<?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-13243687</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:57:37.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>j0yz to e world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-7546691343179013103</id><published>2009-09-09T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:50:37.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>众里寻他千百度 蓦然回首 那人却在 灯火阑珊处</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;《“众里寻他千百度 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;蓦然回首 那人却在 灯火阑珊处”》&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;一直很喜欢宋朝辛弃疾的这首《青玉案》&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;尤为钟爱最后的这两句&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;不知道我的那个人，是否在蓦然回首之间就能发现？&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有点想恋爱了，是因为寂寞伴随太久？&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;不是没有过机会，但是当爱情真的站在面前的时候，却又逃开了&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;因为害怕。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;至于害怕什么？我到现在也搞不清楚。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;相信缘分，所以等待。只是等待久了，便发现，光是等待毫无用处。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;常常安慰自己说：一个人也可以啊！&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;可是寂寞顺着骨髓蔓延，刺痛了我的心，那种苦涩如此清晰。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;不想为了恋爱而恋爱，如果明天真的遇到那么一个人，该会好好珍惜吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我觉得真的很对呢。总是安慰着自己说一个人也可以啊，其实心里却是寂寞的。觉得缘分一定会来，可是等啊等的，会不会就这样错过了呢？会不会就此结束了呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-7546691343179013103?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/7546691343179013103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=7546691343179013103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7546691343179013103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7546691343179013103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='众里寻他千百度 蓦然回首 那人却在 灯火阑珊处'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-8161903184948389254</id><published>2008-02-25T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T02:44:21.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>http://j0yz.qassia.com/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://j0yz.qassia.com/"&gt;http://j0yz.qassia.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-8161903184948389254?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/8161903184948389254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=8161903184948389254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8161903184948389254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8161903184948389254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2008/02/httpj0yzqassiacom.html' title='http://j0yz.qassia.com/'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-4576261969501765143</id><published>2008-02-08T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T14:03:39.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th feb 2008 - last day of showcase &amp; school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1741.jpg" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;look at JH holding Candy's hand!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1752.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1751.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1744.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1740.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1739.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1736.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1734.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1732.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JJ very spontaneous, without asking, he automatically puts his arm around us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1728.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1723.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1709.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;standing with them makes us girls seem much smaller in size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1707.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1705.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;managed to take 1 of lizhi &amp;amp; reub b4 realizing that we may cause his gf to be unhappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1703.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1694.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1628.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1626.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1622.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1619.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1614.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nadz what are you hiding from?! (she was actually trying to find her things under e table)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1611.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1608.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1606.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1604.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1602.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1600.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1598.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1596.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i simply love sj's natural smile in this photo~ it's so nice!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/IMG_1594.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-4576261969501765143?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/4576261969501765143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=4576261969501765143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4576261969501765143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4576261969501765143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2008/02/5th-feb-2008-last-day-of-showcase.html' title='5th feb 2008 - last day of showcase &amp; school'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j8/j0yz/5th%20feb%202008/th_IMG_1741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-3435477324403192017</id><published>2008-02-01T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:17:50.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you still in love with your ex?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/loveexstillquiz/quiz.php"&gt;Are you still in love with your ex?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ec2-67-202-25-194.compute-1.amazonaws.com/commonsense/fbapps/quiz/loveexstillquiz/images/result3_100x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 5px; display: block; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;You still miss them.