><content type='html'>Or maybe it's a cricket farm. Crik crik crik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-5467486668600201953?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5467486668600201953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5467486668600201953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5467486668600201953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5467486668600201953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2011/11/whoah-this-place-is-desert.html' title='Whoah.. this place is a desert..'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-6428975186151640761</id><published>2010-06-29T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:34:00.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goldstar beer print ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I should post up something. Just to keep the blog a little active.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/TCjOrIbO7AI/AAAAAAAAAes/NXirCT9z2xw/s1600/thankgod1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/TCjOrIbO7AI/AAAAAAAAAes/NXirCT9z2xw/s400/thankgod1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487863386342353922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/TCjOq__04CI/AAAAAAAAAek/HAp9vFkFaXc/s1600/goldstar-beer-men-vs-women-decision-making-sch%C3%A9ma2-advertising-ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/TCjOq__04CI/AAAAAAAAAek/HAp9vFkFaXc/s400/goldstar-beer-men-vs-women-decision-making-sch%C3%A9ma2-advertising-ad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487863384079917090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/TCjOqeGuoKI/AAAAAAAAAec/_v-8Ly32CRI/s1600/Beer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/TCjOqeGuoKI/AAAAAAAAAec/_v-8Ly32CRI/s400/Beer1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487863374982062242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3613727063910128059-6428975186151640761?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6428975186151640761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=6428975186151640761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6428975186151640761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6428975186151640761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-thought-i-should-post-up-something.html' title='Goldstar beer print ad'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/TCjOrIbO7AI/AAAAAAAAAes/NXirCT9z2xw/s72-c/thankgod1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-2837970666699294450</id><published>2010-06-10T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:59:54.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... rant rant rant...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3613727063910128059-2837970666699294450?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/2837970666699294450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=2837970666699294450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2837970666699294450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2837970666699294450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2010/06/urgh.html' title='Urgh...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-3224873660095357257</id><published>2010-04-30T01:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:09:41.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I lost a PS3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S9nJ5PDzm5I/AAAAAAAAAds/z-nr0ZPvHHo/s1600/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and I gained another PS3! Only slimmer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How my heart hurts for the lost of my Phat PS3; and how my heart rejoice for my new Slim PS3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh dear Phat PS3, I will always remember the hours and hours of gameplay I spent with you. I still remember the day we first met; it wasn't easy, but we pulled through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear, o' dearest sweet Phat PS3, I also remember the day I let you go. You hit my knee with your Phat exterior, causing a bruise to my knee. But I forgive dear for my hands were slippery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the dreaded day came when I was too careless, too selfish. On your most vulnerable time I exposed you to danger, and it was never the same again. I needed to redeem myself. You do not deserve me for your HDMI port was fried. You are no longer HD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But time has passed and we gotta move on, I'm letting you go for Slim PS3. It's a guy thing, you wouldn't understand. Don't get me wrong though, I'm sure you'll find someone else one day. When that day comes, I hope you'll have memorable times with the new special one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my ol' Phat PS3 with great sentimental value.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S9nJ5PDzm5I/AAAAAAAAAds/z-nr0ZPvHHo/s320/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465621607923030930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S9nJ534bHZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kWc9ZV8EGZE/s320/IMG_9605.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465621618881142162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-3224873660095357257?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3224873660095357257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3224873660095357257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3224873660095357257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3224873660095357257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-i-lost-ps3.html' title='So I lost a PS3...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S9nJ5PDzm5I/AAAAAAAAAds/z-nr0ZPvHHo/s72-c/DSC00350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3453818127559448225</id><published>2010-04-17T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T04:26:36.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VGL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S8jHzXkCXrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7lQ1AE_egJU/s1600/vgl_high_res_logo_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S8jHzXkCXrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7lQ1AE_egJU/s400/vgl_high_res_logo_final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460834233499147954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See you there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3613727063910128059-3453818127559448225?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3453818127559448225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3453818127559448225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3453818127559448225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3453818127559448225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2010/04/vgl.html' title='VGL'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S8jHzXkCXrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7lQ1AE_egJU/s72-c/vgl_high_res_logo_final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-2828270976518325392</id><published>2010-03-18T22:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:21:21.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epistula non erubescit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S6JE29CuwtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/NCa8v8kE7y8/s1600-h/Ellen_sketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 394px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S6JE29CuwtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/NCa8v8kE7y8/s400/Ellen_sketch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449994209961362130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-2828270976518325392?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/2828270976518325392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=2828270976518325392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2828270976518325392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2828270976518325392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2010/03/esto-perpetua.html' title='Epistula non erubescit...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S6JE29CuwtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/NCa8v8kE7y8/s72-c/Ellen_sketch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-2956049725765910282</id><published>2010-03-16T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:09:57.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...ad perpetuam rei memoriam... P B C</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-Q7R95G2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/nVDvUrgakm0/s1600-h/634833822l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-Q7R95G2I/AAAAAAAAAdM/nVDvUrgakm0/s320/634833822l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449233422251268962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-Q62Pr9NI/AAAAAAAAAdE/er6A4eBHGmI/s1600-h/BaptismService2005Carols094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-Q62Pr9NI/AAAAAAAAAdE/er6A4eBHGmI/s320/BaptismService2005Carols094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449233414809711826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-Q6fWsJJI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ZbsVF5Ndj-c/s1600-h/DSC03071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-QrnZ9I4I/AAAAAAAAAcs/i2YRIm5jPCU/s320/DSCN8273.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449233153128211330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-QrFgsItI/AAAAAAAAAck/FeXEWRYYHFM/s1600-h/IMG_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-QrFgsItI/AAAAAAAAAck/FeXEWRYYHFM/s320/IMG_0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449233144029651666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-QqvU2-aI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Kt1UIAvSIDs/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-QqvU2-aI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Kt1UIAvSIDs/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449233138074450338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-QqSrE0kI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ouTIAQSmQTc/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S5-QqSrE0kI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ouTIAQSmQTc/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449233130383004226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;...memento vivere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); 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How are you doing today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S3wBgETC8pI/AAAAAAAAAcE/LwGlqXqERw4/s1600-h/Issabelle_portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S3wBgETC8pI/AAAAAAAAAcE/LwGlqXqERw4/s320/Issabelle_portrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439224100377784978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Digital portrait of Issabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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/3613727063910128059-3056065215387560960?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3056065215387560960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3056065215387560960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3056065215387560960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3056065215387560960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2010/02/digital-portrait-of-issabelle.html' title='Hello everyone! 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And Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-890559110253911297?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/890559110253911297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=890559110253911297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/890559110253911297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/890559110253911297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-im-off.html' title='And I&apos;m off!'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-8048101475571942585</id><published>2010-01-21T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:43:28.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...ad perpetuam rei memoriam... T O A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h11aifUpI/AAAAAAAAAb0/m-gjw8O2pj0/s1600-h/n625977488_1167728_4213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h11aifUpI/AAAAAAAAAb0/m-gjw8O2pj0/s320/n625977488_1167728_4213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429218911312630418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h1nDT0liI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HfSyV1kQVg0/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h1nDT0liI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HfSyV1kQVg0/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429218664558925346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h1mrL-MtI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KtTRFwoLU_k/s1600-h/1_903787338l.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h0tQUW4hI/AAAAAAAAAa8/j44TSYiqihY/s320/Lost__by_eggyjon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429217671618421266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h0s9m_SwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/05Dhk0siOqs/s1600-h/IMG_2208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h0s9m_SwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/05Dhk0siOqs/s320/IMG_2208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429217666596293378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h0sd5oarI/AAAAAAAAAas/X5-VSEFb0zw/s1600-h/openhse+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h0sd5oarI/AAAAAAAAAas/X5-VSEFb0zw/s320/openhse+048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429217658084551346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h0rxxj48I/AAAAAAAAAak/G7CxWgUJTJM/s1600-h/kakiblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h0rxxj48I/AAAAAAAAAak/G7CxWgUJTJM/s320/kakiblue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429217646239540162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...memento vivere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-8048101475571942585?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/8048101475571942585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=8048101475571942585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8048101475571942585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8048101475571942585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2010/01/ad-perpetuam-rei-memoriam-t-o.html' title='...ad perpetuam rei memoriam... T O A'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/S1h11aifUpI/AAAAAAAAAb0/m-gjw8O2pj0/s72-c/n625977488_1167728_4213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-8181692290684826597</id><published>2009-12-28T09:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:04:10.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M COMING HOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've graduated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/SzgQcltLlaI/AAAAAAAAHrw/BSpVWhxK9PI/s320/DSC_9561.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420100234884388258" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and heading back to homeland tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;meet up ASAP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;number's still the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wanna *ehems* ktv, pool party, and game night! heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh and im going to create ean a facebook account! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spend my last few moments feeling young before I hit the gruesome working world. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3613727063910128059-8181692290684826597?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/8181692290684826597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=8181692290684826597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8181692290684826597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8181692290684826597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-coming-home.html' title='I&apos;M COMING HOME!'/><author><name>WnE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/SzgQcltLlaI/AAAAAAAAHrw/BSpVWhxK9PI/s72-c/DSC_9561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-410114805455844293</id><published>2009-12-21T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:34:12.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...ad perpetuam rei memoriam... L U C T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sy5RsyH2XiI/AAAAAAAAAac/UtwSJwQXc_E/s1600-h/DSC00089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sy5RsyH2XiI/AAAAAAAAAac/UtwSJwQXc_E/s320/DSC00089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417357231584075298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sy5Rsq3gjZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eiRpJW8uTSo/s1600-h/DSC00420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sy5Rsq3gjZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eiRpJW8uTSo/s320/DSC00420.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417357229636488594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sy5RGw4qHoI/AAAAAAAAAaM/K39ztCufnvM/s1600-h/DSC07112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sy5RFa8yLvI/AAAAAAAAAZs/44hVGXTEFis/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417356555348750066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;...m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;emento vivere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia;color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; 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L U C T'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sy5RsyH2XiI/AAAAAAAAAac/UtwSJwQXc_E/s72-c/DSC00089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-6089318255599946286</id><published>2009-12-10T01:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T02:09:59.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...ad perpetuam rei memoriam... S M K D U</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sx_iI25fSQI/AAAAAAAAAXk/boWVtlu1E04/s320/108_0853-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413293918926096642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sx_iJV0eVeI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8JfrkfTUBnA/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413293927226562018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 158px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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-webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;...m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;emento vivere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sx_iZBVlY9I/AAAAAAAAAYM/fqQ--Mm_b54/s1600-h/P1000320.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sx_iKvP18mI/AAAAAAAAAYE/VsH6JwQ2jBo/s1600-h/780810821l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sx_iJ1u6ruI/AAAAAAAAAX8/9VMNkj69jV4/s1600-h/P1000192.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sx_iJp9Dk8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/erTsSTHzYHw/s1600-h/DSCN4281.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sx_iJV0eVeI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8JfrkfTUBnA/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3613727063910128059-6089318255599946286?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6089318255599946286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=6089318255599946286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6089318255599946286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6089318255599946286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/12/ad-perpetuam-rei-memoriam-s-m-k-d-u.html' title='...ad perpetuam rei memoriam... S M K D U'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Sx_iI25fSQI/AAAAAAAAAXk/boWVtlu1E04/s72-c/108_0853-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-84427936622995454</id><published>2009-12-01T01:51:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:05:18.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going on and on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQP8ZISKgI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ysRHswfOd1Y/s1600/DSCF9211.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So Wei Wen and Aik Oui are back from overseas. It's a matter of time before the rest comes back. It has been a year, a lot can change in that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, it has been a tough semester for me; one of the hardest in fact. It's not over yet, but it's moving along fine, slow and slightly painful. Here are some of my works from my Advance Advertising Visuals class (it even comes with grades and lecturer's comments, awesome huh?):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In this class we learned how to do storyboards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;which is a series of panels containing visuals outlining the scene sequence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and major changes of action or plot in a production to be shot on film, video,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and in this case, commercials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ6lU6mEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sfiRih8vHhU/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ6lU6mEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sfiRih8vHhU/s320/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_A2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409959954435708994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Classroom Fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ7cEXmYI/AAAAAAAAAWk/mwcg14fXnKo/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_M4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ7BymyUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/7WxAa8bhNE8/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_M3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ7BymyUI/AAAAAAAAAWc/7WxAa8bhNE8/s320/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_M3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409959962076432706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nescafe 3in1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ7cEXmYI/AAAAAAAAAWk/mwcg14fXnKo/s320/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_M4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409959969130256770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;McD's MegaMac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ7sXYakI/AAAAAAAAAWs/jtynZ8PAgI4/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_M5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ7sXYakI/AAAAAAAAAWs/jtynZ8PAgI4/s320/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_M5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409959973504969282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;VW Golf GTI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ7y9Z26I/AAAAAAAAAW0/yYqPbWLJ_Z0/s320/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_M6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409959975275060130" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQKvUn_18I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ikf0p1r9kwo/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_m8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Treasure Hunter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQKvCt_M-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/EkrkRY0ljmU/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_M7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQKvCt_M-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/EkrkRY0ljmU/s320/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_M7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409960855678694370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heineken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQKvUn_18I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ikf0p1r9kwo/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_m8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQKvUn_18I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ikf0p1r9kwo/s320/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_m8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409960860485408706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ6lU6mEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sfiRih8vHhU/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ6lU6mEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sfiRih8vHhU/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ6lU6mEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sfiRih8vHhU/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Some of the above works' contents are original,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;while some already exist in the market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some ask me if I'm still doing pencil portraits. My answer is officially "No". However, I still do a few portraits every once in a while when I have the time, and only if the subject is worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On and off, some of my friends brand me as being the artsy kind of person, and assume the only kind of work I do in college is sketches and drawings, which is kinda annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am an ADVERTISING DESIGN student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I apologise. All the works I show in this blog are mostly drawings. That's only because they're the easiest to post up. I can't show my other works due to lack of good and proper digital pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other news, nothing much happened outside studies. Just a few outings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I have sophisticated plans for the months ahead, I hope it'll come to fruition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQP7jbClnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/rZ7bMSxLC24/s320/kakiblue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409966568174163570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQP78P7dDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/iC-SISvarSw/s320/DSCF9024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409966574838445106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQP8ZISKgI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ysRHswfOd1Y/s1600/DSCF9211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQP8ZISKgI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ysRHswfOd1Y/s320/DSCF9211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409966582591007234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQP78P7dDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/iC-SISvarSw/s1600/DSCF9024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;============================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Kung Fu Panda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0085312/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: There is no charge for awesomeness... or attractiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQP7jbClnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/rZ7bMSxLC24/s1600/kakiblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQKvUn_18I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ikf0p1r9kwo/s1600/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_m8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;============================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-84427936622995454?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/84427936622995454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=84427936622995454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/84427936622995454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/84427936622995454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/12/going-on-and-on.html' title='Going on and on'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SxQJ6lU6mEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sfiRih8vHhU/s72-c/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_A2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3384066892199629767</id><published>2009-10-26T20:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:55:19.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little filler</title><content type='html'>Something desperately needed to be put up to replace the post before this. The longer it stayed up there, the more crude it seemed to become. So here's a little picture of an innocent angel to balance &lt;a href="http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/09/humpback-whale-literally.html"&gt;all the evil&lt;/a&gt; that's been going around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SuWa_dcFckI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gX2vmMzwiJ0/s1600-h/AngelPray88.339131529_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SuWa_dcFckI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gX2vmMzwiJ0/s400/AngelPray88.339131529_std.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396890143498269250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh, bliss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a little update. Exams starts today and ends in a week-and-a-half, after which I would be flying home on the 17th November. So see ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;One of the Boring Brothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-3384066892199629767?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3384066892199629767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3384066892199629767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3384066892199629767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3384066892199629767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-little-filler.html' title='Just a little filler'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SuWa_dcFckI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gX2vmMzwiJ0/s72-c/AngelPray88.339131529_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-1887813892503109971</id><published>2009-09-10T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:55:41.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humpback whale. Literally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sqi-0Pum9OI/AAAAAAAAAZA/XdI2XfvJP3w/s1600-h/20941_mandeadwhale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sqi-0Pum9OI/AAAAAAAAAZA/XdI2XfvJP3w/s400/20941_mandeadwhale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379759559678555362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get the joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-1887813892503109971?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/1887813892503109971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=1887813892503109971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1887813892503109971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1887813892503109971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/09/humpback-whale-literally.html' title='Humpback whale. Literally'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sqi-0Pum9OI/AAAAAAAAAZA/XdI2XfvJP3w/s72-c/20941_mandeadwhale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4877334559649608487</id><published>2009-09-06T19:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:43:57.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings.</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since I contributed a post to this blog. So here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY BLOGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been quite hectic and I don't wanna bore you with scheduling mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Canberra is getting popular. Heh. Yan Min and Kavi (our SA friend) are coming to visit on the 25th sept! weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sern and Lynn are coming to visit Canberra at the end of the year. yayyy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my knee, well I am undergoing physiotherapy atm. 4 months and yay, I can dance and move about pretty awesome. :P Just haven't tested it out fully yet by running. But fingers crossed I will be 100% recovered soon enough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHARON! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cuz I am currently on a facebook famine for a week (no kidding), my brilliant initiative after undergoing the 40 hour food famine. (famine addict much?) So, back to wishing Sharon. My famine will only end in 2 hours as we speak, so I cannot wish you on facebook in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Nowadays facebook is the new official standard for everything. Wishes are legit when made through facebook somehow. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence my famine. For three objectives. Mainly, to raise $350 for World Vision. Woot. I have almost $320 plus as we speak and more friends will be taking their hats off (and emptying their pockets :P) knowing that I have SURVIVED the famine (to some it is even more OMG than food famine. tsk tsk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, to get me off the blue and white screen. Literally my index finger looks out for F keypad the first thing I am logged on the internet. It's badddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thirdly, for my own amusement. I mean, I agree it was so utterly lame to go on a facebook famine, but you know anything goes these days right. Haha. And to me being 21 is just that. Doing something totally outrageous (or not) which has little to no consequences to myself or other people. Only good things arrive from my famine so yayy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoooooo. That's all from me I suppose. Ean! Be pressured to get facebook so I can get updates from you more often! Sumin and Wei Wen come to Canberra! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Winnie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-4877334559649608487?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4877334559649608487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4877334559649608487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4877334559649608487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4877334559649608487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/09/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings.'/><author><name>WnE</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-7702082043695499433</id><published>2009-09-06T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:11:46.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really?</title><content type='html'>Yes it is. This blog is celebrating the end of a very very very *deep breath* very very VERY low-key 2nd year of existence and the beginning of what is hopefully to be a more EXCITING and ACTION-PACKED third year. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SqOKY5_PCuI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Qe9NhNV9-Ac/s1600-h/Happy+2nd+Birthday%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SqOKY5_PCuI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Qe9NhNV9-Ac/s200/Happy+2nd+Birthday%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378294540498045666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and as usual, today so happens to also be the day Sharon was born. Yea, so happy birthday to you if you ever read this, Sharon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-7702082043695499433?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/7702082043695499433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=7702082043695499433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7702082043695499433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7702082043695499433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-it-really.html' title='Is it really?'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SqOKY5_PCuI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Qe9NhNV9-Ac/s72-c/Happy+2nd+Birthday%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-758059362213404509</id><published>2009-09-04T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:52:12.