&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p&gt;You're not crying yourself to sleep, but your ex does come across your mind now and then. You wonder if they're thinking about you sometimes, and they probably are, but you still keep talking to new people. The memory of them doesn't paralyze your heart when it comes to love. So just wait and see where you end up, where ever that is it's meant to be.&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/13243687-3435477324403192017?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/3435477324403192017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=3435477324403192017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3435477324403192017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3435477324403192017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-you-still-in-love-with-your-ex.html' title='Are you still in love with your ex?'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-1740147100413621432</id><published>2008-01-30T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T17:30:27.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How romantic are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 10px 20px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Getting there kind of...    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="padding: 15px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://74.52.82.202/romanticgifts/public/images/quiz_1_r2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="padding: 15px; font-size: 14px; text-align: justify;"&gt;You're doing alright for yourself. You have good intentions. Your heart is in the right place and that's what really counts. You're half way there, so why not finish the race! A lot of times people who may have romantic intentions talk themselves out of following through. And it can get kind of scary when you put yourself out there. But you'll come to see that you will always be glad you did. So have confidence! If you're thinking of getting your long time partner in crime a bouquet of flowers sent to their work just to say you love them, don't think too much about it. Just do it! Think about how much it would mean to you if you were on the receiving end of that gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In life we get what we put out. So if you enjoy pleasant surprises now and again and a little romance then be the Romantic you would like to have Romancing you. You'll see the love begin to flow in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/romanticgifts/quiz.php?qid=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How Romantic are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/13243687-1740147100413621432?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/1740147100413621432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=1740147100413621432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1740147100413621432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1740147100413621432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-romantic-are-you.html' title='How romantic are you?'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-2140264087502866560</id><published>2008-01-28T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T13:41:40.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speedtest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/" style="background: transparent url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: rgb(0, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman,Arial,serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;55 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Touch Typing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-2140264087502866560?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/2140264087502866560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=2140264087502866560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2140264087502866560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2140264087502866560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2008/01/speedtest.html' title='Speedtest'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-8750442622787117982</id><published>2007-12-28T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T21:04:33.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Friend Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="text-align: center;"&gt;BFF Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whatfriend/questions"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.froonie.com/quizes/img/4adefae92344f5ada3b1547ede3b0ab7.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate friend.  You know what it means to be a friend and you keep them close.  You are loyal and respected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-8750442622787117982?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/8750442622787117982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=8750442622787117982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8750442622787117982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8750442622787117982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-kind-of-friend-are-you.html' title='What Kind of Friend Are You?'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-7466002231490245180</id><published>2007-12-28T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T20:53:39.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What rainbow color are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/rainbowcolor/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://993600e2.fb.joyent.us/rainbowcolor/images/yellow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm Hello (YELLOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yellow cheers up everyone... You are the one who is makes friends with stranger with your smiley face... You love sunny days and walk on the beach or romantic dinner. You are optimistic, bright and childlike..&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/13243687-7466002231490245180?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/7466002231490245180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=7466002231490245180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7466002231490245180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7466002231490245180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-rainbow-color-are-you.html' title='What rainbow color are you?'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-9095473819164736391</id><published>2007-12-28T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T20:46:35.