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's starting soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;...so I thought I'd start practicing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SqEX0I1pHEI/AAAAAAAAAWM/AykqB7bn7wk/s1600-h/E_Sketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SqEX0I1pHEI/AAAAAAAAAWM/AykqB7bn7wk/s320/E_Sketch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377605614550195266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't turn out like how I'd expected.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, take a guess.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-758059362213404509?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/758059362213404509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=758059362213404509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/758059362213404509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/758059362213404509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/09/ok.html' title='It&apos;s starting soon...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SqEX0I1pHEI/AAAAAAAAAWM/AykqB7bn7wk/s72-c/E_Sketch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-5618142347762107007</id><published>2009-07-25T00:08:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:10:15.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the leap...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last set of advertising visuals for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmndzXpftFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/QE0zeS-iooI/s1600-h/Uniform.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmndzXpftFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/QE0zeS-iooI/s320/Uniform.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362060705952412754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Smnd9TJruuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tMcSMNyo9C8/s1600-h/Flight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Smnd9TJruuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tMcSMNyo9C8/s320/Flight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362060876543933154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmneKzkrVEI/AAAAAAAAAVE/w7IO9oqnwZg/s1600-h/Police.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmneKzkrVEI/AAAAAAAAAVE/w7IO9oqnwZg/s320/Police.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362061108585387074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmneTmKJ-aI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Se0Fgs3B9iY/s1600-h/Rexona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmneTmKJ-aI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Se0Fgs3B9iY/s320/Rexona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362061259603311010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Smnec2lwYvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Us8zfKrwGB8/s1600-h/Lolita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Smnec2lwYvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Us8zfKrwGB8/s320/Lolita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362061418632864498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmnelfPdGAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FUVqS9hvBR8/s1600-h/TigerBeer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmnelfPdGAI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FUVqS9hvBR8/s320/TigerBeer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362061566984132610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmnesqdFFOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/OyTp1sTtPI0/s1600-h/Nikon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmnesqdFFOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/OyTp1sTtPI0/s320/Nikon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362061690253153506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Smnez81DwRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/hpzW39v8Y5Q/s1600-h/Cowboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Smnez81DwRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/hpzW39v8Y5Q/s320/Cowboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362061815444652306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmnfR1g8ytI/AAAAAAAAAV8/gDxdiHbXgPw/s1600-h/KFC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmnfR1g8ytI/AAAAAAAAAV8/gDxdiHbXgPw/s320/KFC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362062328877337298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;"...come on. Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok. TQ.&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;================================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;a name="qt0477772"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000375/"&gt;Kirk Lazarus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I know what dude I am. I'm the dude playin' the dude, disguised as another dude!&lt;br /&gt;(Tropic Thunder, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;================================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-5618142347762107007?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5618142347762107007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5618142347762107007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5618142347762107007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5618142347762107007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-leap.html' title='Take the leap...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SmndzXpftFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/QE0zeS-iooI/s72-c/Uniform.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-934588511393093410</id><published>2009-07-15T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:24:31.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Sup?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Burned in the real world... hope it'll be worth it in the long run. OH YEAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-934588511393093410?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/934588511393093410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=934588511393093410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/934588511393093410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/934588511393093410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/07/sup.html' title='&apos;Sup?'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-2570974737493212571</id><published>2009-06-13T03:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:56:45.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello ppl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;It has been awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short update regarding my college work,&lt;br /&gt;I don't do pencil portraits like how I use to;&lt;br /&gt;mainly because it's simply not an assignment that I have do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once in a while, if I feel like it I'll pick one or two&lt;br /&gt;of my very plentiful 'camwhore' pictures from my friends&lt;br /&gt;as reference for my drawings.&lt;br /&gt;(Camwhore is such demeaning word and I'll tell you why some other time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKrL3VfzTI/AAAAAAAAATU/3FxtgHl0Z3I/s1600-h/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_Seaside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKrL3VfzTI/AAAAAAAAATU/3FxtgHl0Z3I/s400/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_Seaside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346523927963225394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKrwoFcgcI/AAAAAAAAATc/v55sCnMYSA8/s1600-h/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_ThreeAngle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKrwoFcgcI/AAAAAAAAATc/v55sCnMYSA8/s400/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_ThreeAngle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346524559524528578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKr4WR0szI/AAAAAAAAATk/R2Qx4XLEsVw/s1600-h/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_HipHop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKr4WR0szI/AAAAAAAAATk/R2Qx4XLEsVw/s400/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_HipHop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346524692183561010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKsCyqjzXI/AAAAAAAAATs/gC8BYhLGaJA/s1600-h/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_Nescafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKsCyqjzXI/AAAAAAAAATs/gC8BYhLGaJA/s400/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_Nescafe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346524871602195826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been fine just in case you are wondering.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not, I'm just tellin' ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKyOF1WxmI/AAAAAAAAAUk/1pJ2JnK0VaQ/s1600-h/DSC_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKyOF1WxmI/AAAAAAAAAUk/1pJ2JnK0VaQ/s320/DSC_0418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346531662796080738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKyXIad55I/AAAAAAAAAUs/jOqLzbwwjuc/s1600-h/DSC_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKyXIad55I/AAAAAAAAAUs/jOqLzbwwjuc/s320/DSC_0341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346531818107430802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, what's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;======================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0502073/"&gt;Ned Freedman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: It's a classic transformation story. Are you now or have you ever been a Norse God, Vampire, or Time Traveling Cyborg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1374980/"&gt;Mike O' Donnell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I have know you since what, first grade? I think that maybe I would have told you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0502073/"&gt;Ned Freedman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Vampire wouldn't tell, Cyborg wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;======================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-2570974737493212571?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/2570974737493212571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=2570974737493212571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2570974737493212571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2570974737493212571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-ppl.html' title='Hello ppl.'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SjKrL3VfzTI/AAAAAAAAATU/3FxtgHl0Z3I/s72-c/AD0781_EanJChan_0708119_Seaside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-837143056719998199</id><published>2009-05-20T09:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:22:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laziness</title><content type='html'>Short update, just to keep things on this blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;Weather is getting colder and colder. And laziness is setting in.. and just as exams are around the corner too! Crap. Stupid weather. Can't even wear shorts out anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-837143056719998199?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/837143056719998199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=837143056719998199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/837143056719998199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/837143056719998199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/05/lazyness.html' title='Laziness'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4289700629124140200</id><published>2009-05-12T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:49:26.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Updates</title><content type='html'>Like title says. I will be updating more on my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://experience-in-pictures.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://experience-in-pictures.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-4289700629124140200?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4289700629124140200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4289700629124140200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4289700629124140200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4289700629124140200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-updates.html' title='More Updates'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-7804732323762959505</id><published>2009-05-07T07:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:01:49.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>Cool. Red crescent t-shirt designs are improving.&lt;br /&gt;I hated the previous design. it looked as if the front was the back and the back was also the back.&lt;br /&gt;It was way overcrowded.&lt;br /&gt;This time, it looks like this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SgIao9-Yj6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/-DbDBioB_LU/s1600-h/keep+up+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SgIao9-Yj6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/-DbDBioB_LU/s400/keep+up+front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332854199893397410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SgIaorHNq-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/Hbv4wZ-rUrc/s1600-h/keep+up+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SgIaorHNq-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/Hbv4wZ-rUrc/s400/keep+up+back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332854194830158818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesome, good job! Wouldn't mind getting one myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and just a minor issue of plugging my photo only blog: &lt;a href="http://experience-in-pictures.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://experience-in-pictures.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually, the main reason for this post is to plug this blog. the rest of the post is so that i don't seem like such a narcissist.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-7804732323762959505?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/7804732323762959505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=7804732323762959505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7804732323762959505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7804732323762959505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/05/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SgIao9-Yj6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/-DbDBioB_LU/s72-c/keep+up+front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4881387303827345326</id><published>2009-04-24T04:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:13:44.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>early - life - crisis</title><content type='html'>You know you are getting older when you realize you have lived under the the administration of three out of six Malaysian Prime Ministers. That is half of Malaysia's administration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies and you realize you have responsibilities and yet still feel like a child, too lazy and undisciplined to do something as 'simple' as to start studying for exams..  Gone are the days where your soul is free and your mind unstressed. Although I have to say, I consider myself to be a happy-go-lucky, carefree person.. and very..VERY stress free.. until it's too late and too close to exams that is. I pity those who stress out easily though.. women... HAH! Suck it! Men handle stress better, and enjoy life more! But women do live longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;HAVE A NICE DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SfDQB3bZMqI/AAAAAAAAAUc/D0Yx38ZqxeE/s1600-h/smileyface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SfDQB3bZMqI/AAAAAAAAAUc/D0Yx38ZqxeE/s400/smileyface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327987089656591010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out&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/3613727063910128059-4881387303827345326?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4881387303827345326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4881387303827345326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4881387303827345326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4881387303827345326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/04/early-life-crisis.html' title='early - life - crisis'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SfDQB3bZMqI/AAAAAAAAAUc/D0Yx38ZqxeE/s72-c/smileyface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3813874567813252480</id><published>2009-04-22T01:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T01:45:24.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Urgh... holiday finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Really interesting semester I had, and a rather important one as well (for me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Se3_GCS6uUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/OvMDFh90beI/s1600-h/IMG_1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Se3_GCS6uUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/OvMDFh90beI/s400/IMG_1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327194413409679682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But it ain't over yet! So I'm gonna have to do much better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Se4BM8TWGOI/AAAAAAAAATM/Gz5gnbIPzX8/s1600-h/IMG_1204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Se4BM8TWGOI/AAAAAAAAATM/Gz5gnbIPzX8/s400/IMG_1204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327196731083200738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...celebrate good times come on!!! CELEBRATION TIME COME ON!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================&lt;br /&gt;"Strike up the band to play a song and try hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And fake a smile as we all say goodbye..."&lt;br /&gt;-Jars of Clay-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;========================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-3813874567813252480?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3813874567813252480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3813874567813252480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3813874567813252480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3813874567813252480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/04/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Se3_GCS6uUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/OvMDFh90beI/s72-c/IMG_1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4858736917318658722</id><published>2009-04-18T17:06:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:27:50.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Tekapo, 2 years late.</title><content type='html'>This really should be a contender for my picture of 2007. Taken during a trip to this place in mid 2007 called lake Tekapo, a 2 and a half hour drive from christchurch... I think. Like I said, its two years ago, memory's fuzzy. Anyway, old picture it may be, its still a beautiful view nonetheless and representative of the lake today. Unless global warming has dried it all up, if so, I haven't heard any news about that. This is a panoramic picture, composed of three pictures stitched together. ENJOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sem3TjnygFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1msL5sggQII/s1600-h/lake+tekapo+panorama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 596px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sem3TjnygFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1msL5sggQII/s400/lake+tekapo+panorama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325989580949848146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;*Click to really enjoy it's full beauty*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some info about Lake Tekapo, PLAGARIZED &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(higher education's term for what we call COPY or CHAO DA AN in secondary school)&lt;/span&gt; straight from our friendly information source, Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lake Tekapo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; is the largest of three roughly parallel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lakes running north-south along the northern edge of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Mackenzie Basin in the South Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; of New Zealand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; (the others are Lake Pukaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; and Lake Ohau). It covers an area of 83 square kilometres (32 sq mi), and is at an altitude of 700 metres (2,300 ft) above sea level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-4858736917318658722?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4858736917318658722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4858736917318658722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4858736917318658722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4858736917318658722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/04/lake-tekapo-2-years-late.html' title='Lake Tekapo, 2 years late.'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sem3TjnygFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1msL5sggQII/s72-c/lake+tekapo+panorama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-6311549566534487098</id><published>2009-04-15T09:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:00:56.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SeU5ls1qycI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PsG17ZhPSYs/s1600-h/Taylor%27s+Mistake+%26+Godley+Head+369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 521px; height: 331px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SeU5ls1qycI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PsG17ZhPSYs/s400/Taylor%27s+Mistake+%26+Godley+Head+369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324725454289684930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ass Oui and Ass Sern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*click image for larger picture of asses*&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/3613727063910128059-6311549566534487098?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6311549566534487098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=6311549566534487098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6311549566534487098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6311549566534487098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/04/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the day'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SeU5ls1qycI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PsG17ZhPSYs/s72-c/Taylor%27s+Mistake+%26+Godley+Head+369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4036582862892643679</id><published>2009-04-10T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:43:51.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody sing a song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sd9L7GJXjpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PnG3AnL8oWM/s1600-h/1006703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sd9L7GJXjpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PnG3AnL8oWM/s400/1006703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323056763209485970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, should be 2 eggs.. AND I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT EASTER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-4036582862892643679?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4036582862892643679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4036582862892643679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4036582862892643679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4036582862892643679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/04/everybody-sing-song.html' title='Everybody sing a song'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sd9L7GJXjpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PnG3AnL8oWM/s72-c/1006703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-5339727421837666179</id><published>2009-04-03T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:49:23.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Article pending.....</title><content type='html'>Marking interesting topics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Browsing past events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identifying interesting happenings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching Pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analyzing potential posts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search Complete - Zero ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requesting reactivation of web page with help from others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog is dead. Light hearted, satirical updates needed. Assistance required.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-5339727421837666179?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5339727421837666179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5339727421837666179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5339727421837666179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5339727421837666179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/04/article-pending.html' title='Article pending.....'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-8654136232992261093</id><published>2009-03-20T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:10:37.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The softy</title><content type='html'>Our dear friend Oui a.k.a Eddie has gone mushy with love. He has started writing notes to Michelle! Everybody say awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/ScNqc3jrnqI/AAAAAAAAATs/L2otJqeX3wU/s1600-h/Photo0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/ScNqc3jrnqI/AAAAAAAAATs/L2otJqeX3wU/s400/Photo0145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315209029409808034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/ScNqc2uYMlI/AAAAAAAAAT0/41zdcHo6W68/s1600-h/Photo0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/ScNqc2uYMlI/AAAAAAAAAT0/41zdcHo6W68/s400/Photo0158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315209029186237010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Michelle's blog, &lt;a href="http://micbebe.blogspot.com"&gt;micbebe.blogspot.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Oui, I just had to, i know you are shy about it. BUT I DON'T CARE!!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Looks like your womanizing days are over for good now eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-8654136232992261093?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/8654136232992261093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=8654136232992261093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8654136232992261093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8654136232992261093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/03/softy.html' title='The softy'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/ScNqc3jrnqI/AAAAAAAAATs/L2otJqeX3wU/s72-c/Photo0145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-7483385554344539873</id><published>2009-01-02T23:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:00:29.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was wonderfully made...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;"Goodbye 2008, you sucked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I hope this year will be better than last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Hahahahahah..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He complained to others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;"Man! You don't know how crappy the year was for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Glad it is over."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ignored those comments,&lt;br /&gt;and resists the urge to shut him up.&lt;br /&gt;Because, we're enjoying after all,&lt;br /&gt;and we want to pass the year joyfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;"I mean, I broke up with my girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Was sulking for quite awhile, the pain was unbearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I couldn't focus on my studies and my life was a mess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;You're single right, Ean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;You can't possibly understand this pain I am going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;How do you see the past year?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I wished he hadn't said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when he took those words out of his mouth&lt;br /&gt;is when I just had to reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"Well, not exactly. I did go through a breakup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;And it was the single most painful experience I have ever felt in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I cried out louder than I have ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;My tears dropped more than it ever did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;It was harder for me to sleep than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;My life was messier than I ever thought it could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;As I took more steps in this journey called life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I was angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and questioned God for the things that happened the way they did."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood there in awe at my sudden outburst of words,&lt;br /&gt;and in disbelief he asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;"Since when did you have a girlfriend?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"A girlfriend I had not."&lt;/span&gt; I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"For it was my mother that I had a breakup with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;One day, God called her to be with Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and my mother in her weak image,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;went away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got slapped in the face one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I realised I have been selfish all this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I look back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and am glad it happened the way it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Embracing the blessed hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I realised all perseverance in suffering has brought me to maturity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So you wanna know how I see the past year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I see it as wonderfully made."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Tq.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3613727063910128059-7483385554344539873?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/7483385554344539873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=7483385554344539873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7483385554344539873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7483385554344539873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-said-to-me-goodbye-2008-you-sucked-i.html' title='It was wonderfully made...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-1882174980818390536</id><published>2008-12-29T01:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T02:55:59.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Sweet Candy of Unknown Familiarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SVfIN0rWQYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/9OWKsUV5sGU/s1600-h/candy_cane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SVfIN0rWQYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/9OWKsUV5sGU/s320/candy_cane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284912827546878338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Among the commonly seen symbols of the Christmas season is the candy cane. It is not only used as a sweet treat for the festive season, but they are also used as decorations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did this candy get its familiar shape? And when did it become part of Christmas tradition? The predecesor of our modern candy cane appeared at about this time in the17th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candy cane was originally a straight, hard, and all-white candy stick invented by French priests in the early 1400s. The cane shape is traditionally credited to a choirmaster at Cologne Cathedral  in Germany, who, legend has it, in 1670 bent straight candy sticks into canes to represent a shepherd's staff, and gave them to children at church services&lt;sup id="cite_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Candy_canes#cite_note-0" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy with red stripes first appeared in the early 1900s. Christmas&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; postcards before 1900s show only white coloured candy canes. They are represented this way on Christmas cards made before 1900, and it is not until the early 20th century that they appear with their familiar red stripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SVfIc2kn5xI/AAAAAAAAASY/Vit7mTdUEHk/s1600-h/candy-cane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SVfIc2kn5xI/AAAAAAAAASY/Vit7mTdUEHk/s320/candy-cane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284913085753583378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another legend states that the Candy Cane was first introduced in the 1880 by a candy maker in Indiana.           He wanted to make a candy that could be a witness to everyone during the holiday season.           The candy maker began with a stick of pure white to represent the virgin birth and the sinless nature of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardness of the candy was meant to represent Jesus as the Solid Rock and the foundation of the church, as well as the firm promises of God. The white stripes on the Candy Cane represent the purity of Christ, while the small thin red stripes symbolize the scourging of Jesus before he was hung on the cross. The large thick red stripes show the blood Jesus shed for each of us on the cross, the ultimate and final sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of peppermint is similar to another member of the mint family, hyssop. In the Old Testament in the Bible, hyssop was used for purification and sacrifice, and this is said to symbolize the purity of Jesus and the sacrifice he made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then fashioned the candy cane into the shape of a shepherd's staff because Jesus is the shepherd of all. Whether it was intended or not, if you flip the Candy Cane around, it will become the letter "J" which of course is first letter of Jesus' name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As there are various legends behind the origin of the candy cane, one version might be credited while others are not. But the meaning behind the symbolic candy cane holds true as a reminder to those who know, the very reason why Christmas is really celebrated - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Jesus Christ, came down from heaven to be born of a virgin; the Son of Man grew up faultless, and like a lamb to its shearer was silent, died on the cross for our sins, so that we may be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The true Christmas story of whence Jesus was born, the first Noel, the first Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Christmas my friends, and remember the baby born of that one blessed night. O holy night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok.TQ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-1882174980818390536?