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Blood Type Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your blood type is AB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is popular yet controlled, sociable yet aloof, Outgoing yet shy, sensitive yet thoughtless, a very split personality. This makes you very exciting friend indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bloodmatch/bloodtype.php"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cinsh.com/bloodmatch/images/Type-AB.jpg" alt="Charlie Yeung" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are most compatible with: everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Type AB's: John F. Kennedy, Marilyn Monroe and Charlie Yeung&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/13243687-9095473819164736391?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/9095473819164736391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=9095473819164736391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/9095473819164736391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/9095473819164736391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-blood-type-are-you.html' title='What Blood Type Are You?'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-9005677571002501726</id><published>2007-12-28T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T20:34:09.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What type of person do you attract?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="text-align: center;"&gt;You attract Yuppies!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/attract/questions"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.froonie.com/quizes/img/fa7d545279ebad2091e2358af567e4f0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attract the very well-dressed, job oriented type of people. They usually have their finances together, are 'middle of the road' on most topics, generally happy with the 'main-stream' of things. If it is stability you are after, these are good people to attract, if you seek adventure, it may be time for an overhaul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-9005677571002501726?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/9005677571002501726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=9005677571002501726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/9005677571002501726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/9005677571002501726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-type-of-person-do-you-attract.html' title='What type of person do you attract?'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-3736263843826850623</id><published>2007-12-26T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:20:42.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(*#&amp;U(*@#*&amp;@#*&amp;@#*&amp;@</title><content type='html'>eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to do last minute sending of xmas greetings and only managed to send to about half of my friendster list. I ONLY KNEW I CAN SEND UP TO 200 COMMENTS WHEN SUDDENLY I REALISED THAT COMMENT BUTTON IS MISSING!!! ARGH!! NOW I WONDER WHY ARE THERE SO MANY PEOPLE IN MY LIST!!!!  =(((((( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im already like after 12mn which is 26th, some time after xmas was over than i decided to send the greetings and now im sending only half way not yet done. friendster said i can only continue sending after 24hours and it will be very late by then. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i realized it has the 200 limit, i cannot continue sending the rest and wad's more, i have more than 400 peeps in my list! which means i have to wait 2 days to complete sending the greetings! argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year i shall start sending early so i can send them in time and not late. stupid friendster =( waste my efforts! if i were to know, i would have choose my recipients wisely!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-3736263843826850623?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/3736263843826850623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=3736263843826850623&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3736263843826850623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3736263843826850623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='(*#&amp;U(*@#*&amp;@#*&amp;@#*&amp;@'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-1065358489542622753</id><published>2007-12-16T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T03:14:50.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidence</title><content type='html'>in just one day, i met a few friends i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one at jec, 3 at marina sq. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are, kunhua, aaron, mahathir &amp; yvonne. so coincidence la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-1065358489542622753?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/1065358489542622753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=1065358489542622753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1065358489542622753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1065358489542622753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/coincidence.html' title='coincidence'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-2314030308378477943</id><published>2007-12-12T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T00:34:09.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident</title><content type='html'>just now, not long ago about 11+ almost 12am, there was an accident near my block at the T-junction. i heard the ambulance and thought they were going to somewhere. the siren stopped after awhile. but it didnt occur to me that there was an accident nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, when i went to the kitchen to throw something, i turned to look out of the window and saw lights blinking. then, i realized that was the accident that took place, no wonder the short siren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, with much curiousity, i tried taking down some pictures using my digital camera from my block on the 20th level. since i could not really see clearly from my flat as it was also dark. i tried zooming in to the best i could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R166MA_iYRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4YPRT80MBXc/s1600-h/IMG_1468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R166MA_iYRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4YPRT80MBXc/s400/IMG_1468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142752540091375890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R166MQ_iYSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/afLZiTgm6QQ/s1600-h/IMG_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R166MQ_iYSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/afLZiTgm6QQ/s400/IMG_1471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142752544386343202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what has happened, causing the accident. judging from the outcome of the car, it seems rather serious. hopefully the people involved are not seriously injured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-2314030308378477943?