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/1882174980818390536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=1882174980818390536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1882174980818390536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4594673652611023544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4594673652611023544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/11/winnie-is-back-home-in-my.html' title='Winnie is back home in MY.'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-2003934602280742080</id><published>2008-11-28T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:36:38.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wei Wen is back home in MY.</title><content type='html'>Yes he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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MY.'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-9096803952493080695</id><published>2008-11-04T06:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:48:22.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMMmmmm??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SQ9_rZj3HWI/AAAAAAAAANE/bmkVoRAC_Mc/s1600-h/rooney_ronaldo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SQ9_rZj3HWI/AAAAAAAAANE/bmkVoRAC_Mc/s320/rooney_ronaldo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264566872991800674" 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/3613727063910128059-9096803952493080695?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/9096803952493080695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=9096803952493080695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/9096803952493080695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/9096803952493080695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/11/mmmmmmmm.html' title='MMMMmmmm??'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/SQ9_rZj3HWI/AAAAAAAAANE/bmkVoRAC_Mc/s72-c/rooney_ronaldo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4718695576288800872</id><published>2008-11-01T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T01:23:29.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are TOA students</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQs2JmiUDnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/8LKObS8IA4k/s1600-h/DSC01148+next+to+graduation+garage+sale+toa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQs2JmiUDnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/8LKObS8IA4k/s400/DSC01148+next+to+graduation+garage+sale+toa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263360128103747186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;'Ean the Hobo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; sings on Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TOA students have no life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOA students have no fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where are the rebelious?&lt;br /&gt;Where are the rule breakers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the times when assignments have no takers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the fun?&lt;br /&gt;Where's the adrenaline?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where's the happy and extreme joy makin'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no life, I have no life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? 'Cause we're TOA students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ok.TQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-4718695576288800872?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4718695576288800872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4718695576288800872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4718695576288800872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4718695576288800872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-are-toa-students.html' title='We are TOA students'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQs2JmiUDnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/8LKObS8IA4k/s72-c/DSC01148+next+to+graduation+garage+sale+toa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-7558029156194781433</id><published>2008-10-27T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:42:40.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! It has been so long since I've contributed to this blog. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But good news is Wei Wen and I are arriving KL on the 21st November. Sweet! So let's all make plans to meet up okay? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please advise your free dates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-7558029156194781433?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/7558029156194781433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=7558029156194781433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7558029156194781433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7558029156194781433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>WnE</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-7245000924887684217</id><published>2008-10-26T20:03:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:55:59.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>\/\/l-l4t - 4l\/l - 1 - t4Ll&lt;1l\lG - 4B0ut ?!?</title><content type='html'>I see other people punya blog very sangat emo, so I feel like emoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EmoKid#1&lt;br /&gt;"I'm emo, you're emo. Let's emo together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daeds :&lt;br /&gt;"#$%^&amp;amp;**&amp;amp;^%$#$%^ EMO KIDS!!!!!!!!!! I HATE YOU MORE THAN YOU HATE YOURSELF!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EmoKid#1&lt;br /&gt;"Oh come on! Emo are so in these days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCR&lt;br /&gt;"OOH YEA!!! UR TElLIn' US!!!! WOOT!!! Opps.... I mean.... gloom gloom gloemommmm...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ex: One day somewhere 2 guys sit down saw hot chick passing by then both emo to get attention because thinking it makes them sensitive thus attracting girl but girl walk pass them then they emo someore emoe mome eomemoe emeo eEMo emeo emo... the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh... bah emo... let's be happy happy joy joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ean had being telling story of me Ean last happens before after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thare's tis thang caled colege ya see? N ths collge dn't gve hmewrk, bt tey be givin' many mny assigments k? Then, I-d to finsh the thang calld assignmnts vry fun Fun lke so much fun, it being lik so much fun ya know? Aprt frm tat, colge not mch happen, I wnt mch happen, must doing thngs happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya food awesomeness in the humble Sofia's residence jolly good fun. Did I say the food was awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRjJi3EHFI/AAAAAAAAANI/rKkW60KCJSY/s1600-h/openhse+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRjJi3EHFI/AAAAAAAAANI/rKkW60KCJSY/s320/openhse+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261439280303316050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRkGFL0KKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oQ7dWUKjQhg/s1600-h/openhse+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRkGFL0KKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oQ7dWUKjQhg/s320/openhse+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261440320309307554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRkU6Oq34I/AAAAAAAAANY/IYv4YBuH_f0/s1600-h/ADSC_0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRkU6Oq34I/AAAAAAAAANY/IYv4YBuH_f0/s320/ADSC_0135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261440575066529666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singin' : "Guitar guitar oh oh woohohoh strumming guitar."&lt;br /&gt;"Guitar citar eatar meatar littar waHaha."&lt;br /&gt;5 stars 10/10 down the melodic strumming. Oh YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another long ago day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRrxe_zhpI/AAAAAAAAANg/pL2wKYE-d5Q/s1600-h/IMG_2250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRrxe_zhpI/AAAAAAAAANg/pL2wKYE-d5Q/s320/IMG_2250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261448762554025618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon : "... Eh? What the?!?!!!!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRsIy8qt7I/AAAAAAAAANo/EApEH1-fksU/s1600-h/IMG_2253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRsIy8qt7I/AAAAAAAAANo/EApEH1-fksU/s320/IMG_2253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261449163046565810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon continues : "OMGOodNESs!!! JAreD cOMe sIT oveR heRe aND See ThiS!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRsq5uS5CI/AAAAAAAAANw/D3Pvv_QEwaU/s1600-h/IMG_2252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRsq5uS5CI/AAAAAAAAANw/D3Pvv_QEwaU/s320/IMG_2252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261449748980884514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon : "Do you seE it?!?"&lt;br /&gt;Jared : "Oh yeah! OH man Nick you gotta see this!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRtHt0aE9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/TifzouOjQ8U/s1600-h/IMG_2254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRtHt0aE9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/TifzouOjQ8U/s320/IMG_2254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261450244001502162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nick : "...it's just your shadow...zzzZzZZzZzzZZZZZ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long before that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRtxqmGvSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/FKhPKlqDBGI/s1600-h/IMG_2210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRtxqmGvSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/FKhPKlqDBGI/s320/IMG_2210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261450964690713890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRuEE30U1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/nvoY1wIwOx4/s1600-h/IMG_2219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRuEE30U1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/nvoY1wIwOx4/s320/IMG_2219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261451280981971794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRuTmg8tPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/WWBOMxp0AMg/s1600-h/IMG_2238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRuTmg8tPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/WWBOMxp0AMg/s320/IMG_2238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261451547710895346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRvCrVWrBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KOTKSN6KrVw/s1600-h/IMG_2265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRvCrVWrBI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KOTKSN6KrVw/s320/IMG_2265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261452356458294290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come on come on everyone let's start Start START the ParTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Few weeks before today, car broke down in LCCT. Yesterday, I sat down did nothin' in the mids of a very VERY exciting but traumatizing -tahnk GOD noone got hurt- snatch tehft case. WAHAHAH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4p4rt Fr0M tH4t, n0Th1NG muCH h4pp3N3D!!! G0T n3w EYCH DEEE TAY-VAY!!! 3NJOYiN' mAH PEEYESS3!!! WOW YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OK. TQ.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;=============================================================&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy Hollow (1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000207/"&gt;Katrina Anne Van Tassel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Will you take nothing from Sleepy Hollow that was worth the coming here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000136/"&gt;Ichabod Crane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No. No, not nothing.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;pauses&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000136/"&gt;Ichabod Crane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: A kiss, from a lovely young woman, before she saw my face or knew my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000207/"&gt;Katrina Anne Van Tassel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Yes, without sense or reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;=============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-7245000924887684217?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/7245000924887684217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=7245000924887684217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7245000924887684217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7245000924887684217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/10/l-l4t-4ll-1-t4ll1llg-4b0ut.html' title='\/\/l-l4t - 4l\/l - 1 - t4Ll&lt;1l\lG - 4B0ut ?!?'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQRjJi3EHFI/AAAAAAAAANI/rKkW60KCJSY/s72-c/openhse+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-1518703754241614508</id><published>2008-10-25T00:15:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:03:25.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OFFICIAL MALAYSIAN PS3 LAUNCH (as told by Ean)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You probably heard about it from your friends or have read about it in the newspaper, but what does it really feel like to enter the atmosphere of the official launching of the PS3 in Malaysia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Over here you will finally know what is the 411 on the event. It is one experience not to be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It all started when Wei Wen told me online :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"Yo yo yo beat boy Ean home dog G! Ya better dig da upcoming PS3 Malaysian launch, ya know what am I sayin'? Before ya blap blap pow that machiga chance yo dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Aite?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I replied :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"That's 2 weeks from now, I don't have enough money to get a PS3. I know, I shall start a charity drive, and call it the 'Make a boy's dream come true' PS3 fund."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it started. Two full weeks of pride-swallowing funds collection, amounting to about a little above RM400. With enough money, the only thing left is the strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make all this worth while, I must be the one of the first 3 buyers. In case you didn't know, the top 3 buyers will get RM1000 Sony Voucher each, it's that incentive that makes me wanna buy it. The official launching is on a Saturday (20Sept), PLAN A was to start camping on FRIDAY (19Sept) 5pm. But thank God Plan As are meant to fail. Why? I'll tell you next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl, Gary and LiHer invited me out for dinner on Thursday (18Sept), didn't wanna go but accepted the invite at the end. THANK GOD I ACCEPTED!!!!!!! You see, after dinner, we decided to check out the area in 1U where they will hold the launch. We made friends with some of the organizers there, and I told them about my PLAN A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said : &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"Won't work wan... sure cannot... people sure will camp earlier wan...."&lt;/span&gt; Scared the shit out of me. Then comes PLAN B (made up in 10 minutes of discussion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mastermind Daryl came up with most of the planning, Gary, LiHer and I brought the supplies, and PLAN B worked out perfectly, and it goes something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrive at Heng's place by 0630 hours (Friday, 19 Sept).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH73VV6JyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AhXpf9LsAA4/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH73VV6JyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AhXpf9LsAA4/s320/DSC00237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260762767785862946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head over to 1U and reach there by 0700 hours.&lt;br /&gt;But upon arrival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH8Tehq1mI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/UZ5Grb1s7ao/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH8Tehq1mI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/UZ5Grb1s7ao/s320/DSC00241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260763251287447138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WTH?!? GOT PPL ALREADY?!?&lt;br /&gt;Introducing to the left (2nd buyer) James, and to the right (1st buyer, couples) Joey and his GF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially we are the third, 3rd buyer for the 3rd Sony console PS3. How perfect is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH9RSeq-pI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ar95vDOyFv0/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH9RSeq-pI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ar95vDOyFv0/s320/DSC00243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260764313205537426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The organizers were still rushing to prepare the event area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's only a test of patience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH9u9kff4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/vjHy8zoV2tA/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH9u9kff4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/vjHy8zoV2tA/s320/DSC00247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260764822988881794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... patience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH-K4VtAJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/jnb3cmqY5ZM/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH-K4VtAJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/jnb3cmqY5ZM/s320/DSC00248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260765302621012114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4th buyer arrived about an hour later. He was probably telling his friend : "Got 7 ppl in line already, no chance in top 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to college by 1030 hours, Daryl, Gary and LiHer stand in place for me while I was away. But not too long after I returned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH_NdMdSaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dgqU3U4d0aA/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH_NdMdSaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dgqU3U4d0aA/s320/DSC00273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260766446385711522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd gladly tell you buyers no. 5 to no. 21, but I'm too lazy to pin point them out. But that many were there in the afternoon. It makes me wonder - How would I act if I went with PLAN A?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add some excitement in our camping trip, we actually set up a tent. AWESOME HUH?!? A tent in 1U shopping complex.&lt;br /&gt;Late in the evening, buyer no. 8 decided to set up camp as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIAXast_dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s-mwtfKcaDE/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIAXast_dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/s-mwtfKcaDE/s320/DSC00275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260767717026037202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were quite relaxed in the front, walking in and out as if we owned the area. We get to check out the exhibits around the area. Among the other events of the official launch are the game girl competition (some of the girls are decently hot, but mostly not appealing. TOO BAADDD, no pics of them), and the 24-hours gaming marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIDkqoJ-mI/AAAAAAAAALg/a6dWbEM5iok/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIDkqoJ-mI/AAAAAAAAALg/a6dWbEM5iok/s320/DSC00264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260771243175049826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They started the 24-hour marathon about the same time we started camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But eventually when the line grew longer. The buyers at the back were quite pissed, thinking that we actually cut queue. And as the line grew longer, there weren't enough space, so the organizers brought us to another area to make space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIB7oOMsmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MA_7gQy__zs/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIB7oOMsmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MA_7gQy__zs/s320/DSC00293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260769438643040866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIBXCcum3I/AAAAAAAAALA/ncaCk2P8ArI/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIBXCcum3I/AAAAAAAAALA/ncaCk2P8ArI/s320/DSC00284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260768810028145522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIBkcLtZFI/AAAAAAAAALI/1kwpJgcPVVs/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIBkcLtZFI/AAAAAAAAALI/1kwpJgcPVVs/s320/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260769040274383954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, it was pass midnight. It is at this time that the test of patience became really difficult. Before we moved to this area, we played poker cards, and the board game Risk, which did helped us kill some time, but eventually it died down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQICurV4JMI/AAAAAAAAALY/ktkos0MlNNs/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQICurV4JMI/AAAAAAAAALY/ktkos0MlNNs/s320/DSC00289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260770315653883074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DREADFUL I TELL YA!!! My patience was wearing thin, I wanted to just quit and go home. I couldn't sleep, no appetite to eat, body aches because of sitting and sleeping on hard ground for a long period of time, headaches,  boredom, and above all that it was really stuffy at the new area we were placed. There's no air flow at all, we were sweating all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing the organizers did plan a free meal for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIEn1hpeqI/AAAAAAAAALo/yGV3suGPbIs/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIEn1hpeqI/AAAAAAAAALo/yGV3suGPbIs/s320/DSC00288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260772397151779490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to Daryl, Gary, LiHer, and also Jane (who joined us some time midway) during that period of time. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how could withstand it. I mean, I probably can manage on my own without any backup, but the company helped lift the burden 10 fold. PHEW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the sunlight, it was dusk.&lt;br /&gt;The line grew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIFnRLdJ6I/AAAAAAAAALw/S5xFR9o-HNA/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIFnRLdJ6I/AAAAAAAAALw/S5xFR9o-HNA/s320/DSC00296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260773486906648482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept out thing, and packed our bags as the official ceremony was going to start in hours, which also means we get to BUY THE PS3 FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sad part is, while the ceremony was on, we at the front lines, couldn't enjoy the official ceremony, BECAUSE WE WERE BLOODY STUCK BEHIND  THE SALES AREA!!!!!!!!! WE CAN'T SEE S***!!!!!!!!!!! And we couldn't leave the area because the organizers said so T_T....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIGvFwBmLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ePVNBPTJLrI/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIGvFwBmLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ePVNBPTJLrI/s320/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260774720789387442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the ceremony, there were some cosplayers promoting the event. NOW, those girls were hot, STEAMING HOT!!!!!!!!!!!! JUST 5 INCHES FROM THEM AND I COULD MELT!!!!! Ahh... Way better than those in the game girl competition (too bad never take pictures with them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIIm7YyOGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MX06Qrs4eK0/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIIm7YyOGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/MX06Qrs4eK0/s320/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260776779591858274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, we were sick of the speeches and that sort of crap, we just wanna get our stuff and hit our sacks and drop dead for the next 24 hours. If I just had enough energy to go hit on them cosplayers......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIJP2WmXYI/AAAAAAAAAMI/z07upUMILn4/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIJP2WmXYI/AAAAAAAAAMI/z07upUMILn4/s320/DSC00343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260777482615152002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buyers number 1, Joey and GF (sorry, forgot the GF's name....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIKkQI3wLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BTo4GGd13PQ/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIKkQI3wLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BTo4GGd13PQ/s320/DSC00348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260778932645904562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buyer number 2, James Chong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQILKedutxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aEnGQM6CMHs/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQILKedutxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aEnGQM6CMHs/s320/DSC00349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260779589326518034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQILfnyCbDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LTEWZ96EYcY/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQILfnyCbDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LTEWZ96EYcY/s320/DSC00350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260779952604867634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buyer number 3, WOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQILtdG0zdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/skyNCQCMB3g/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQILtdG0zdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/skyNCQCMB3g/s320/DSC00351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260780190257434066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMGoodNESS!?!?!?!?!?! IT'S ACTUALLY QUITE HEAVY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Almost dropped it. Was quite tired and fatigue, but gainned enough strenght to lift it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all was said and done, it was a worthwhile experience, not only because I got the high end cutting edge home entertainment system, but mostly because of the whole ordeal, new friends made, the camping trip, it was all too fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIMgWo4xSI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xRlmhuQ9Cxo/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQIMgWo4xSI/AAAAAAAAAM4/xRlmhuQ9Cxo/s400/DSC00328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260781064694580514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope too see you people some day, maybe we shall camp again when Sony PS4 arrives in Malaysia in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK. TQ.&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/3613727063910128059-1518703754241614508?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/1518703754241614508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=1518703754241614508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1518703754241614508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1518703754241614508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/10/official-malaysian-ps3-launch-as-told.html' title='OFFICIAL MALAYSIAN PS3 LAUNCH (as told by Ean)'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SQH73VV6JyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AhXpf9LsAA4/s72-c/DSC00237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-6722714577248633979</id><published>2008-10-03T21:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T04:27:37.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SOYfbrVwXfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/RHEfQi7wMeM/s1600-h/IMG_9601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SOYfbrVwXfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/RHEfQi7wMeM/s320/IMG_9601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252920575725166066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that this is a little late, but it's definitely better than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to extend my gratitude to the many that contributed to making a boy's dream come true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wei Wen - who started things off by informing me about the PS3 event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Daryl - PS3 camping trip buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gary - another PS3 camping trip buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Li Her - yet another PS3 camping trip buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jane - still yet another PS3 camping trip buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ben Cheong - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nicholas Quek - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jia Yung - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esa - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keith - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sofia - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estrella - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lydia - it's the heart that counts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Khai Whum - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ruz - it's the heart that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jared - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chronicle - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christine - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jon - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Priscilla Yuen - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stanley - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afeno - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matt 'Kopi' Chong - RM20 donor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Caine - RM100 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Julia -RM50 donor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Andrew Chua - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suzzane - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Daniel Foo - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lordson - it's the heart that counts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ben Ong - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Priscilla Lim - it's the heart that counts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anna Chieng - it's the heart that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tze Liang - it's the heart that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ming Lyn - it's the heart that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jeremy Lim - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jean - RM10 donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;'(&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Insert name here if I didn't mentioned your name)' - '(Insert whtever)'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also to all b-day surprises/pranks/wishes/etc/etc, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will report on the PS3 camping trip as soon as get them pictures from Daryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, TQ.&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;===============================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From 'Mama Mia!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000147/"&gt;Harry Bright&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000112/"&gt;Sam Carmichael&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: My sentiments exactly.&lt;br /&gt;===============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-6722714577248633979?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6722714577248633979/comments/default' 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style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Poster made by http://daeds.deviantart.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dateline of donation : 18th September 2008 (Midnight)&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/3613727063910128059-5977359848360510212?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5977359848360510212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5977359848360510212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5977359848360510212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5977359848360510212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-can-make-difference.html' title='YOU CAN MAKE THE DIFFERENCE!!!'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SMfUvVacfSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tdjSXFSMP-Q/s72-c/Ean%27sPS3Movement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3665896204619387875</id><published>2008-09-06T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:58:24.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year has passed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was the same date exactly 1 year ago when the first post was made in this blog. Very easy to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is it very easy to remember?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you ask? Because it's Sharon's birthday today, and the first post was coincidentally Sharon's birthday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll just use the same picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Rt7ana2ty7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IGYjl4LurmU/s1600-h/P1000208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 189px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Rt7ana2ty7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IGYjl4LurmU/s320/P1000208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106759398243290034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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;"Sharon it's your birthday, and you're still alive today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You made again the trip around the sun, and I'm proud of you this day!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Sharon it's your BIRTHDAY!!! Happy birthday SHARON!!!" x2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"I wish you love and goodwill, I wish you peace and joy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish you more than what your heart desires, did you get your first kiss from a boy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Sharon it's your BIRTHDAY!!! Happy birthday SHARON!!!" x2&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/3613727063910128059-3665896204619387875?