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/2314030308378477943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=2314030308378477943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2314030308378477943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2314030308378477943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R166MA_iYRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4YPRT80MBXc/s72-c/IMG_1468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-4873521265070848333</id><published>2007-12-09T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T18:26:21.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monkey cici &amp; yoyo comic strips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;click on the images for larger views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBXw_iYPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4LaMA4tr4lg/s1600-h/%E9%98%BFQ%E7%B2%BE%E7%A5%9E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBXw_iYPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4LaMA4tr4lg/s400/%E9%98%BFQ%E7%B2%BE%E7%A5%9E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141916013606101234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBYQ_iYQI/AAAAAAAAAe8/UOoesqk6LMo/s1600-h/%E9%A2%A4%E6%8A%96YOYO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBYQ_iYQI/AAAAAAAAAe8/UOoesqk6LMo/s400/%E9%A2%A4%E6%8A%96YOYO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141916022196035842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBJg_iYKI/AAAAAAAAAeM/JiAnwEGlZPk/s1600-h/%E6%96%97%E7%89%9B+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBJg_iYKI/AAAAAAAAAeM/JiAnwEGlZPk/s400/%E6%96%97%E7%89%9B+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141915768792965282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBJw_iYLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/7Yn_MUVxTME/s1600-h/%E7%8C%9C%E6%8B%B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBJw_iYLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/7Yn_MUVxTME/s400/%E7%8C%9C%E6%8B%B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141915773087932594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBKQ_iYMI/AAAAAAAAAec/ztp9TnyUPoc/s1600-h/%E8%B4%A2%E8%BF%B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBKQ_iYMI/AAAAAAAAAec/ztp9TnyUPoc/s400/%E8%B4%A2%E8%BF%B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141915781677867202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBLA_iYNI/AAAAAAAAAek/hOeH2I1-_tQ/s1600-h/%E9%92%93%E9%B1%BC%E5%9B%9B%E6%A0%BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u__g_iYGI/AAAAAAAAAds/aTCLs6UsT-Q/s400/cici%E6%9D%A5%E4%BF%A1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141914497482645602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u__w_iYHI/AAAAAAAAAd0/owX_f7Nx9qU/s1600-h/wc%E6%80%AA%E8%B0%88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u__w_iYHI/AAAAAAAAAd0/owX_f7Nx9qU/s400/wc%E6%80%AA%E8%B0%88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141914501777612914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vAAQ_iYII/AAAAAAAAAd8/B5LyDcog2SE/s1600-h/%E5%8C%85%E5%AD%90%E8%AE%B0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vAAQ_iYII/AAAAAAAAAd8/B5LyDcog2SE/s400/%E5%8C%85%E5%AD%90%E8%AE%B0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141914510367547522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vAAg_iYJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/CbeHtuSr38Y/s1600-h/%E5%AE%89%E5%85%A8%E5%B8%BD+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vAAg_iYJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/CbeHtuSr38Y/s400/%E5%AE%89%E5%85%A8%E5%B8%BD+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141914514662514834" 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/13243687-4873521265070848333?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/4873521265070848333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=4873521265070848333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4873521265070848333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4873521265070848333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/monkey-cici-yoyo-comic-strips.html' title='monkey cici &amp; yoyo comic strips'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1vBXw_iYPI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4LaMA4tr4lg/s72-c/%E9%98%BFQ%E7%B2%BE%E7%A5%9E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-7933696001728201840</id><published>2007-12-09T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T18:10:42.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Age</title><content type='html'>Try it out &lt;a href="http://plabox.info/real-age/"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u9Vg_iYDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/j6IGOfRtQv0/s1600-h/real+age.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u9Vg_iYDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/j6IGOfRtQv0/s400/real+age.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141911576904884274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hmm, so I’m actually only 16.8 years old. LOL! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-7933696001728201840?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/7933696001728201840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=7933696001728201840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7933696001728201840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7933696001728201840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/real-age.html' title='Real Age'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u9Vg_iYDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/j6IGOfRtQv0/s72-c/real+age.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-6265042392598899579</id><published>2007-12-09T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:35:59.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graffiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u2Eg_iX6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/cho4JJsEkzg/s1600-h/DSC02615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u2Eg_iX6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/cho4JJsEkzg/s320/DSC02615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141903588265713570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u2Ew_iX7I/AAAAAAAAAcU/4xKE_m1d34Q/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u2Ew_iX7I/AAAAAAAAAcU/4xKE_m1d34Q/s320/DSC02616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141903592560680882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u2FA_iX8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/0ortXq8qkFc/s1600-h/DSC02617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u2FA_iX8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/0ortXq8qkFc/s320/DSC02617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141903596855648194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u10w_iX1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/oqLdpjYmQps/s1600-h/DSC02610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u10w_iX1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/oqLdpjYmQps/s320/DSC02610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141903317682773842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u11A_iX2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/K1vRgxF2bzo/s1600-h/DSC02611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u11A_iX2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/K1vRgxF2bzo/s320/DSC02611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141903321977741154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u11A_iX3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/DwDg73YURV4/s1600-h/DSC02612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u11A_iX3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/DwDg73YURV4/s320/DSC02612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141903321977741170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u11Q_iX4I/AAAAAAAAAb8/KT_oHyBNt8g/s1600-h/DSC02613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u11Q_iX4I/AAAAAAAAAb8/KT_oHyBNt8g/s320/DSC02613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141903326272708482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u11w_iX5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/m79_qqc_rE0/s1600-h/DSC02614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u11w_iX5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/m79_qqc_rE0/s320/DSC02614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141903334862643090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All these images of graffiti are taken over near NAFA. I really admit those people who are so creative and can just come out with marvelous artworks. Wish I can be just as good. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;=(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-6265042392598899579?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/6265042392598899579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=6265042392598899579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6265042392598899579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6265042392598899579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/graffiti.html' title='Graffiti'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u2Eg_iX6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/cho4JJsEkzg/s72-c/DSC02615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-6740046235455866652</id><published>2007-12-09T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:36:40.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange insect with Huge wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1uvbg_iXsI/AAAAAAAAAac/IG55Syojw1E/s1600-h/DSC02427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1uvbg_iXsI/AAAAAAAAAac/IG55Syojw1E/s320/DSC02427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141896286821310146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1uvbg_iXtI/AAAAAAAAAak/TP5gI_1ZoD4/s1600-h/DSC02428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1uvbg_iXtI/AAAAAAAAAak/TP5gI_1ZoD4/s320/DSC02428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141896286821310162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1uvbw_iXuI/AAAAAAAAAas/tr4pDQJGaSY/s1600-h/DSC02429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1uvbw_iXuI/AAAAAAAAAas/tr4pDQJGaSY/s320/DSC02429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141896291116277474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1uvcQ_iXvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/L1XY4GWeACA/s1600-h/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1uvcQ_iXvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/L1XY4GWeACA/s320/DSC02430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141896299706212082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Erm, this is some unknown insect which I was fascinated by its wings! Look at how long and wide the wings are! The insect’s body is very small yet it has such huge wings LOL! I wonder why it has such huge wings. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It kinds of remind me of the show called bug’s life? Or was it the ant? Lol. Cannot remember. Oh well, there was this fat, okay not fat but damn fat, caterpillar where it became a butterfly. However, its wings were simply too small to support the body hence unable to fly on its own. It ended up needing help from its fellow insects to carry him around. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-6740046235455866652?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/6740046235455866652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=6740046235455866652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6740046235455866652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6740046235455866652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/strange-insect-with-huge-wings.html' title='Strange insect with Huge wings'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1uvbg_iXsI/AAAAAAAAAac/IG55Syojw1E/s72-c/DSC02427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-781268190416075345</id><published>2007-12-09T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:36:57.