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3665896204619387875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3665896204619387875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3665896204619387875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3665896204619387875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-year-has-passed.html' title='1 year has passed'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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/_nW5REGdBg48/Rt7ana2ty7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IGYjl4LurmU/s72-c/P1000208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4576355969904452884</id><published>2008-07-25T23:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T01:31:48.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Gonna go make a difference..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoENcv7TtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/QI5na3xO9T0/s1600-h/IMG_9578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoENcv7TtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/QI5na3xO9T0/s400/IMG_9578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226994946618904274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoEibsx2LI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nbT50oUTSVQ/s1600-h/IMG_9574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoEibsx2LI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nbT50oUTSVQ/s400/IMG_9574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226995307114518706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoFaI-SVgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/0BgRBp3EjOw/s1600-h/IMG_9565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoFaI-SVgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/0BgRBp3EjOw/s400/IMG_9565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226996264160351746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoFrYfzouI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aZNxeDXygQY/s1600-h/IMG_9566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoFrYfzouI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/aZNxeDXygQY/s400/IMG_9566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226996560385254114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoF5ZnzkkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vUGV3x0N_WY/s1600-h/IMG_9567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoF5ZnzkkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vUGV3x0N_WY/s400/IMG_9567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226996801205408322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoGLmi7DZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DdwyoGdlUy8/s1600-h/IMG_9570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoGLmi7DZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DdwyoGdlUy8/s400/IMG_9570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226997113912233362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoGzE_7SOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rINeMn3VLG4/s1600-h/IMG_9571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoGzE_7SOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rINeMn3VLG4/s400/IMG_9571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226997792101845218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoHDTZ1KYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/y8bpXnwaxeg/s1600-h/IMG_9572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoHDTZ1KYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/y8bpXnwaxeg/s400/IMG_9572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226998070846499202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here are my latest set of portraits, critiques and comments are always welcomed. I'll most likely draw ppl/characters I know in the future, drawing random strangers it's boring after awhile. So, if any of you would like to be part of my assignments, pls do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*pictures are manipulated to enhance the visuals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my semester break just started... "gonna go make a difference"... may my holiday be a fruitful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. TQ.&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Joker&lt;/span&gt; : [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;" class="fine"&gt;holding a knife inside Gamble's mouth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;] Wanna know how I got these scars? My father was....a drinker. And a fiend. And one night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn't like that. Not. One. Bit. So, me watching, he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it. Turns to me and he says "Why so serious?" Comes at me with the knife,"Why so serious?" He sticks the blade in my mouth. "Lets put a smile on that face!" And..... Why so serious? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-4576355969904452884?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4576355969904452884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4576355969904452884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4576355969904452884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4576355969904452884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-are-my-latest-set-of-portraits.html' title='&quot;Gonna go make a difference...&quot;'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SIoENcv7TtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/QI5na3xO9T0/s72-c/IMG_9578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-632420273429260679</id><published>2008-07-15T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:41:02.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future Cooks in the party</title><content type='html'>This post is just so us wuliaonan &amp;amp; nuihai's can keep in touch with whats going on in our lives, and this post is especially written as a form of congratulations to our PBSM juniors, namely Jia Hui..err whts her post already and our newly Ex HSL Shin Yin. Well since many of us are overseas and have no access to The Star and those of us at home in Malaysia rarely reads the Star, well at least no further than the comic section....I'm betting. read the next article and be amazed. Btw next pool party at the end of the year, Shin Yin and Jia Hui are going to be the cooks. Ean can sit back n relax.....he's getting in on age:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday July 13, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cooking up a storm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By TAN SHIOW CHIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESPITE the popularity of cook shows helmed by celebrity chefs like Jamie Oliver and Nigella Lawson, one does not expect to find teenagers thinking of how best to cook and present fish on a lovely Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that is precisely what 12 upper secondary students found themselves doing recently during the finals of the first Taylor’s College Culinary Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organised by the college’s School of Hospitality and Tourism, the one-day competition held in Selangor saw 29 teams of two from nine schools around the Klang Valley participate in the preliminary round of the Iron Chef-inspired challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michieletto (left) and fellow judge Chef Rex Lee tasting Angel 1’s dish.&lt;br /&gt;The teams were given the task of creating and preparing a main course for four people within 90 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch was that the main course had to use a main secret ingredient that would only be revealed at the start of the cooking session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the preliminary round, the secret ingredient was chicken. With 58 students racing against time to prepare a great-tasting and beautifully-presented chicken dish, the situation in the culinary suites of the school was slightly chaotic, but controlled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said judge and Taylor’s College School of Hospitality and Tourism (TCHT) lecturer Chef Chong Wei Tzeh: “You could see that they didn’t have the basic training in cooking; it looked a bit messy during the first round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The final round was much better in terms of taste and presentation. You could see an obvious change — their work was much more refined and they put more thought into their presentation, especially in terms of the colour combinations and contrast.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 29 teams, six were chosen to advance to the finals held in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Upon learning that their secret ingredient was fish, each team had a quick discussion before gathering their required raw ingredients from a common counter.&lt;br /&gt;Capsicum was a common favourite, with all teams using the red and green peppers in their preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some teams chose to fry their fish, while others baked them. Cream-based sauces were used on some dishes while tomato-based sauces enhanced the other concoctions. Meanwhile, the side dishes varied from fried brinjal to potatoes, mashed or roasted, and pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said chief judge, Chef Association of Malaysia vice-president and TCHT external examiner, Chef Federico Michieletto: “Some of the dishes are quite good, while others need to be enhanced with better application.&lt;br /&gt;“I would say, four out of the six dishes are very good, if you prepare them for a regular everyday meal.”&lt;br /&gt;He commended the participants on their healthy preparation — the dishes were not too oily — as well as their sauces, which were creamy but light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There was a very nice feel to the winners dish; everything from their fish to the vegetables was good. Their dish did not look as good as some of the others, but it had a very good taste.”&lt;br /&gt;Michieletto also advised the participants to taste their food, always, as some of their dishes were not salty enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First place went to best friends Tiong Jia Hui and Wu Shin Yin of SMK Damansara Utama’s&lt;/strong&gt; Angel 1.&lt;br /&gt;They won RM500, medals, certificates and an eight-week International Certification in Patisserie course for themselves, as well as RM1,000 and the Challenge trophy for their school.&lt;br /&gt;Shin Yin, who hopes to study culinary arts, shared that they already had a list of sauces and side dishes in mind, and it was only a matter of choosing which went best with the secret ingredient.&lt;br /&gt;Said Jia Hui: “I think we coordinated very well — Shin Yi cooks well, so she did the main dish, and I’m better at decorating, so I did the presentation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The duo had previously won second place in a similar competition organised by KDU College earlier in the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Merlot, comprising Tan Der Ching and Wong Choon Lim from SMJK Katholik, Petaling Jaya, came in second, while third place went to SMK Sultan Abdul Samad, Petaling Jaya’s Boey Phooi Yee and Shelomith Tee Ren Ai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shld just leave out the last paragraph, i mean whats the point of knowing the second and third places....Its only the first that matters afterall Lol....;P. Well juniors congrats again....remember ur cooking for me at the end of the year :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aik Sern ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-632420273429260679?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/632420273429260679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=632420273429260679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/632420273429260679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/632420273429260679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/07/future-cooks-in-party.html' title='The Future Cooks in the party'/><author><name>;;;;----LAS----&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05435965723621797294</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-3613727063910128059.post-601002768781234082</id><published>2008-07-15T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:39:38.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SHuGNlgzWOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1HYAubAujrE/s1600-h/Ops_MStorm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SHuGNlgzWOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1HYAubAujrE/s400/Ops_MStorm1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915760832338146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We were given...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the Certificate of Greatness...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;...the knowledge to The Secret...&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My semester will end in about two weeks, how will I be spending my spare time? I shall go forth and perform acts of greatness and launch master plans of awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone, if you didn't already know me, my name is EanJ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry...&lt;br /&gt;... is how long must I wait to be with you again..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-601002768781234082?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/601002768781234082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=601002768781234082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/601002768781234082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/601002768781234082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-were-given.html' title=''/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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/_nW5REGdBg48/SHuGNlgzWOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1HYAubAujrE/s72-c/Ops_MStorm1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3827895943828739786</id><published>2008-06-15T02:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:32:59.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SGz_EAKwA4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/YIyQnrADMQ8/s1600-h/Blessed_Hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SGz_EAKwA4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/YIyQnrADMQ8/s400/Blessed_Hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218826512445211522" 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/3613727063910128059-3827895943828739786?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3827895943828739786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3827895943828739786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3827895943828739786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3827895943828739786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/06/blessed-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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/_nW5REGdBg48/SGz_EAKwA4I/AAAAAAAAAIg/YIyQnrADMQ8/s72-c/Blessed_Hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-6633300793975039983</id><published>2008-06-01T21:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:54:54.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0_0 Hello! -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Introducing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKjG7pPYqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YFL_E_KojTA/s1600-h/Figure1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKjG7pPYqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YFL_E_KojTA/s320/Figure1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206903458678923938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKkAvxf0GI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nM5v4qya2WE/s1600-h/Figure2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKkAvxf0GI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nM5v4qya2WE/s320/Figure2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206904451924742242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKkUQZlHCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_ESbxeXEzwU/s1600-h/Figure+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKkUQZlHCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_ESbxeXEzwU/s320/Figure+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206904787100310562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKkpF541BI/AAAAAAAAAII/M96FQ0CVP7M/s1600-h/Figure4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKkpF541BI/AAAAAAAAAII/M96FQ0CVP7M/s320/Figure4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206905145060283410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have today my latest set of figure drawing. And please, comments and critiques are more than welcome. I would like to take this opportunity to thank my fellow classmates in TOA for their priceless teachings and advices. Jon, Sofia, and Matthew Chong, just to name a few, and not forgetting the master Way Chyuan of Illustration Department, TOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Below is from a much better artist from my class, Matthew 'Kopi' Chong :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKzTbOPbLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Wog8R3ytiZM/s1600-h/IMG_0850-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKzTbOPbLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Wog8R3ytiZM/s320/IMG_0850-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206921265500089522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Matt Chong quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt; : "There's something special about HB pencils..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quote of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;EanJ.            : Why are you so quite? Especially as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Chronicle    : That's because I just climbed 3 flight of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;EanJ.              : Yeah? So? What's your point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Chronicle     : It's like a company. When you are a CEO in the top floor of the company, you talk less. But when you are a clerk at the reception of the ground floor, you talk much more. So the higher you are the less you talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. TQ.&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-6633300793975039983?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6633300793975039983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=6633300793975039983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6633300793975039983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6633300793975039983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/06/00-hello.html' title='0_0 Hello! -_-'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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/_nW5REGdBg48/SEKjG7pPYqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YFL_E_KojTA/s72-c/Figure1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3563940595754853362</id><published>2008-05-23T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T01:58:32.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH NO!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ssh71hePR8Q&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ssh71hePR8Q&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;WHAT?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-3563940595754853362?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3563940595754853362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3563940595754853362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3563940595754853362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3563940595754853362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-no.html' title='OH NO!!!!!'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-9171732084084563405</id><published>2008-05-17T21:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T03:17:23.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"E M O"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SC8Nh1NNlLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aNkS8uBpnk0/s1600-h/Emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SC8Nh1NNlLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aNkS8uBpnk0/s400/Emo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201390969505551538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friends, today we will be looking into complicating yet simple world of emo-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's that you say? You don't know what does the word "emo" means? I could tell you, but what better person to define "emo" than EmoKid#1&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*clap hands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;EanJ.             : "So EmoKid#1, what can you tell me about emo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;EmoKid#1    : "My life sux, I want to cry..." sob... sob...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There you have it! The short simplified version of the difinition of "emo". The picture above might be a little confusing as many may say that they look like goth, how can we tell the difference between goths and emos? Simple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Emos hate themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Goths hate everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Emos want to hurt themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Goths want to hurt everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SC8vGFNNlOI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y9_vuYdxRQg/s1600-h/McMorbid___EMO_Pick_Up_Lines_by_Rimfrost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SC8vGFNNlOI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y9_vuYdxRQg/s400/McMorbid___EMO_Pick_Up_Lines_by_Rimfrost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201427876159526114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok. Jokes aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The word "emo" originally come from a style of rock music which describes several independent variations of music with common stylistic roots (subject to much debate). In the mid-1980s, the term "emo" described a subgendre of hardcore punk which originated from Washington, D.C. music scene. In the later years, the term "emocore" ("emotional hardcore"), was also used to describe the emotional performances of bands Washington D.C. scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Starting in the mid-1990s, the term "emo" began to refer to the indie scene that followed the influences of Fugazi that itself was an offshoot of the first wave of emo. The so-called "indie emo" scene survived until the late 1990s, as many of the bands either disbanded or shifted to mainstream styles. As the ramaining entered the mainstream, they began to emulate the mainstream style. As a result, the term "emo" became a vaguely defined identifier rather than a specific genre of music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Majority of the people believe that "emo" meant "emotional". But, some others believe that "emotional" isn't a proper term, as 99% of bands make music to illicit emotion, which would make "emotional" a completely all-encompassing genre from classical to opera to pop to rap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Info cited from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emo_(slang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SC8dalNNlMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hjQJ5TGW4JY/s1600-h/Emo_Kid_Comfort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SC8dalNNlMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hjQJ5TGW4JY/s320/Emo_Kid_Comfort.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201408437137544386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However, the word "emo" is used differently today. It's no longer just a word to describe a genre of music. Today, emos classified it as a new rising way of feeling yourself. There are other meanings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Emo" short for "emotional"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Emo" means Taking Back Sunday and Dashboard Confessional (as what MTV led many to believe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Emo" means sidebangs, tight pants, and male vocalists who sing about their failed relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Emo" associated with metaphors/similes like "autumn", "heart", "knife", "bleeding", "leaves", and "razorblades".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's really confusing as to what is the one true contemporary meaning of "emo", perhaps there is none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SC8jjVNNlNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/V7cU01ZAkbo/s1600-h/Emo__by_redundant1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SC8jjVNNlNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/V7cU01ZAkbo/s320/Emo__by_redundant1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201415184531166418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Personally, my simple observation on what "emo" means, and how it's widely used in my community is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"An emotional state of mind (often negative) where a person in a emo period is struggling mentally to withstand any form of psychological suffering..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other words, emo people are sad; sad people are emo, or at least that is how I view it in a simplified way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where it is fine to have an outpour of sadness during trying times, don't, however, take it out physically on yourself, it will only lead to your downfall. Go seek comfort from your friends, talk to someone wiser to help you through. I find this quote from the bible to be useful, it has always helped me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;"...we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" id="en-NIV-28037" class="sup" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;perseverance, character; and character, hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" id="en-NIV-28038" class="sup" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Romans 5: 3-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friends, I hope we learned something today. Yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0691600/"&gt;Susan Pevensie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1602660/"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I am Prince Caspian.&lt;br /&gt;=============================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/3613727063910128059-9171732084084563405?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/9171732084084563405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=9171732084084563405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/9171732084084563405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/9171732084084563405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/05/e-m-o.html' title='&quot;E M O&quot;'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SC8Nh1NNlLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/aNkS8uBpnk0/s72-c/Emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3438199248451291529</id><published>2008-05-12T23:50:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:16:59.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...of INFATUATION or LOVE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChbLO3ThVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hgMbh10NGN4/s1600-h/infatuation_by_YourBadHabit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChbLO3ThVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hgMbh10NGN4/s320/infatuation_by_YourBadHabit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199506018325988690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feelings of panic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uncertainty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Overpowering lust...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feverish excitement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Impatience...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Infatuation... we are into it! Countless men and women live in anxious hope of experiencing it as soon as possible, moreover, over and over again should it be necessary; It has become a popular culture and a famous model for love itself. At this point of time, infatuation fever is directing the most critical intimate decisions of an large sub-culture of singles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLD IT RIGHT THERE! Before you rush to your next plunge, consider some of the viewpoints of the most popular of all feeling states. Stop, wait, and think about what it really is to be infatuated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Infatuation is defined as a kind of affliction. . The more popular alternative to the word is - to have a 'crush' on someone. Most of us recognise it as a state in which a person has that warm fuzzy feeling within. Desire focuses on a particular someone and suddenly nothing matters but that strong attraction. The dictionary strongly suggests that the result of infatuation is a reduction of mental capacity, a synonym "folly" predicting grave consequences to follow from stupidity resulting from fixated passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does it sound familiar? Nevertheless, there must be something about infatuation that accounts for the hold it has over our imaginations and our choices. Most of us know the feelings of infatuation from direct personal experience. Clearly we have all been introduced to 'Love Fever' through sleep-overs at friends' house, fairy tales, literature, show, movies and the sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;PHASE I : STRICKEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChjRO3ThWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3UbVh6y0M30/s1600-h/First_Sight_by_autumncry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChjRO3ThWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3UbVh6y0M30/s320/First_Sight_by_autumncry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199514917498226018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The first to every life of infatuation is that very 'special' moment when someone suddenly takes on 'special' meaning for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is perhaps you hear a particular attraction in someone's voice that strikes a chord in your heart. Or maybe you are warmed by that unexpected gaze of tenderness. It is an intriguing remark that goes straight to your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning has struck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;PHASE II : INTRUSIVE THINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChll-3ThXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1t8BU7lgeNE/s1600-h/Infatuation_by_LostInBlackAndWhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChll-3ThXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1t8BU7lgeNE/s320/Infatuation_by_LostInBlackAndWhite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199517473003767154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the lightning strike comes a storm of intrusive thinking of the desired one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every experience you now have seems connected with their qualities, every shared moment filled with new meaning. When apart, you review and relish each moment spent in their presence and ruminate on their flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live in vigilant expectation of the next contact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PHASE III : IDEALISATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChpjO3ThYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VoW5_SVyqSA/s1600-h/Heart_Shaped_Rock_by_speedyfearless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChpjO3ThYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VoW5_SVyqSA/s320/Heart_Shaped_Rock_by_speedyfearless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199521823805638018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Idealisation sets in early in the intrusive thinking phase. The attractive warmth permeates everything and creates that perfectness with which we love to blind ourselves. For a while, you see no flaws in that beloved someone and admits to no blocks to forward progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;PHASE IV : THE EMOTIONAL ROLLERCOASTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChreu3ThZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nIqDyiBfzOI/s1600-h/My_Emotional_Bre____by_yana182_by_PortraitPencilArt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChreu3ThZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/nIqDyiBfzOI/s320/My_Emotional_Bre____by_yana182_by_PortraitPencilArt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199523945519482258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From this high intensity anticipation comes the primary emotional dynamic of infatuation: an exquisite combination of hope and uncertainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Upon this point, life becomes that famous rollercoaster ride - delightful reciprocity followed by agonizing doubts of ultimate success. Fear, simple fear is now consciously driving the infatuation within you; -the-fear-of-not-getting-what-you-have-begun-to-desire- is the unique torment reserved for people who are infatuated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This form of human experience is as well-recorded as any emotional memories has ever been. You can fund poignant elaborations on the process incised upon clay tablets, etched in marble, painted on papyrus, fixed in celluloid, playing on the radio, showed on TV, and filtering through the voices all around you. IT IS A FAMOUS AND FAVOURITE FORM OF ANGUISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then again, how can something so uncomfortable be so irresistible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"How then?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Science's answer to it would be the existence of an amphetamine-like chemical called phenylethlamin (PEA) which is rapidly activated (in a flash!) within the brain when we begin to feel attracted to someone. But other some other scientists claim that it paves way to peculiar contemporary disorder, namely 'The Relationship Disorder'. This form of 'drug addiction' acts like speed, people who are not used to the rush begin to crave. In other words, an infatuated person may have multiple relationships at different times, not long enough to develop a relationship that really makes them happy or leads to lasting happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Why then?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Psychology's answer is that of a most profound contribution to modern thought was to show us the extent of our behavior is guided by unconscious processes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another popular idea is that opposites attract, and for very good reasons. Theory shows that we are unconsciously drawn to those who exhibit qualities we find lacking - or somehow undeveloped - in our own psyches and that we always seek to complete or balance ourselves somehow through intimate attachments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Harville Hendrix, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keeping the Love You Find: A Guide for Singles&lt;/span&gt;, has one of the best explanations for why we tend to fall so heavily and helplessly into the infatuated state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He says we each have in our memory a highly individual imprint, a mental construct called imago, in which the best and worst attributes of our earliest caretakers have been crystallised. The imago we have of our dream lover is like an intimacy template the influences and filters our perception so that we are particularly attentive and sensitised to those who match our private patterns. This then accounts for the highly specific nature of our infatuations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCh0te3ThaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CkiRg7lbybA/s1600-h/love_is_a_question_by_blahizmyname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCh0te3ThaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CkiRg7lbybA/s320/love_is_a_question_by_blahizmyname.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199534094527202722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The deeper we go into this matter, the more infatuation seems to reflect its dictionary definition as the epitome of foolishness. The experience seems to take conscious choice right out of the picture. When we are infatuated with someone, it is as though we become little love robots, biochemical puppets with no will of our own, without a rational thought in our heads!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And what is the stupendous pay-off for what seems to be a love offering of mindless surrender?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY, now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How often have you experienced highly erotic and deeply gratifying love-making with someone with whom you were having a 'crush'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How often has the object of you feverish desire turned out to be as you imagined him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many smoldering, day-dreamed passions have actually burst into flame for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many times have you been a 'Fool for Love' only to realise within weeks or months that there was no love there, only helpless yearning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many sunny, companionable days have you actually spent with someone you longed to have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In short... how many times has infatuation worked for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The answers to these questions show there is little happiness in 'crushes' itself, precious little daily satisfaction is possible while we are acting the 'Fool for Love'. That is because the state of infatuation thrives on distance and frustration. It flourishes under difficult circumstances. It is not magnified by consummation and familiarity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Note: Infatuation can't exceed its own expectations. It is the spark and the emotional kindling, it is not a steady warming fire. It is an appetizer that makes you anticipate the full banquet, but it will not keep you warm and it will not fill you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Infatuation begins as an important emotional signal to point you in the direction of desire and get you moving. But it is not yet love and its impetus will never take the place of thinking about what you want and acting persistently on that intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCh4s-3ThbI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-gPzewYWSlU/s1600-h/Picture_Perfect_Love_by_darkangel4lyfe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCh4s-3ThbI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-gPzewYWSlU/s320/Picture_Perfect_Love_by_darkangel4lyfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199538483983779250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When all is said and done, we will always want to fall in love with the pull of a potent attraction. We will always want to love infatuation and we will always reserve our right to be a 'Fool for Love'. And that is as it should be. Who doesn't want to feel moved by the thrill of a profound, mysterious attraction that is able to overpower our ego defenses and cause us to open our soul to another with theimpetuosity of a child? The state of infatuation is so powerful that we want infatuation to have a meaning beyond that of a chemically-induced trance phenomenon. AND IT'S POSSIBLE, but with just one little catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In order to make certain that infatuation can fulfill its true role in the natural discovery and growth of love, we have to stay semi-conscious and aware of our choices. Only conscious surrender and sustained attachment can make the original spark of infatuation eventually work to our benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Info cited from: &lt;/span&gt;http://www.sosuave,com/articles/infatuation.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCh6se3ThcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/riLIo1reiEE/s1600-h/1co137c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCh6se3ThcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/riLIo1reiEE/s320/1co137c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199540674417100226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Personally, 'crushes' may start at some point, but it will not necessarily turn to love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had my fair share of infatuations, and believe me when I say your mental capacity will drop when in the presence of that someone, so much so your choices seem irrational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Infatuation isn't love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;True love stands the test of time, and time will tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-3438199248451291529?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3438199248451291529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3438199248451291529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3438199248451291529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3438199248451291529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-infatuation-of-love.html' title='...of INFATUATION or LOVE...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SChbLO3ThVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hgMbh10NGN4/s72-c/infatuation_by_YourBadHabit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-2602160957337678257</id><published>2008-05-09T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:12:36.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I looked up in the sky... and I thought to myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCR3coEh0tI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tqPo02GKoDM/s1600-h/Fly_by_Brvno2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCR3coEh0tI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tqPo02GKoDM/s320/Fly_by_Brvno2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198411203568849618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Flying feels pretty good..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-2602160957337678257?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/2602160957337678257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=2602160957337678257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2602160957337678257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2602160957337678257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-looked-up-in-sky-and-i-thought-to.html' title='I looked up in the sky... and I thought to myself...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCR3coEh0tI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tqPo02GKoDM/s72-c/Fly_by_Brvno2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-8248480828268585650</id><published>2008-05-06T21:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:31:35.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freshmen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just last week, I was having a conversation with Daryl and Gary in McDonalds, 1U. We were reminiscing on the old days when we were in primary and secondary school. When we reached the part on our freshmen year in secondary school SMKDU, we shared how our freshmen year wasn't all it turn out to be, it is considered our '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark Ages&lt;/span&gt;', if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While during our freshmen year of SMKDU, a number of freshmen already knew each other as they were in the same school from before (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SKDU, which is relatively near SMKDU&lt;/span&gt;). As for the others (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those from other schools&lt;/span&gt;), I believe that they will have a harder time to find a place within the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*flash back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I was in class 1 Melur. The first 3 friends I made was Loh Kee Wen, Nicholas Ong and Chuah Min Ern. Of course I instantly recognised Wei Wen when he entered class a few days later since I already knew him back in primary school days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Life goes on in form 1 as I choose to try out for prefect. That is only because my older brother was in prefect once, so I thought it would be fun. It wasn't that tough to pass being a prefect, especially when my brother was a prefect and the senior of my seniors in form 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the year in form 1, I was being a bastard &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(those who knew of my past would know of this)&lt;/span&gt;, and being the naive prefect I was, I just went around doing whatever my senior prefects asked me to do, I followed the rules of the books &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not entirely but most of it)&lt;/span&gt;. This went on for too long to the point where I made more enemies than friends, even my fellow prefects then think I'm too bossy and too much of a bastard. When I was elected to become the Discipline Officer of prefect, almost all of the prefects threatened to q&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(but they didn't, because my seniors intervene).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure, so much for my freshmen year, not to say mine was the worse, but it was bad enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, my freshmen year in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;*ends flash back*&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshmen year is considered a very important year as this particular year is the decider of the remainder of your secondary school life. It'll decide where you will be in the hidden secondary school hierarchy. IT WILL ALL-SO DECIDE WHO IS POPULAR AND WHO IS NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad indeed to know these things exist, where freshmen face identity crisis and is finding his/her place withing the school's society. Perhaps they wondering that should they fail, they are doomed to live the rest of their secondary school life in dumps -so to speak-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I think these things shouldn't exist, it is inevitable. But to those who feel that they they are failing their freshmen year, don't fret. There are another 4 years to fix it. Sure it'll be a wound in your pass, but 'tis a wound that will be a reminder of how it came to be and how you fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another important issue is that don't dwell in it. There are few I know that have this problem, where they wonder how their life turn out the way they did, and they hate it alot. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T FEEL THAT WAY!&lt;/span&gt; It'll surely halt your progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the best example, not am I the person closest to perfection. But I am glad that I had the very bad freshmen year I had. Through it I realise things, things too much for me to blog here. But to sum it all up, the end of form 5 I was simply labeled by almost all of the form 5 body of 2005 as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Ean? Yeah I know him. Don't know him too well, but he's a nice guy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OH YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I GOT THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"JUST A NICE GUY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LABEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm that boy which holds the new testament bible with me daily. I'm not the most popular kid in school, but I'm balanced enough to befriend everyone from the popular kids and the not-so-popular kids. Maybe that's why I was labeled the "Just a Nice guy" label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCCA1GaaRoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rf1MNTMCUag/s1600-h/Leisure_by_eggyjon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCCA1GaaRoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rf1MNTMCUag/s320/Leisure_by_eggyjon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197295619728361090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This is me, in Melacca with Lydia and Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCCA9WaaRpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ljRX4da32og/s1600-h/Lost__by_eggyjon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCCA9WaaRpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ljRX4da32og/s320/Lost__by_eggyjon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197295761462281874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is me, lost in Melacca with Stan, Matt, and Jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCCBPGaaRqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BaRw_sp-OLE/s1600-h/Special+Peepol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCCBPGaaRqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BaRw_sp-OLE/s320/Special+Peepol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197296066404959906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is me, in PopArt with Jon, Ruz, Matt, Nick, Xtine and Sofia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCCAsmaaRnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Qz1j7W-B8JE/s1600-h/IMG_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCCAsmaaRnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Qz1j7W-B8JE/s320/IMG_1303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197295473699473010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is me, in Zanmai Sushi with Jon and Stan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(From Iron Man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004753/"&gt;Christine Everheart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Tony Stark! Christine Everheart, Vanity Fair magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000375/"&gt;Tony Stark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Hi, yeah okay, go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004753/"&gt;Christine Everheart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Mr. Stark, you've been called the Da Vinci of our time; what do you say to that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000375/"&gt;Tony Stark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Absolutely ridiculous, I don't paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004753/"&gt;Christine Everheart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: What do you say to your other nickname, the 'Merchant of Death'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000375/"&gt;Tony Stark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: That's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/3613727063910128059-8248480828268585650?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/8248480828268585650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=8248480828268585650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8248480828268585650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8248480828268585650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/05/freshmen.html' title='Freshmen'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/SCCA1GaaRoI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rf1MNTMCUag/s72-c/Leisure_by_eggyjon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-179905952027041098</id><published>2008-04-11T15:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:07:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Eggs</title><content type='html'>This year, 6 of the 7 of us turn 2 decades old. And the first(s) to do so is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*drumroll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE AIK TWINS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/R_8bjTI6SGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/px9P7VLc6s4/s1600-h/CIMG1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/R_8bjTI6SGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/px9P7VLc6s4/s400/CIMG1606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187895589001119842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Too bad not all of us can celebrate with you guys, happy birthday and best wishes, appreciate life and friends, and good luck getting old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, 2 down, 4 to go. And one next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-179905952027041098?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/179905952027041098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=179905952027041098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/179905952027041098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/179905952027041098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-eggs.html' title='Happy Birthday Eggs'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/R_8bjTI6SGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/px9P7VLc6s4/s72-c/CIMG1606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3682246000606032514</id><published>2008-03-27T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:11:28.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As of 26 March 2008.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am no longer a 'P'rofessional driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell my 'P'rofessional status, we've been through much together......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-3682246000606032514?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3682246000606032514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3682246000606032514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3682246000606032514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3682246000606032514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-of-26-march-2008.html' title='As of 26 March 2008.....'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-7716824631559421283</id><published>2008-03-24T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:42:25.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;During my second month of college, our professor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;and had breezed through the questions until I read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;the last one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;cleaning woman several times. She was tall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I handed in my paper, leaving the last question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;the last question would count toward our quiz grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;you will meet many people. All are significant. They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;deserve your attention and care, even if all you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;is smile and say "hello."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;name was Dorothy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;One night, at 11:30 p.m., an elderly African-American &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;broken down and she desperately needed a ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A young white man stopped to help her, generally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;unheard of in those conflict-filled 60s.. The man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;took her to safety, helped her get assistance and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;put her into a taxicab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;special note was attached..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the other night. The rain drenched not only my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;husband's bedside just before he passed away... God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The little boy pulled is hand out of his pocket and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;studied the coins in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;By now more people were waiting for a table and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;waitress was growing impatient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The little boy again counted his coins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;were two nickels and five pennies.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;to have enough left to leave her a tip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anything about getting the stone out of the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then a peasant came along carrying a load of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;stone to the s ide of the road. After much pushing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and straining, he finally succeeded. After the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a purse lying in the road where the boulder had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;from the King indicating that the gold was for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;peasant learned what many of us never understand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;was suffering from a rare &amp;amp; serious disease. Her only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;chance of recovery appeared to be a blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;miraculously survived the same disease and had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;developed the antibodies needed to combat the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;illness. The doctor explained the situation to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;little brother, and asked the little boy if he would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;be willing to give his blood to his sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;face grew pale and his smile faded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;He looked up at the doctor and asked with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;sister all of his blood in order to save her. &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/3613727063910128059-7716824631559421283?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/7716824631559421283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=7716824631559421283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7716824631559421283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7716824631559421283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/03/five-lessons-to-make-you-think-about.html' title='Five lessons to make you think about the way we treat people.'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-6892808358990848652</id><published>2008-03-15T23:46:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T00:46:19.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm classified as a 'B-' student for this subject</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Figure 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v3O4pZiPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XkM--y7-FsI/s1600-h/Figure1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v3O4pZiPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XkM--y7-FsI/s320/Figure1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178004031688771826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Figure 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v4EYpZiQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2XNgz6TfYHk/s1600-h/Figure2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v4EYpZiQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2XNgz6TfYHk/s320/Figure2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178004950811773186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Figure 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v4eYpZiRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uFpqbSL-Lf8/s1600-h/Figure3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v4eYpZiRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uFpqbSL-Lf8/s320/Figure3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178005397488371986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v42YpZiSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jBeYYEC5BaU/s1600-h/Figure4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v42YpZiSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jBeYYEC5BaU/s320/Figure4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178005809805232418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Figure 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v5KYpZiTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/s8y9LxUWfrs/s1600-h/Figure5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v5KYpZiTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/s8y9LxUWfrs/s320/Figure5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178006153402616114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;These days, I find that my eye sight is worsening after each series of projects and drawings. Jon said to me: "Maybe you are just exhausted from all the work..." I really hope so. I cannot see as well without my glasses than I used to be. I have to consider my health in this case. However Matthew Chong has this to say: "Assignments are more important." Sure it is, but do remember as well that you need strength to finish your assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, I have this to say: "Wei Wen, here you go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-6892808358990848652?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6892808358990848652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=6892808358990848652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6892808358990848652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6892808358990848652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-classified-as-b-student-for-this.html' title='I&apos;m classified as a &apos;B-&apos; student for this subject'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R9v3O4pZiPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XkM--y7-FsI/s72-c/Figure1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-6402569458357948334</id><published>2008-02-29T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:59:16.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why won't you talk to me? After all we've been through..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And the replies to the question above is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NoelleChew: 0.0 "hi"&lt;br /&gt;CheeSeng: "I can only wish I could even when I look at you"&lt;br /&gt;Yit Meng: "uhhhhhh?"&lt;br /&gt;KaiXin: "?"&lt;br /&gt;SharonLam: "hello sorry!"&lt;br /&gt;SeeWah: "? apa?"&lt;br /&gt;Adrienna: "hey how are u?"&lt;br /&gt;NgSimin: "?"&lt;br /&gt;SharonLim: "hahah is this a joke?"&lt;br /&gt;EllenChua: "har?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-6402569458357948334?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6402569458357948334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=6402569458357948334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6402569458357948334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6402569458357948334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-wont-you-talk-to-me-after-all-weve.html' title='&quot;Why won&apos;t you talk to me? After all we&apos;ve been through...&quot;'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-3824052793530966283</id><published>2008-02-20T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:19:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christine : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;"Chronicle, I want to lose some weight. Do you think you could suggest some health tips so that I can lose weight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chronicle : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;"Well, ... you can start by wearing less."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christine : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;".....er....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*pauses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chronicle : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;You see, like now I am 65kg,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (lift up bag) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;and if carry my bag I am 70kg, and when I let it go again I am 65kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-3824052793530966283?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3824052793530966283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3824052793530966283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3824052793530966283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3824052793530966283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/02/quote-of-week.html' title='Quote of the week'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-6673450851176470677</id><published>2008-02-16T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T00:08:11.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about time to write something at least...</title><content type='html'>Yea.. kinda bored, so decided to post something,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. kowtow to all juniors. congrats with the third place.. again. Keep up the good work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. So, an update on my happenings. Work. Eat. Computer. Sleep. BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at burger kings, and i really am starting to get sick of their food. Not to mention the effects on your overall health.. Think 'Super Size Me'. Money's pretty good though. And the work is good and quite hectic. Especially on Rugby days. The stadium is a stone's throw away from the restaurant. Just down the road. And the rugby crowd would stop by for dinner before the game starts.. I easily made 200 burgers in that hour alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is quite mundane over here. Not many people, but more and more coming back as uni opening gets nearer. Spent Chinese New Year sleeping. And watching movies and tv series from the computer. Missing home.. and the Ang Pows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with life so boring, I got thinking on what i wanna do when I get back. I was thinking maybe you guys wanna stretch you r creativity a little and Record the entire Dui mian de nu hai can guo lai song into a music track. complete with background vocals and music. What say you guys? Ours summer project? I'll try to learn up on some audio editing software and I already have microphones back home. we have plenty of guitars to go around for sure. If we cant get hold of real drums, I have this programmable musical keyboard that connects to the computer. Voila, there you have it! If compiling the song takes less effort than expected, how bout a music video? And if you guys are interested, we can do other songs for fun. Think about it, we could become famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats bout it. I'm no camwhore, so I have absolutely zero pictures. Nil. Nada. Zilch. never took any since I got here. Bla.. bla.. bla... really bored.. trying to find something to say... Nah.. thats bout it. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-6673450851176470677?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6673450851176470677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=6673450851176470677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6673450851176470677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6673450851176470677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/02/about-time-to-write-smoething-at-least.html' title='about time to write something at least...'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-900318716190639990</id><published>2008-02-16T03:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T04:36:22.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMKDU Sports Day Marching Competition '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SL(Y)180 won 3rd place again this year for the fourth time in a row since 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess who won 1st and 2nd place this year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YOU'VE GUESSED CORRECT!!! It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PKBM&lt;/span&gt; in 1st place and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Police Cadet&lt;/span&gt; in 2nd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm still waiting for my dear juniors to breach into the top 2, but then it got me thinking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"The judges in our annual marching competition are of officers from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PKBM&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Police Cadet&lt;/span&gt;, or so I'm told..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If that is true, then there is a high possibility that the judging has and always been biase. Well, we all knew that since a long time ago, I don't even remember when is the last time any other uniform bodies were in the top 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sad isn't it? I was told that even the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scouts&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. Johns&lt;/span&gt; did great. For the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scouts&lt;/span&gt;, I am not surprise, they have always been superb in their foot drills. And I'm happy to see how far the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. Johns'&lt;/span&gt; have progress since the last time I saw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most creative formation would have to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PBSM's&lt;/span&gt; formation &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and I'm stating this as an Art&amp;amp;Design student, not as a former member)&lt;/span&gt;. I'm proud to see them trying out new styles and executing it boldly. I've one advice thought for them though, should any of my juniors read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't know if any of you realise this, but we always have one weakness within our marching - IT'S VERY DRAGGY!!! I'd have to wait for a period of time before the next interesting part appears, there's no constant flow of energy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With all that being said and done, I believe that the true first place starts from 3rd. Let the top 2 battle among themselves. Until the judging becomes fair, the top 2 place seems pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;GOOD JOB PBSM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-900318716190639990?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/900318716190639990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=900318716190639990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/900318716190639990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/900318716190639990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/02/smkdu-sports-day-marching-competition.html' title='SMKDU Sports Day Marching Competition &apos;08'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-1947241947683136754</id><published>2008-02-10T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:42:49.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Chinese New Year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I collected Ang Pao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R67w7RmfQAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CMPl-SzmcdY/s1600-h/MS050_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R67w7RmfQAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CMPl-SzmcdY/s200/MS050_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165330723768320002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-1947241947683136754?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/1947241947683136754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=1947241947683136754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1947241947683136754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1947241947683136754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-chinese-new-year.html' title='This Chinese New Year....'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R67w7RmfQAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CMPl-SzmcdY/s72-c/MS050_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-1200255797090230329</id><published>2008-02-05T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:56:17.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My class was divided into 2 groups, namely E1 and E2 (E1 being the morning class while E2 is the afternoon class). I was in E1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since I was pretty much occupied during the E1 session (busy with my own group and all that), I couldn't find time to take pictures of the dramas in E1. I have however all the time I need to take pictures in E2, since I'm not involve in any drama within E2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here we go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iBPAoBEoI/AAAAAAAAABE/nzpWNeVKtHA/s1600-h/IMG_9031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iBPAoBEoI/AAAAAAAAABE/nzpWNeVKtHA/s320/IMG_9031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163519067646136962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Longan (Jol Wee) seducing Billy Gates (Ben)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iCpQoBErI/AAAAAAAAABc/tR9NRoLkrI0/s1600-h/IMG_9051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iCpQoBErI/AAAAAAAAABc/tR9NRoLkrI0/s320/IMG_9051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163520618129330866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: If your most trusted partner betrays you......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iCBgoBEpI/AAAAAAAAABM/A83ouXNy3rw/s1600-h/IMG_9034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iCBgoBEpI/AAAAAAAAABM/A83ouXNy3rw/s320/IMG_9034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163519935229530770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With our main characters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jon (Jon) and Jane (Wai Kwan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iCawoBEqI/AAAAAAAAABU/kxk0XQatdp0/s1600-h/IMG_9036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iCawoBEqI/AAAAAAAAABU/kxk0XQatdp0/s320/IMG_9036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163520369021227682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iC5QoBEsI/AAAAAAAAABk/RW-hKh2eFEM/s1600-h/IMG_9056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iC5QoBEsI/AAAAAAAAABk/RW-hKh2eFEM/s320/IMG_9056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163520893007237826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: If..... (I don't remember)&lt;br /&gt;(L to R) First Mate (Ahmed), Captain (Esa) and Voodoo Master (Afeno)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iDYAoBEuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/49mimFXnhD0/s1600-h/IMG_9067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iDYAoBEuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/49mimFXnhD0/s320/IMG_9067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163521421288215266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: If... (I forgot)&lt;br /&gt;But everyone dies at the end (well.... 2 died, I'm not sure about the other 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iDIQoBEtI/AAAAAAAAABs/6e3QFwmqENk/s1600-h/IMG_9066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iDIQoBEtI/AAAAAAAAABs/6e3QFwmqENk/s320/IMG_9066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163521150705275602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iDpgoBEvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kd6t7w7Qbp0/s1600-h/IMG_9073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iDpgoBEvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/kd6t7w7Qbp0/s320/IMG_9073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163521721935926002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: If......(I don't know exactly, but it got something to do with extreme obsession)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iETgoBEwI/AAAAAAAAACE/l9VOKeGdSdQ/s1600-h/IMG_9076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iETgoBEwI/AAAAAAAAACE/l9VOKeGdSdQ/s320/IMG_9076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163522443490431746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: If... ( Hmmmm....) This one is sad, everyone character died at the end (no sequel for sure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iEkgoBExI/AAAAAAAAACM/W73r4ad9Kik/s1600-h/IMG_9077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iEkgoBExI/AAAAAAAAACM/W73r4ad9Kik/s320/IMG_9077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163522735548207890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: If your day repeats over and over again... (something like that&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L to R) Main character (Shin Mei), brother of the main character (Nicholas), best friend of main character (Yen Shing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iE4AoBEyI/AAAAAAAAACU/xwoQfvlmg80/s1600-h/IMG_9101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iE4AoBEyI/AAAAAAAAACU/xwoQfvlmg80/s320/IMG_9101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163523070555656994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title: If... (I forgot... again...) However, this one is interesting, with storyline and visual effects that are stunning. The actor/actresses were great too, especially Priscilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iOqAoBE-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/dmniXniv6f4/s1600-h/IMG_9099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iOqAoBE-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/dmniXniv6f4/s320/IMG_9099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163533825153766370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iFNwoBEzI/AAAAAAAAACc/3bCJVcKvXDI/s1600-h/IMG_9093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iFNwoBEzI/AAAAAAAAACc/3bCJVcKvXDI/s320/IMG_9093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163523444217811762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That was the 2nd drama assignment, The Magic 'IF'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;==========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Our 3rd drama assignment, here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We start of with the only group that got an 'A'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iGbgoBE0I/AAAAAAAAACk/nR5NJV5PrHc/s1600-h/IMG_9145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iGbgoBE0I/AAAAAAAAACk/nR5NJV5PrHc/s320/IMG_9145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163524779952640834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iGwwoBE1I/AAAAAAAAACs/h6ZX5bFDbDA/s1600-h/IMG_9144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iGwwoBE1I/AAAAAAAAACs/h6ZX5bFDbDA/s320/IMG_9144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163525145024861010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class E2&lt;br /&gt;Father Warren's (Stanley) outfit was amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iHNgoBE2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Jj2EZ5WvswE/s1600-h/IMG_9156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iHNgoBE2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Jj2EZ5WvswE/s320/IMG_9156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163525638946100066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iHiwoBE3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/k9m3oxIt__U/s1600-h/IMG_9149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iHiwoBE3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/k9m3oxIt__U/s320/IMG_9149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163526004018320242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iH5QoBE4I/AAAAAAAAADE/bXZw46xbBIE/s1600-h/IMG_9154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iH5QoBE4I/AAAAAAAAADE/bXZw46xbBIE/s320/IMG_9154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163526390565376898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But Father Warren died (MUAHAHAHAHAH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Killed by Cecilia (Estrella), our main character out of righteous vengeance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E2. We have here the alternate version of Mission Impossible...&lt;br /&gt;This one had a interesting way of presenting its characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iIQAoBE5I/AAAAAAAAADM/xpDskHbEr7M/s1600-h/IMG_9183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iIQAoBE5I/AAAAAAAAADM/xpDskHbEr7M/s320/IMG_9183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163526781407400850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iIggoBE6I/AAAAAAAAADU/j1pBpchmssw/s1600-h/IMG_9172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iIggoBE6I/AAAAAAAAADU/j1pBpchmssw/s320/IMG_9172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163527064875242402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Class E2. Now this one had a theme of Kings and Mage/Witch, Royalty and Peasants (similar to those in Medieval times), but they did it in a modern context. A modern medieval if you may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iIyQoBE7I/AAAAAAAAADc/AG5kUxyaKXE/s1600-h/IMG_9196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iIyQoBE7I/AAAAAAAAADc/AG5kUxyaKXE/s320/IMG_9196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163527369817920434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iJDAoBE8I/AAAAAAAAADk/hXaKXxU9IZc/s1600-h/IMG_9189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iJDAoBE8I/AAAAAAAAADk/hXaKXxU9IZc/s320/IMG_9189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163527657580729282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Priscilla played the witch/mage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iJ1goBE9I/AAAAAAAAADs/ItGv88nBzUw/s1600-h/IMG_9193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iJ1goBE9I/AAAAAAAAADs/ItGv88nBzUw/s320/IMG_9193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163528525164123090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kar played the King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad I couldn't take more pictures in E1, but I'm sure others have more pictures of E1 than I have.&lt;br /&gt;Jared should have most of the video clips of our drama, while Wai Kwan have more photos of E1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-1200255797090230329?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/1200255797090230329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=1200255797090230329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1200255797090230329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1200255797090230329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/02/drama-class.html' title='Drama Class'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp3.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R6iBPAoBEoI/AAAAAAAAABE/nzpWNeVKtHA/s72-c/IMG_9031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-9060576515500013282</id><published>2008-01-07T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:09:59.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Partayy!</title><content type='html'>Everyone's here!! &lt;a href="http://wildflowerwne.blogspot.com"&gt;*Click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly Wei Wen's back in New Zealand. Make sure you try to update your blog kayy, should keep you in company. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-9060576515500013282?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/9060576515500013282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=9060576515500013282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/9060576515500013282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/9060576515500013282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/01/pool-partayy.html' title='Pool Partayy!'/><author><name>WnE</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-6898283726613652049</id><published>2008-01-03T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:55:33.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke</title><content type='html'>I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Wen, Ean, Aik Oui, Aik Sern, me and a bunch of lovely friends went to karaoke yesterday. Here's &lt;a href="http://wildflowerwne.blogspot.com/2008/01/karaoke.html"&gt;the post and pictures!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-6898283726613652049?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6898283726613652049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=6898283726613652049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6898283726613652049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6898283726613652049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/01/karaoke.html' title='Karaoke'/><author><name>WnE</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-5344193612916187349</id><published>2008-01-01T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:48:02.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008... New year is here....</title><content type='html'>Yup.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-5344193612916187349?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5344193612916187349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5344193612916187349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5344193612916187349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5344193612916187349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-new-year-is-here.html' title='2008... New year is here....'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-7007329481124075002</id><published>2007-12-29T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:23:33.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise Day</title><content type='html'>Wei Wen, Jun Xuen, Ellen my sister and I went to exercise today together! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and funny antics are available at &lt;a href="http://wildflowerwne.blogspot.com"&gt;Winnie's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lenchua.blogspot.com"&gt;Ellen's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-7007329481124075002?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/7007329481124075002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=7007329481124075002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7007329481124075002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7007329481124075002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/12/exercise-day.html' title='Exercise Day'/><author><name>WnE</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4719211125690465398</id><published>2007-12-22T01:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T02:47:43.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I was young...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Continuing the tale...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*flash back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was young and stupid then...now I am only stupid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Throughout my life I had my fair share of infatuations, but his tale is about one infatuation that I took to the next level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was 12 years old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feelings I had for this girl. But this time, I gathered up my courage and told her how I felt. And what do you know, she felt the same way too. The feeling was ecstatic like how many of you would know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our 'so-called' relationship continued on for a period of time. However, at this very period of time, due to some circumstances, I formed a character hated by everyone. If I were to describe myself then, I would probably say I am a quiet stuck-up insensitive loner who is no different than a donkey's behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, my character then would best understood if I told you the outcome of it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I became a social outcast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made more enemies than friends. Even my childhood friends wanted to slap me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had no friends during my freshman year of SMKDU, along with that I angered gangsters that wanted to slaughter me then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I was elected as the prefect's Discipline Officer for form 2, majority of the prefects of my age then wanted to quit as soon as they found out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, that was my life then the dawn of the new millennium. How did I turn out to be that way? Well, I'm not going to go into details. But know this, it's all related to that relationship with that girl (I'm not blaming her in anyway, the fault is entirely mine).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a year or so, we 'broke-up'. It was (kind-of) my first time experiencing it, the first cut to the heart is the deepest. A flood of sadness overwhelmed me at that time, that I made a vow, somewhat a promise to God that I won't have any relationship with any female for my 5 years in SMKDU, that I will focus on what is more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From than onwards, things began to change for the better, slowly but surely. I only began  to make friends in form 2, by God's grace trying to right  my wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then, what I want to share today, is about my 5 years vow.  I still had my fair share of crushes and infatuation during these 5 years, however I never made any effort to take any form of step further. The outcome? Heheheh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's due to my hated character that I portrait that my juniors are afraid of me, though I tried to change, some essence of it still lingers.&lt;br /&gt;And I believe because of that vow, I had this fear of females as how my fellow wuliaonanhai would describe.&lt;br /&gt;And also along the way, I have learned to compress my emotions deep within. My course mates seemed to think I am incapable of emotions. Some others say I am putting on a mask often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh. This is me, or at least it's how I look at myself then now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My childhood friend Ben Ong, who have been following me on this particular journey, asked me a question one day just after form 5: "So Ean, now that your 'cursed' (he's talking about the vow I made) is finally over, who are you targeting next?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE?!? No, not yet. I'll somehow know when God crosses my path with the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for myself, my fellow wuliaonanhai said that I changed since the last time we gathered, they said I became even more open and dare to say things I normally wouldn't dare to say. Is it? Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=======================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time! Blessed Christmas and Happy Holidays!&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/3613727063910128059-4719211125690465398?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4719211125690465398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4719211125690465398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4719211125690465398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4719211125690465398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-i-was-young.html' title='When I was young...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-1790759905862950427</id><published>2007-12-13T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T16:14:42.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://wildflowerwne.blogspot.com"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt; for pictures of Aik Sern and I @ Laundry Bar yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winnie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-1790759905862950427?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/1790759905862950427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=1790759905862950427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1790759905862950427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1790759905862950427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/12/laundry.html' title='Laundry'/><author><name>WnE</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3002265519881571359</id><published>2007-12-11T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:59:28.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wei Wen's Birthday Surprise!</title><content type='html'>Hehe! At 11pm on the 2nd of December 2007, We bunch of sneaky children creeped at neighbouring houses, in hopes that Wei Wen did not suspect anything, and that Auntie Lim did not accidentally blurt out our plans. But she is a gem! Thanks Auntie for your help! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poser pictures and funny antics were of abundance before we charged into Wei Wen's house, i.e as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16wISHQFjI/AAAAAAAABsc/xDl8vjbwp-s/s1600-h/P1040482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16wISHQFjI/AAAAAAAABsc/xDl8vjbwp-s/s320/P1040482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142741480851379762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, Ean's car is the model and Aik Bros are the props. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16yQSHQFoI/AAAAAAAABtE/h2nBrw76Lrg/s1600-h/P1040484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16yQSHQFoI/AAAAAAAABtE/h2nBrw76Lrg/s320/P1040484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142743817313588866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cake's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16wIyHQFlI/AAAAAAAABss/ExI3bdjV5y4/s1600-h/P1040483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16wIyHQFlI/AAAAAAAABss/ExI3bdjV5y4/s320/P1040483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142741489441314386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, poserssss!!!&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/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16wKCHQFnI/AAAAAAAABs8/mjaSI6zlHRg/s1600-h/P1040487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16wKCHQFnI/AAAAAAAABs8/mjaSI6zlHRg/s320/P1040487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142741510916150898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang Aik Oui got alot of airtime (or rather cameratime), just because he was holding the cake. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we called to correspond with Auntie Lim, then found out she was about to sleep! She thought that our surprise was tomorrow. Anyway, we waited for Wei Li to pretend to throw the rubbish, therefore had a chance to open the gates for us to 'raid' the house. And we tiptoed to his computer room, opened the door and there he was, sitting, meddling with his laptop, then looked at us, surprised. Not Winnie's 'OMGOSHHHH *shrieks* OMGOSHHHHHHH I CAN'T BELIEVE IT drama queen' surprised reaction but his signature dumbfounded speechless kind. So it was a success on our part! yay~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16yRSHQFpI/AAAAAAAABtM/xQhNxp_H1C4/s1600-h/P1040488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16yRSHQFpI/AAAAAAAABtM/xQhNxp_H1C4/s320/P1040488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142743834493458066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY BOYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16yRiHQFqI/AAAAAAAABtU/QPWjrY2Rh8o/s1600-h/P1040490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16yRiHQFqI/AAAAAAAABtU/QPWjrY2Rh8o/s320/P1040490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142743838788425378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16ySCHQFrI/AAAAAAAABtc/DGXdPazrINg/s1600-h/P1040495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16ySCHQFrI/AAAAAAAABtc/DGXdPazrINg/s320/P1040495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142743847378359986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big boy liao! Mannn adi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a little heart to heart talk and catching up, just like the old days. It was really a nice reunion. Too bad Sharon wasn't there. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16ySiHQFsI/AAAAAAAABtk/inpb6XunwgE/s1600-h/P1040498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16ySiHQFsI/AAAAAAAABtk/inpb6XunwgE/s320/P1040498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142743855968294594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lovely group pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I purposely chose the one where Wei Wen hid his face, due to his 'I don't like to pose' preference. Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shameless advertising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit wildflowerwne.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALIVE AND KICKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staring me, my peeps, my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-3002265519881571359?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3002265519881571359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3002265519881571359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3002265519881571359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3002265519881571359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/12/wei.html' title='Wei Wen&apos;s Birthday Surprise!'/><author><name>WnE</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://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/R16wISHQFjI/AAAAAAAABsc/xDl8vjbwp-s/s72-c/P1040482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3547518585662391699</id><published>2007-12-05T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T02:20:14.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Utama or One Utama - 1U or OU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a couple of arguments with different people on different occasion regarding how we should refer to 1 Utama in short form. Most of my closer circle of friends call it 1U, and yet others call it OU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, it's not important as to whether we call it 1U or OU as they both represent 1 Utama Shopping Centre. The two terms are also already shorter terms to the shopping complex, where upon speech it's in two syllables. The only difference then would be one be in number and the other in word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Personally, I feel that OU is a wrong term to a more correct 1U, and I can tell you factors to my reason. But first, I interviewed a few people to find out what they think:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My brother Caine said: "1U. The logo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My brothers girlfriend Suz: "1U. erm .. 1U because .. we tend to pronounce 1 as ONE and .. if it's OU we pronounce it as "O" ? hahaha .. i guess it has been set in our mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My college mate Ruz said: "1U. Since they already short-formed the 'Utama' to 'U' why not do so to the 'One' to '1'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My church mate Ben Ong said: "1U is a better term because OU might be misinterpreted as something else."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another church mate of mine Lordson quoted: "Because its ONE utama so 1U sounds more appropriate then O U."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Phebe said: "OU. 1U sounds capelang... sound malayish... and its more fluent? frens say it dat way?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jia Wei: "cos its One Utama, so it's OU."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ng Simin: "1U, cause all mt frens says it tat way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kha Yee: "1U. Sounds nicer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aik Sern: "1U lah. one = 1 in its true form. why use short form for the number its already short?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Former school mate Chee Seng said: "1U. It's related to the logo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LUCT college mate Derick: "OU. I have to go, I'll let you know later."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nathelly Wee: "OU. Easier to say."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ellen Chua: "OU. other ppl call it ou as well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A friend of mine Sam Teng: "1U, cuz it's unique with the former being a numeral which the latter being an alphabet, hence it's alphanumeric. and 'O' can mean many other words which start with the letter O. Like OUG - overseas union garden."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Church mate Matthew: "OU. its just commonly used, just used to saying that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wei Wen: "1U." He then proceeds to draw the logo and send it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here you have it, I spontaneously asked those online in my list at this very time I'm typing this post. With the above, I came down with a couple of theories:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Generally, my older circle of friends seemed to use 1U, while my younger circle of friends use OU. I guess that 1U was the original term than the newly used OU."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Each individual would use the term their closer circle of friends use. However it's not necessarily true as some of the interviewees above are close friends but still use different terms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;For those who said it's easier to say or it's nicer to hear, these answers I consider redundant. As I said before, both terms are of two syllables. Would it matter whether I spend more time or breath to say either?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many use their respective terms whilst being oblivious about why they use it. It's nothing wrong with that, there are many things in our lives we are oblivious about. We just have to be observant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now, my arguments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I agree with Ruz, why not make it shorter with 'One' to '1'? Besides, if I would to write it down in a piece of paper, both in full name and in short form, I'd take less effort to write down 1U (less writing strokes) and 1 Utama (less alphabets).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ben and Sam have legal arguments, the initials OU, though we all know it's 1Utama, it could very well be interpreted to something else, thus causing confusion. Also, very rarely any party use numerical for the first half of the name, so it's unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you google out in Malaysian Web Page - "1U" and "OU",  1U's first result is the official site of 1 Utama, whereas OU will have multiple results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The logo of 1 Utama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R1beIAlCOgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/juBs_4b3q0A/s1600-h/1utamalogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/R1beIAlCOgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/juBs_4b3q0A/s320/1utamalogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140540253865654786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, it's clear that it is a number "1" before Utama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"There is a great deal of dispute over whether the name of the mall is "One Utama" or "1 Utama". A recent press release by the management (Bandar Utama City Centre Sdn. Bhd.) states that the official name is 1 Utama Shopping Centre and not "One Utama" or "1-Utama". This move was meant to limit the confusion of its name, although either one of the mentioned names are easily understood and cannot be confused because of their same meaning." http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1_Utama#Naming_Confusion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There you go, these are my points, Well, personally I wouldn't want to reference Wikipedia because anyone can alter it to their liking, however it's the only internet reference and with it it boosts my arguments. If anyone of you have anything to say against the above, I'm open for criticism. But I believe the above are strong enough points to support reason why 1U is a more correct term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Arguments aside, what have I been doing lately? I'll keep short and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sharon had her long overdue-d house warming, where we were invited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Aiks had an unofficial gathering at their place. They'll have an official one soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We gave Wei Wen a birthday surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's about it, I'm not up to upload the pictures. That is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Holidays&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/3613727063910128059-3547518585662391699?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3547518585662391699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3547518585662391699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3547518585662391699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3547518585662391699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/12/1-utama-or-one-utama-1u-or-ou.html' title='1 Utama or One Utama - 1U or OU?'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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/_nW5REGdBg48/R1beIAlCOgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/juBs_4b3q0A/s72-c/1utamalogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-5113774582094347218</id><published>2007-10-29T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:56:06.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another post on college/uni pressure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Well people, finally as we approach our final few weeks of the finale of this semester, agree with me that many of us are finally all feeling the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;PRESSURE of COLLEGE/UNI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; - final projects, final examinations, final submission, final everything -, and like the cycle of every college/uni semester it is at this final point of stage that demands the most out of an individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Courtesy of my ex-uni friend in LUCT, L.M.Jean, a degree architecture science student, who thinks the school of architecture is killing them softly and silently, writes on her experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;If you are architecture students you've probably experienced:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the taste of wood glue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;changes in your vocabulary: homework to assignment, ball to sphere, pass up to submit, teacher to lecturers, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you don't understand how somebody can spend less than RM20 at the supplies store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you hate people telling you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"go to sleep"&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"do you still have a lot of work"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your friends and you don't have the same concept of work &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh well, do it right before class"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you've slept more than 20 straight hours on weekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you can easily discuss with authority the effects of caffeine on different drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no matter the effort you put in a project, someone will always say: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why don't you add this?" &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Why don't you change this here?"  &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I think that... but... yeah, it's alright..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you've heard all your ipod songs/ library of mp3s in a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you aren't seen in public without bags under your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whenever you get invited somewhere, it is followed by: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...or do you have a lot of assignments?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you'll dance YMCA with a choreography without a drop of alcohol in your system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you are able to write down a quick message with rapidographs, lead holders, markers and ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you constantly make up excuses for courses that are not design based like why you didn't do your work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you have more pictures of landscapes and places than of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your worst nightmare consists of, but are not limited to, an uncompleted project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone once called you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"lazy" &lt;/span&gt;and you wanted them slaughtered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you can live without human contact, sunlight, food, etc, but if your potter/printer's ink runs out... disaster!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when anyone lends you a Bic pen, you look down at it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you care not about sports cars, you favorite car is the one where you can out in your giant-sized model, and your huge computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you design wondrous and spectacular things without considering costs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you have the modern mark: a blister in the palm of your hands for constantly using your mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;everyone tells you how they admire your design and work and yet there is no money for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you've gained the ability to sleep in any surface: pencils, keyboards, backpacks, solid-hard ground, your course mates, food, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you always somehow have the idea that your project will always be recognized and accepted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when you finally have the time to go out you keep thinking: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Who was the idiot that designed the restaurant's bathroom?" "What is the concept to this food menu?" "Who bloody designed this ___? [table, chair, lighting, fork, etc.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you've been at many sunrises, yet you've never seen one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you need to read all the above in a online community group, or some architecture student's blog to realize how weird your life is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: I believe some of the above applies to many of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;One issue though in a design college, especially in LUCT, every student will, against their own will, go through the same crap - the comments the lecturers give you - it's like the Simon Cowell of design school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and when you do go through a critic session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(Below are all testimonies of different students)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;The lecturer said to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Anyone got any matches... so I can burn this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I was actually inking my drawings way back in first year and a studio professor came up to my desk, he stood there for about 3 minutes, trying to brush the lines off my page with his hand, and said to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Too late, it's already in ink."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I showed my tutor my design, then he went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"It looks like a rat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;He then proceeds to pen an outline of a rat around the drawing, complete with whiskers and tail:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"See?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;A lecturer has one look at this girl's model and tell her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's so uninspiring. It's like a male orgasm, 2 seconds and it's over."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Your architecture is very shallow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your's like the Paris Hilton of architecture."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I think something is missing in your project... Oh yeah! Architecture is missing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps: critic session - preliminary submission where lecturers or guest lecturers comment on your pin up boards, model, design, artwork, etc.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah... I know it hurts, but when you think about it, it's actually hilarious, and it really does happen to design students, especially architecture students. The lecturers are capable of shooting you from high above to the lowest of grounds. Some poor dude probably spent days drawing, and the crap he goes through. It's frightening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It makes me wonder, how would I turn out if I remained an architecture student in LUCT? I still am in a design-based college (architecture is also design, building design). And like any other students, I do at times feel like letting go due to our inability to handle stress well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SURVIVAL, according to Daryl of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://darylization.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"The main purpose of college is to obtain education and whatever way the individual wishes to manipulate the education for, is up to the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;College, is also a place where you meet all sorts of different people as well as learning how to work along well with them. Hence, you will be able to witness all the teamwork assignments flooding in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do not recall college as a place where, you find a group of people you fall in love with, or at least to make yourself think that way, and to stick with them no matter what the circumstances are. To lie, cheat, gossip, act, pretend, neglect or any other "method" to stay in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, when one enters the corporate world, it's not up to the person to Choose who she/he wants to work with, the employer does. That also means, even if you end up working with a bunch of seniors who push all the workload to you, you have to pull it through too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, to not divert to far away from the topic, the real key element in "surviving", is your mindset. What do wish to achieve in college?Evaluate critically and carefully on those goals, for whom you're doing it for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lose your focus and goals and you will find yourself succumbing to peer pressure, doing things that you find yourself dead shocked to only realize you forgot who you really are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well, I'm living by God's grace daily, praying for renewal of spirit and mind, so that I won't lose focus on what is truly important of His purpose in my life. Know, my friends, that there is more to a life than of assignments or even of this frightening concept called "our future".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Life is too short to not live, so why don't you take a step of faith and go wherever God leads? Even if it may seem like something stupid and out of your plans, but give it a try, it may lead someplace better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0479471/"&gt;Sam 'Spike' Witwicky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;" class="fine"&gt;to Mikaela when she doesn't want to get back in Bumblebee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;] Fifty years from now, when you're looking back at your life, don't you want to be able to say you had the guts to get in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-5113774582094347218?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5113774582094347218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5113774582094347218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5113774582094347218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5113774582094347218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/10/yet-another-post-on-collegeuni-pressure.html' title='Yet another post on college/uni pressure...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-8819921163088570708</id><published>2007-10-26T05:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T05:59:09.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of luck.</title><content type='html'>Just a short post to wish all you guys having your exams all the best. Study hard and see you guys soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-8819921163088570708?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/8819921163088570708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=8819921163088570708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8819921163088570708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8819921163088570708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/10/best-of-luck.html' title='Best of luck.'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-8787098921422217326</id><published>2007-10-20T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T02:10:38.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight of the Conchords</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;omposed of Bret Mckenzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and Jermaine Clement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They bill themselves as "Formerly New Zealand's fourth most popular guitar-based digi-bongo acapella-rap-funk-comedy folk duo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FotC - 'Jenny'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mlYkIJVguCU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mlYkIJVguCU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;FotC - 'Leggie Blonde'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FCub8r1T5Rs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FCub8r1T5Rs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amazing style!!! Enjoy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-8787098921422217326?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/8787098921422217326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=8787098921422217326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8787098921422217326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8787098921422217326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/10/flight-of-conchords.html' title='Flight of the Conchords'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-95459350641181091</id><published>2007-10-17T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:41:17.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcoming procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, positive procrastination is sometimes good. However, generally it is a bad habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately, I see myself trying to overcome procrastination. It seemed to work out fine so far by God's grace and by my supportive environment. Yet, I feel that I'm slowly swaying away from my focus, which eventually will lead to burnout. After which it will bring forth both physical and emotional stress. As the stress accumulates more and more in the long term, various illnesses might appear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So therefore, procrastination is bad for health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I pray for constant renewal of ourselves, and may God bless you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/doitlater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/doitlater.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3613727063910128059-95459350641181091?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/95459350641181091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=95459350641181091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/95459350641181091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/95459350641181091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/10/overcoming-procrastination.html' title='Overcoming procrastination'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-7292830453209835183</id><published>2007-10-13T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T02:36:50.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I was young...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Continuing the tale...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*flash back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was 5 or 6 years old....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...I was young and innocent then...now I am only innocent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...I didn't know the meaning of embarrassment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the tale of when I dropped the load, answered nature's call, did my business, call it what you may, in my pants. But most would just say : "I crapped in my pants..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was really shy then, even a simple thing of asking to go to the WC was tough for me. So, one day in class, I felt the urge, a strong urge, but I held in for as long as I can, till I can no more. Then it happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Strangely, it was only then I had the courage to ask to go to the WC. I tried to wash myself up as clean as I can. However, a teacher saw what happened and wanted to help, she stripped me half naked and saw my nuts/family jewels/[insert name for your little brother].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day goes on with me being half naked on the lower end.  Taking a peek on my nuts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my classmates made fun of me. Come to think of it, maybe they were thinking to themselves : "Too short... too small... sure cannot satisfy future wife..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When it was time to go home, I walked through the main road to reach my old house in SS1 then. As if it wasn't enough for my classmates to make fun of me, I experience my very first indecent public exposure of my little brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The weird thing is, I went through the day as if I was wearing a pants. Yeah, those were the days when the word 'embarrass' wasn't in our vocabulary. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...to be continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Rw-90W3uu5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/NdZs_APKW3Q/s1600-h/procrastination.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Rw-90W3uu5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/NdZs_APKW3Q/s320/procrastination.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120520008533719954" 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/3613727063910128059-7292830453209835183?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/7292830453209835183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=7292830453209835183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7292830453209835183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7292830453209835183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-i-was-young.html' title='When I was young...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Rw-90W3uu5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/NdZs_APKW3Q/s72-c/procrastination.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-5205075968369379429</id><published>2007-10-06T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T08:27:39.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Flood</title><content type='html'>Who knew that Australia could flood too...Haizzzz   Even more unbelievable, who knew an apartment on the 20th floor, so ******* high could also flood too. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Friday night, Aik Sern playing the role of a hot nerd(good looking nerd) carried books up to his apartment. He had just rejected his friends invitation to club, he decided that the best way to deal with the upcoming exams was a locked door and pile of books. He had to seriously increase his brain capacity if he was to even stand a chance at acing the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hot Italian restaurants and the company of 3 girls and one guy later Aik Sern sat contented in his chair rubbing his one-pac muscle. :D . btw first girl: Naomi, second girl: Ashley Third girl Aik Oui. A friend called, another invitation to club, unlike the first one this clubbing had a valid reason, a birthday celebration (one of the many celebrations which was gonna take place this week) In addition to the valid reason there was a reason of significant importance, this night's clubbing was compliments of the birthday girl, Drinks, entrance, alcohol...everything on the rich bitch. ^^ However steadfast Aik Sern still did not give in to the temptation but then she called on bonds of friendship, it was afterall her birthday party. Aik Sern went clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a bottle of Chivas regal later and after various acts of drunken stupidity, stumbling back to the apartment seemed like a good idea. Saying goodbye to a couple of Hot chicks and not-so-hot chicks and guys of course and then spending the time in the taxi discussing various girl problems with the birthday girl -she's lesbian so that gives us a common topic of discussion- Upon reaching home half drunk Aik Sern dragged his sorry ass up to his apartment. He USED THE TOILET and promptly fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning was a beautiful morning, one of those days sent by god where although the sun was bright it wasn't that hot. To top off the great morning, Aik Sern woke up early, even after a hard night of partying. Alert and awake, he jumped out of bed ready to tackle various assignments, "splash"  the sound of Aik Sern's feet hitting the  floor...Floor...FLOOR     WTFFF the whole bedroom was awash with water, at least 2 inches of water covered the floor, and all the books and files pushed onto the floor yesterdayyyyyyyyyy     AAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the toilet flush button was pushed, it came up again, however the water kept running. There was no hole in the toilet floor (no BLOODY proper drainage system), the water ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran        for 6 hrs. The toilet bowl was also blocked due to the "Environmentally friendly toilets" where the flush uses only a little bit of water, not sufficient enough to effectively flush everything down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrying furniture and shriveling under the accusatory eyes if the building manager, a very depressed Aik Sern, with his whole day ruined and his assignment schedule ruined and his study areas awash with sewage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently typing this article, while the carpet cleaners clean and the blowers dry the carpet, with furniture stacked around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful night, what a great morning, what a FUCKED up day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6th of October&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-5205075968369379429?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5205075968369379429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5205075968369379429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5205075968369379429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5205075968369379429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/10/flood.html' title='Flood'/><author><name>;;;;----LAS----&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05435965723621797294</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-3613727063910128059.post-5390727085600214315</id><published>2007-10-05T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T08:27:20.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specials'/><title type='text'>How I met ___. (In my P.O.V.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I am not entirely sure to the details on how we first met, it is all faint memories of the pass. I do, however, remember partially how it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheng Sumin :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First met when we were in form 1 (year '01), we only got to know each other better when we were in form 2. At that time the number of recruits-turned-members of our batch were few, Sumin was among the active members of SL(Y)180 then. Since there were not many active and dedicated members of our batch then in year '01 and '02, getting to know her was fairly easy. She always turned up in every major event then, so naturally our friendship grew through the activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Aik Oui :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First met when we were in form 1 (year '01), we only got to know each other better when we were in form 3. Very much like his brother, Oui was a recruit when he was form 1, but only turned member in form 3. Before that, I rarely saw him attending our regular weekly meetings in year '01. What made him active? I do not know really. If my memory serves me well, it was either Sumin or Sharon who pushed him to rejoin SL(Y)180.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Aik Sern :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First met when we were in form 1 (year '01), we only got to know each other better when we were in form 3. Very much like his brother, Sern was a recruit when he was form1, but only turned member in form 3. Before that, I rarely saw him attending our regular weekly meetings in year '01. What made him active? I do not know really. If my memory serves me well, it was either Sumin or Sharon who pushed him to rejoin SL(Y)180.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharon Lam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First met when we were in form 1 (year '01), we only got to know each other better when we were in form 2. At that time the number of recruits-turned-members of our batch were few, Sharon was among the active members of SL(Y)180 then. Since there were not many active and dedicated members of our batch then in year '01 and '02, getting to know her was fairly easy. Her participation in activities fluctuates often in year '01 and '02, but she began to be fully active in form 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lim Wei Wen :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First met when we were in standard 6 (SRJK(C) Puay Chai, year '00), we got to know each other better in the same year itself. He was in class 6E while I was in class 6D. It was just another primary school day in year '00, before classes start, I went over to 6E to have chat with a friend, and that particular friend in which I do not remember introduced Wei Wen to me. Wei Wen was a member of our very own 73rd Petaling Scout Troop before he joined SL(Y)180 in year '03.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Winnie Chua :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First met when we were in form 4 (year '04), we got to know each other better in the same year itself. She was introduced to me through Sumin during SL(Y)180's orientation in year '04. Though she was a relatively late addition to our batch, a great addition nonetheless. She immediately made her presence felt through her outstanding skills in dancing and singing, therefore making friends with her was not at all hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;And the rest, as they say, is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;===============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0738918/"&gt;Linguini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you, by the way, for all the advice about cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000413/"&gt;Colette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0738918/"&gt;Linguini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: For... for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000413/"&gt;Colette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: For taking it!&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-5390727085600214315?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5390727085600214315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5390727085600214315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5390727085600214315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5390727085600214315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-i-met-in-my-pov.html' title='How I met ___. (In my P.O.V.)'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-1642454563052039507</id><published>2007-10-02T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T08:27:06.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>McDonalds' Ramadan Buffet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, 'twas my first time trying out a McDonald buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is there such thing?", this was the question asked by many of my friends when I told them about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this is the 3rd year since it began, as according to Daryl Heng. Why didn't I know about it before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conditions of the buffet are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happens only on Ramadan, hence the name Ramadan Buffet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only selected outlets have such feature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;RM25 per person, tax included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Starts 6:30pm, ends 8:30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cheaper meals - unlimited takings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The more expensive meals - once only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Leftovers will be charged (or so they said).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What did I do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to McDonald, Mutiara Damansara, with Gary, Daryl and Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was hardly any parking, but found one in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The place was quite packed, but many overlooked the empty space at the back of play area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gary, Daryl, and I simply spammed out orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We ordered a total of 3 Fish Foldover, 2 Double Cheese Burger, 2 McChicken, 2 Fillet o'Fish, 2 fried chicken, 6 small packets of fries, 13 packets of chicken nuggets, 5 sundaes, 6 apple pies, 6 cups of coke, and anything else I may or may not remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Couldn't finish all of them, so we forced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Calvin to have some since he didn't get the buffet meal. But even with him we still couldn't finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Afraid that we might be charged for leftovers, and since we can't just take it away, we threw the leftovers in a bin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weird thing is that the place was guarded well enough, but they overlooked the back area. People tend to exploit the buffet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At the end, we couldn't finish about 1 and a half Fillet o'Fish, Half a McChicken, 3 packets worth of fries and some other small and minor stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My comments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When it comes to buffet, I always have a policy that I must eat 3 times worth the original price. At the very least, 2 times worth. I felt like I only ate 1 1/2 times worth. Not sure about the others though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Somehow, I felt that McDonald having a buffet wasn't a wise idea for us consumers, even if you are a big-crazy-mega-huge eater. McDonald is on the winning side most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In terms of buffet, fast food business can't compare to those of the genuine buffet style. Fast foods are meant to be eaten fast. With it's contents, they are able to make you full with one set meal. What more a buffet? Imagine the amount of calories consumed. I had trouble consuming my second burger after my first, especially when including other side dishes like fries and nuggets, desserts, and soft drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I remember well, I ate 1 Fish Foldover, about 4 packets of nuggets, 1 fried chicken, half a McChicken, 1 apple pie, and 2 cups of coke. The others ate more than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My verdict:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't recommend it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But if you wish to try it out at least once in your whole entire life, go ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However, bring some friends along, so that you can challenge each other on a eating contest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pala pa pa pa... I'm lovin' it..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-1642454563052039507?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/1642454563052039507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=1642454563052039507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1642454563052039507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1642454563052039507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/10/mcdonalds-ramadan-buffet.html' title='McDonalds&apos; Ramadan Buffet'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-5490955997834406564</id><published>2007-10-01T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T08:26:47.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Sumin will be wearing braces...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all be clapping our hands and support her all the way till the removal of the braces and may she get results like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yelp.com/weekly/content/agYBgg85jJiR-h4Pxx_AhA/BOSsmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 123px;" src="http://www.yelp.com/weekly/content/agYBgg85jJiR-h4Pxx_AhA/BOSsmile.jpg" alt="" 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/3613727063910128059-5490955997834406564?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5490955997834406564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5490955997834406564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5490955997834406564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5490955997834406564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/10/sumin-will-be-wearing-braces.html' title='Sumin will be wearing braces...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-1793249388311786898</id><published>2007-09-28T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:16:00.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specials'/><title type='text'>When I was young...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A long time ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*flash back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was young. 90% of the time people will get confused about my gender and ask: "Are you a girl of a boy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What was it that brought about this confusion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was it my clothing? Definitely not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In school I'd wear a guy school uniform. So no confusion there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On special occasions such as parties or weddings, I'd wear shirt and long pants. No problem here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But on non-school, normal days, would my casual 'power ranger' T-shirt and short pants bring about this confusion? If not, then what was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was it my personality? Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't really remember what I was like in the past, especially on my elementary days. As far as I remember, I was just a plain mediocre cheerful young child who just wants to have fun, and was really bad academically. Also, I was mostly shy  then, whenever I met someone new, it'd take a while before the ice breaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;What was it then? Of course, I knew the answer before I even started on this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I was just a child, I had obvious female features on my face, I got them mostly from my mother. If I took a picture of myself then and photoshop myself a long hair and airbrush me wearing a dress, I would 100% definitely look like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How did I felt then? Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not sure how I felt when people think I was a girl, but most of the time I just took it as gentle good humour. Was I angry? Perhaps. But nothing worth being mad for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What about now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people still get confuse about my gender today? Not at all. In the past, my female features overpowered my manly features. Not sure for how long though. I think it was around when I just entered secondary school that my facial hair started to grow, spots and blemishes also came along with it, and I have a relatively flat chest... yup. So the confusion was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I still have some of the female features on my face, MAINLY my eyes. But since people sees things as a whole and generally are not that analytical, my face now is that of a man! However, I'm not regretting at all about my female features, in fact I'm somewhat proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, what is the moral of the story here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know really. If my story above helped you in anyway at all, then good for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...to be continued.&lt;/span&gt;&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/3613727063910128059-1793249388311786898?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/1793249388311786898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=1793249388311786898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1793249388311786898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/1793249388311786898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-was-young.html' title='When I was young...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-7870309446731201765</id><published>2007-09-23T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:18:08.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notices'/><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Photos can be uploaded on the photos page. It is a file hosting site. Access it through the 'photos-present and past'  tab at the top of the page. I'll figure a way to pass the password to you guys. can't do it here because its too public.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-7870309446731201765?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/7870309446731201765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=7870309446731201765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7870309446731201765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/7870309446731201765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-3686362247362757188</id><published>2007-09-21T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T13:47:19.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notices'/><title type='text'>Request</title><content type='html'>This blog is getting a little uninteresting. And Ean and I are running out of ideas. If you guys have any ideas to add to this blog, for features, and posts and such, chip in and let us know, or better still, do it yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-3686362247362757188?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/3686362247362757188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=3686362247362757188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3686362247362757188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/3686362247362757188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/request.html' title='Request'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-978584846090176180</id><published>2007-09-20T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:15:46.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specials'/><title type='text'>To every good thing in life... Cheers!</title><content type='html'>Funny Thai beer ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mx0fy-9NWFg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mx0fy-9NWFg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't drink till you get drunk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-978584846090176180?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/978584846090176180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=978584846090176180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/978584846090176180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/978584846090176180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-every-good-thing-in-life-cheers.html' title='To every good thing in life... Cheers!'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-814076520545335765</id><published>2007-09-17T11:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T11:25:39.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notices'/><title type='text'>I'm coming home.</title><content type='html'>Just to let you guys know, I'll be touching down in Malaysia on the 7th November. around 9pm Malaysian time.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-814076520545335765?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/814076520545335765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=814076520545335765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/814076520545335765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/814076520545335765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-coming-home.html' title='I&apos;m coming home.'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-6826547326937228011</id><published>2007-09-15T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T15:54:19.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specials'/><title type='text'>The Aik photo dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/wuliaonanhai/DSC00117.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 461px; height: 345px;" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/wuliaonanhai/DSC00117.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/wuliaonanhai/DSCN4236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 461px; height: 345px;" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/wuliaonanhai/DSCN4236.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/wuliaonanhai/IMG_0201.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 461px; height: 345px;" src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/wuliaonanhai/IMG_0201.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERVS&lt;/span&gt;&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/3613727063910128059-6826547326937228011?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/6826547326937228011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=6826547326937228011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6826547326937228011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/6826547326937228011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/aik-photo-dedication.html' title='The Aik photo dedication'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-5738373479044998100</id><published>2007-09-14T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T15:24:24.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Just an update on my life</title><content type='html'>Life in Australia is great....obviously. No parents plus the fact that i'm 19, above Australia legal age is a ton of fun *smirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, currently the level of fun have dropped drastically, with the appearance of assignments and such. Its such a deterent to my way of life. E.g. today is a Friday, i'm gonna keep my ass at home and just work on my assignment SIGHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but no matter how great or crappy the life in Aus is, really miss all of u guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;names would be too many to write, so i wont bother :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u know who u r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah won't write much, will just include some pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u know a pictures worth a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll leave a few thousand words, later when i edit this post-i'm now still in Uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Ean, let me just correct a few misconceptions abt the Aik quads&lt;br /&gt;*If we were quads, It'd still be the same house, just all the room would be filled.&lt;br /&gt;Well if were on the subject of possibilities, I would like to imagine a possibility of octruplets&lt;br /&gt;pbsm SL(Y) 180  president: Aik Sern&lt;br /&gt;                              VP:  Aik Oui&lt;br /&gt;                               Secretary: Aik Ean&lt;br /&gt;                               Treasurer: Aik Wen&lt;br /&gt;                                Quartermaster: Aik Yen&lt;br /&gt;                                Discipline officer: Aik Mei&lt;br /&gt;                                Activity coordinator: Faceless Aik&lt;br /&gt;                                Public relations: Aik whatever&lt;br /&gt;but then in &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; future, there may not be a PBSM left today&lt;br /&gt;Haha, thnx for the support guys, ur the greatest team mates a person could have&lt;br /&gt;Sumin, Ean, Sharon, Winnie, Wei wen, Idiot Oui:D (brotherly affection)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-5738373479044998100?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5738373479044998100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5738373479044998100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5738373479044998100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5738373479044998100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-update-on-my-life.html' title='Just an update on my life'/><author><name>;;;;----LAS----&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05435965723621797294</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-3613727063910128059.post-2557077346573315425</id><published>2007-09-14T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T22:12:11.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notices'/><title type='text'>What if... the 2nd.. update</title><content type='html'>'What if... the 2nd' has now been moved to Features section.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-2557077346573315425?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/2557077346573315425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=2557077346573315425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2557077346573315425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2557077346573315425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-if-2nd.html' title='What if... the 2nd.. update'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-8402319557014514526</id><published>2007-09-09T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:05:37.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specials'/><title type='text'>You just gotta love home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As far as most of us can remember, our home has always been Malaysia. This is where our roots are. Our Foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuN75UqhUuI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dmWfvfkYM1g/s1600-h/bruise_first_aid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 71px; height: 98px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuN75UqhUuI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dmWfvfkYM1g/s200/bruise_first_aid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108062627098088162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuN8c0qhUvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/UzoGveED6Dg/s1600-h/FirstDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 97px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuN8c0qhUvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/UzoGveED6Dg/s200/FirstDay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108063236983444210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As young lads and lassies, we absorbed the Malaysian culture and it's lifestyle. This was the place where we grew up.&lt;br /&gt;It's where we remember our first scraped knee, the agony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That first day of school, oh, how we cried (or may have not)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And your first exams... remember the times when getting 98% or 100% was the norm? Those were the carefree days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was here that we first met our first friends. Some whom you may even still be in contact with. Those were the times we played home grown games such as Batu Seremban, and Pepsi Cola.&lt;br /&gt;Or running around playing Ice and Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran like little children. Sang like little children. Acted like little children..&lt;br /&gt;We were little children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuN-aEqhUwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0rmdk97S_1c/s1600-h/46597_wallpaper280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 133px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuN-aEqhUwI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0rmdk97S_1c/s200/46597_wallpaper280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108065388762059522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long, we were children no more. We were teenagers. Young Adults. The hope of the future. Time to get serious...NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hormones raging, we eyed that cute guy while giggling, or acted all macho when we see a girl walking by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned cheesy slangs like 'yo!', 'dude', 'wassupp?'.&lt;br /&gt;And also the not so pleasant lingo such as 'f***', 'd***', 'S***' ... you get the gist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out with our friends. Either at the newest and hippiest mall around,&lt;br /&gt;or eating char kuey teow, indomee and nasi lemak wrapped in banana leaves at the local mamak shop or kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;All these while having the pressures of society weighing down on our shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;Peer pressure and study stress. All part and Parcel of being a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;And all these while, we remain joyful in our homeland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuQoakqhU8I/AAAAAAAAALE/nmQsdEFZV28/s1600-h/nasi%2Blemak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 108px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuQoakqhU8I/AAAAAAAAALE/nmQsdEFZV28/s200/nasi%2Blemak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108252314328716226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuQm9UqhU4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/XT2Wgu6-SXs/s1600-h/CHW_200506_04_01_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 107px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuQm9UqhU4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/XT2Wgu6-SXs/s200/CHW_200506_04_01_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108250712305914754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuQm9kqhU5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/B3bPrU6qnis/s1600-h/collage-735630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuQm9kqhU5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/B3bPrU6qnis/s200/collage-735630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108250716600882066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuQm9kqhU6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/lx_-7Ya8ibo/s1600-h/datotan09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 113px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuQm9kqhU6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/lx_-7Ya8ibo/s200/datotan09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108250716600882082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuOA2EqhU2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/r5fzeCMucE4/s1600-h/leofooKLCCseriesB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 99px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuOA2EqhU2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/r5fzeCMucE4/s200/leofooKLCCseriesB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108068068821652322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, as we approach adulthood a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nd reminisce on our lives so far, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really appreciate the wonders of growing up in a place like Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peaceful, warm and bright... except for the yearly haze spells which we have all gotten so used to.&lt;br /&gt;It is the one place we can connect with and identify with.&lt;br /&gt;Our homeland truly has been a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is especially dedicated to all Malaysians who are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; overseas.&lt;br /&gt;We all miss our families and friends we left behind.&lt;br /&gt;We miss the local food, which is cheap yet delectable.&lt;br /&gt;We even miss the weather back home, however hot it may be. Because that is our home.&lt;br /&gt;And we wait till the day term ends, when we can return to see our loved ones again, and be jolly and merry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who are still in Malaysia and wondering what the heck I'm doing praising a hellhole like Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;well, you won't know until you leave home and live in another country.&lt;br /&gt;Only then can you understand what this is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in conjunction with our recent 50th anniversary of independence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuOB4EqhU3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZIFyVn8sqZg/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuOB4EqhU3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZIFyVn8sqZg/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108069202693018482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Malaysia Boleh&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/3613727063910128059-8402319557014514526?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/8402319557014514526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=8402319557014514526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8402319557014514526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/8402319557014514526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-just-gotta-love-home.html' title='You just gotta love home'/><author><name>weiwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05136818007505744913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/Sm_ld12_eqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/KZc3PlVNiSE/S220/CIMG3654sa32wnh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mAVoyKP3xq0/RuN75UqhUuI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dmWfvfkYM1g/s72-c/bruise_first_aid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-5291784294458844490</id><published>2007-09-09T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:10:35.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specials'/><title type='text'>It was just another evening...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sitting in front of my PC, I did not know what to do. In fact, to go through my usual online routine would seemed dull at this moment. I looked through my friendster's home page as part of my routine. That was when I saw a picture, which I then thought to myself : "Maybe I should do something different...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do you asked? It's simple really, I just sketch out what I saw in that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I will pass the original piece to you when it's possible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Here is my gift to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/RuLIN62ty8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2s1nFZlD25o/s1600-h/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/RuLIN62ty8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2s1nFZlD25o/s320/IMG_0085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107865068854168514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. The title is as it's called by the person in this sketch - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;There is only one error about the sketch above, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I missed out her earrings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, back to my routine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000391/"&gt;Prince Charming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You! You can't lie! Where is Shrek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0970606/"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Well, uh, I don't know where he's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000391/"&gt;Prince Charming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You don't know where Shrek is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0970606/"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: On the contrary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000391/"&gt;Prince Charming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: So you do know where he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0970606/"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I'm possibly more or less not definitely rejecting the idea that I undeniably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000391/"&gt;Prince Charming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Stop it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0970606/"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Do or do not know where he shouldn't probably be. If that indeed wasn't where he isn't!&lt;br /&gt;==============================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3613727063910128059-5291784294458844490?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/5291784294458844490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=5291784294458844490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5291784294458844490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/5291784294458844490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/sitting-in-front-of-my-pc-i-did-not_09.html' title='It was just another evening...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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://bp0.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/RuLIN62ty8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2s1nFZlD25o/s72-c/IMG_0085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4579845184352792767</id><published>2007-09-08T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T17:09:03.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Girl from Canberra meets Guy from Melbourne</title><content type='html'>Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few pictures of Aik Sern and I when I visited him in Melbourne. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH5fnXf3I/AAAAAAAABdM/918R3wLeENM/s1600-h/P1030205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH5fnXf3I/AAAAAAAABdM/918R3wLeENM/s320/P1030205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107723980456296306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of RMIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH5vnXf4I/AAAAAAAABdU/DEsLyUC5E1A/s1600-h/P1030229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH5vnXf4I/AAAAAAAABdU/DEsLyUC5E1A/s320/P1030229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107723984751263618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH6PnXf5I/AAAAAAAABdc/YEPxoBo-Ly0/s1600-h/P1030230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH6PnXf5I/AAAAAAAABdc/YEPxoBo-Ly0/s320/P1030230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107723993341198226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and the food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMYNESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJJWPnXf-I/AAAAAAAABeE/xWzST2tsmCk/s1600-h/P1030231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJJWPnXf-I/AAAAAAAABeE/xWzST2tsmCk/s320/P1030231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107725573889163234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasta Galore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH6fnXf6I/AAAAAAAABdk/2-O2qfAlyjY/s1600-h/P1030233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH6fnXf6I/AAAAAAAABdk/2-O2qfAlyjY/s320/P1030233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107723997636165538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJJVfnXf8I/AAAAAAAABd0/V51357Nr6GE/s1600-h/DSC03039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJJVfnXf8I/AAAAAAAABd0/V51357Nr6GE/s320/DSC03039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107725561004261314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sern, me and a few of my friends =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH6_nXf7I/AAAAAAAABds/7_ZlnArVjZY/s1600-h/P1030270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH6_nXf7I/AAAAAAAABds/7_ZlnArVjZY/s320/P1030270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107724006226100146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is called 'sampah masyarakat'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favourite pic of all........&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJJVvnXf9I/AAAAAAAABd8/UQIcEKQQwjk/s1600-h/DSC03028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJJVvnXf9I/AAAAAAAABd8/UQIcEKQQwjk/s320/DSC03028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107725565299228626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUBLIC URINAL!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more which I'll post them up later. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3613727063910128059-4579845184352792767?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4579845184352792767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4579845184352792767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4579845184352792767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4579845184352792767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/girl-from-canberra-meets-guy-from.html' title='Girl from Canberra meets Guy from Melbourne'/><author><name>WnE</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://bp0.blogger.com/_oJqESsqRzgI/RuJH5fnXf3I/AAAAAAAABdM/918R3wLeENM/s72-c/P1030205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-816931580730162241</id><published>2007-09-07T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T06:43:20.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specials'/><title type='text'>What if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before I start this entry, I want to take this opportunity to congratulate Lim Wei Wen for successfully completing the blog. Then again, it's not entirely whole without the participation of my fellow "co-partners" of the Wu-Liao-Nan-Hai blog. However, it would not be fair if I claim all the limelight. So by this I am hoping there will be postings from others, and comments from all you readers (this includes my fellow seniors and juniors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was discussing with Wei Wen about how we could make this blog more interesting. We don't want it to fade through time, so we decide to explore other blogs to get inspired.&lt;br /&gt;Back to today's post, I got this idea from my friend to whom many of you may or may not know, a guy name Lordson Yen, which I got the "What if...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the entry, it's more like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the road not taken&lt;/span&gt;" kind of post...&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What if...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if Ean decided to join others instead of Red Crescent when he is form 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding the pencil, Ean was deciding whether or not he should join the Cadets. He was in a dilemma, for he was told that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cadets&lt;/span&gt; barely had any other races other than the Malays themselves. But then again, what other could he join? He decided not to join &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scouts&lt;/span&gt; long before entering form 1 because of his brother's influence, and heck he didn't even know what is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;St. John&lt;/span&gt; at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was the point of time when the teacher ask for the society form submission, and desperately he just write down on that form "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PBSM&lt;/span&gt;". Until today, it's not known why he wrote that. But little did he know what journey lies ahead of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well technically, he wouldn't join any uniform bodies if he could. One thing he set his mind then was he didn't like uniform bodies then. If wasn't for En. Gurmit making it so compulsory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He will be fatter then the big sized him today, as his only forms of exercise were limited to 3, marching being one of them. He will be sleeping during the Saturday activities, and playing video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Many lives will be lost due to the fact he didn't know how to do first aid. He would&lt;/span&gt; then just stand around looking delightedly at the wounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"ahhhh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He will take up smoking, taking drugs, tattoo his body, pierce every possible part of his anatomy, go grant theft auto while assassinating everyone he sees, and end up in jail and get an death sentence immediately after one week because he didn't join PBSM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"hmmm..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One thing for sure, Sumin and Sharon would be the only 2 surviving active member during the period of form 1 and form 2. What would become of them? Frightening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Aiks twins will be more active and produce more results, because of Ean's absence and adding the presence of more females. This will boost them up quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wei Wen would become......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clement Ting will likely join other uniform bodies, due to Ean was unable to do the 'coin flipping bet' of him joining PBSM.Chee Hoong's face will be even 'stoner'. See Wah will be even more a die hard fan of Miriam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wouldn't know what could happen to the others I recruited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The younger members then will not know the meaning of fear, the fact that he is not there to scare them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't know what will Wei Wen become with Ean not being around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Winnie will have one less pair of ears to sing to. Ean's life would be duller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Err..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As each one of us plays a part in each others lives, life would definitely be different if I took the other path that day. There is one thing I can be sure of, my other 6 counter-parts played an important in my living on this earth, on my leaving a legacy. My story wouldn't be the same without the presence of them.&lt;br /&gt;Though from time to time I would wonder what would my "what if" life be... WHAT THE?!? WHAT AM I SAYING?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;===================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gordon: But you're only one man.&lt;br /&gt;Batman: Now we're two."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ean: We are 7."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune for more future episodes of "What if...".&lt;br /&gt;===================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-816931580730162241?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/816931580730162241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=816931580730162241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/816931580730162241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/816931580730162241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-if.html' title='What if...'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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-3613727063910128059.post-2590432389892616157</id><published>2007-09-06T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T06:41:18.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>The Girl in Canberra</title><content type='html'>haha!! Hey people!!! Life's good in Canberra. Enjoying my very shortlived holiday, then I am off to take another 2 more mid semester exam. A pain in the ass, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates eh? Well I am still with Lyon, still dancing (been performing for many events, in fact just came back from a club XD), still cheerful, still crying alot, still singing (my housemate has been annoyed) and still me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month, I'll be running for a post in Malaysian Student Organization, either president or vice president and possibly a small role in International Student Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So busy busy busy!!! anyway, have fun guys and more updates alright? I think i might update here more than my own blog!!!! *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Winnie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613727063910128059-2590432389892616157?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/2590432389892616157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=2590432389892616157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2590432389892616157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/2590432389892616157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/haha-hey-people-lifes-good-in-canberra.html' title='The Girl in Canberra'/><author><name>WnE</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613727063910128059.post-4186544456809390464</id><published>2007-09-06T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T08:21:41.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notices'/><title type='text'>GREAT NEWS ! ! ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;!--url's used in the movie--&gt;&lt;!--text used in the movie--&gt;&lt;!-- saved from url=(0013)about:internet --&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="daily wlnh" align="middle" height="409" width="410"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc176/wuliaonanhai/dailywlnh.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="daily wlnh" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="409" width="410"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes. It is true, the newspaper cutting above shows our Wu-Liao-Nan-Hai blog, fully publicized on Daily WLNH. This proves the popularity of the Wu-Liao-Nan-Hai blog is one that should not be denied attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I say to all of you : "Come one! Come all! Come you from the north! And you from the south! Not neglecting you from the east and west! COME AND YOU MAY SEE......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WU LIAO NAN HAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And just a formality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;THAT'S RIGHT! HOPE YOU LIKE YOUR PRESENT! 1..2.. and a 1,2,3,4....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Rt7ana2ty7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IGYjl4LurmU/s1600-h/P1000208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 189px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nW5REGdBg48/Rt7ana2ty7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IGYjl4LurmU/s320/P1000208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106759398243290034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Sharon it's your birthday! And God bless you this day!&lt;br /&gt;You gave me the gift of a wonderful friend, and I'm proud of you this day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sharon it's your BIRTHDAY! Happy birthday SHARON!" x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish you love and goodwill, I wish you peace and joy,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you better than your heart desires, and your first kiss from a boy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sharon it's your BIRTHDAY! Happy birthday SHARON!" x2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &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/3613727063910128059-4186544456809390464?l=wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/feeds/4186544456809390464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3613727063910128059&amp;postID=4186544456809390464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4186544456809390464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3613727063910128059/posts/default/4186544456809390464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wuliaonanhai.blogspot.com/2007/09/great-news.html' title='GREAT NEWS ! ! ! ! !'/><author><name>-ZT-EanJ.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08804389551259526504</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/_nW5REGdBg48/Rt7ana2ty7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IGYjl4LurmU/s72-c/P1000208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