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live S-League Soccer Match</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1urqw_iXpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/KbCZg83y4dw/s1600-h/DSC02626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1urqw_iXpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/KbCZg83y4dw/s320/DSC02626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141892150767804050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1urrA_iXqI/AAAAAAAAAaM/8u_NCLEMeGc/s1600-h/DSC02627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1urrA_iXqI/AAAAAAAAAaM/8u_NCLEMeGc/s320/DSC02627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141892155062771362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1urrQ_iXrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oyEtJUtUbBg/s1600-h/DSC02628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1urrQ_iXrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oyEtJUtUbBg/s320/DSC02628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141892159357738674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1urhA_iXoI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8C3XMKSPeG4/s1600-h/DSC02629-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1urhA_iXoI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8C3XMKSPeG4/s400/DSC02629-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141891983264079490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve not been diligent enough to even upload the photos I’ve got so far, hence the delayed of posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These photos are taken after the match which I’ve forgotten all about it when the match was on. LOL! There are lots of Japanese around where we were sitting, and the last picture shows the Little Supporters standing right in front. Sadly, I didn't get to see the Japanese players' faces as I was too far away lol. But then again, it was my first time watching a live soccer match though it was nothing compared to the World Cup haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So here you are, the S-League live match of Geylang &amp;amp; Japanese Team at Jurong East Stadium if I never remember wrongly. =P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh ya, sorry for the blur images. Hee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-781268190416075345?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/781268190416075345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=781268190416075345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/781268190416075345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/781268190416075345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/12/live-s-league-soccer-match.html' title='Live S-League Soccer Match'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1urqw_iXpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/KbCZg83y4dw/s72-c/DSC02626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-9152728549662907336</id><published>2007-12-08T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T17:54:10.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something has happened</title><content type='html'>OMG! The “Something has happened” event turned my red xweetok into a baby xweetok!&lt;br /&gt;It is cute can. I don’t have to spend money to paint it into a baby xweetok LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I hope the future event won’t turn my other neopets into some horrible creatures LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u5rw_iYBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/fCzKmEsyQFQ/s1600-h/baby+xweetok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u5rw_iYBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/fCzKmEsyQFQ/s400/baby+xweetok.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141907561110462482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u5rg_iX_I/AAAAAAAAAc0/s1ANPkbpz_s/s1600-h/red+xweetok1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u5rg_iX_I/AAAAAAAAAc0/s1ANPkbpz_s/s400/red+xweetok1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141907556815495154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned my red xweetok to baby xweetok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u5rw_iYAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ffa_rRuElBk/s1600-h/baby+xweetok1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R1u5rw_iYAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ffa_rRuElBk/s400/baby+xweetok1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141907561110462466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/13243687-9152728549662907336?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/9152728549662907336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-2556094428010107482</id><published>2007-11-27T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:21:52.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical Love Methods</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;恋爱中使用的小魔法~&lt;/h2&gt;                                          &lt;div id="postmessage_216181" class="t_msgfont"&gt;你恋爱了吗?好中意好中意他吗?怕失去他吗?我的小魔法就一定帮到你 ^ -^ ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;赢过情敌&lt;br /&gt;  选出一双最棒的靴子，每天用剪成心型的白布擦拭它，告白前用手指在靴子的左脚前端写上他的名字(用左右相反的镜子文字来写)，每天穿这双靴子，他就会选择你喔!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;增加艳遇的机会&lt;br /&gt;  准备一根羽毛，用一条红色丝带打一个蝴蝶结在根部，放入盒中，然后带着它出去参加旅游，就会有很棒的邂诟发生喔!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;制造与他说话的机会&lt;br /&gt;  准备一顶自己喜欢的针织帽，在内侧用不起眼的线逢上两颗像兔子眼睛一样的红色珠珠，有星星的晚上，把帽子翻过来放在外面一整夜，带上这顶帽子，机会自然而然会降临!&lt;br /&gt;  在笔记本封面的右上角画心情图案，把他的名字缩写写在里面，当笔记本用完的时候，你们也会变甜甜蜜蜜的喔!&lt;br /&gt;  粉红色的薄纸片剪成心型，写上喜欢的人名字，每天睡觉之前亲吻这张心型的纸，如此一来一定可以两情相悦!&lt;br /&gt;  每天睡觉前在手掌画心，并且在心型里面写下自己跟他的名字，如此一来就会朝两情相悦的状况更进一步!&lt;br /&gt;  用红笔在大拇指的指甲会一个心，然后也用绿笔在小指指甲上画心，这样一来彼此都会意识到对方的存在!&lt;br /&gt;  在左手小指上涂粉红色指甲油，一个礼拜一内不要被别人发现，这样一来你的恋情借可以获的实现喔!&lt;br /&gt;  把白纸折成三角形，用绿笔写上意中人跟自己的名字，然后用粉红笔划 一个心，把它放进自己的记事本里，就能两情相悦喔!&lt;br /&gt;在薄纸上面并排写下自己跟他的名字，然后用一个箭头把两个人的名字串联起来，如此就能跟他心心相印!&lt;br /&gt;  分别把白色、黄色、粉红色的纸片心型收藏好，在每个月的一日进行这项魔法，可让长久的单恋成功喔!&lt;br /&gt;  在试用新的橡皮擦之前，用色笔在包装纸里面写下他的全名，把这块像一擦用完，你们就会变得甜甜蜜蜜喔!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一定梦见他&lt;br /&gt;  睡前让头脑中浮现一个心型的符号。接着心中默念「请让我梦见他」，如此一来他一定会出现在梦中!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦中的相会&lt;br /&gt;  粉红色的缎带绑在红色笔上，接着于睡前在笔记簿上写上喜欢的人的名字，如此一来将能在梦中与他相会!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;照片的魔力&lt;br /&gt;  准备一张他与自己的合照(团体照也可以)，接着以粉红色笔在他的脸上画下心型，以缎带绑好放在枕头下就可以碰见他啰!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心型的期待&lt;br /&gt;  以细长的粉红色笔，于睡觉前在手掌上画一个心型号，则当你进入梦乡时，将能梦见喜欢的他出现在梦中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祝天下有情人终成眷属吶~~~~ &lt;img src="http://bbs512.com/images/smilies/default/m28.gif" smilieid="59" alt="" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;img style="width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://bbs512.com/images/smilies/default/m28.gif" smilieid="59" alt="" 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Methods'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-1331771010522347267</id><published>2007-11-27T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:19:52.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Fate calculation</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;爱情缘分测试...&lt;/h2&gt;                                          &lt;div id="postmessage_201658" class="t_msgfont"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体 ;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;用你和他/她的生日日子相减（月份不管）， 就是用大数减小数...差几就是几站&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;比如24号减18号=6站  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="notice" style="width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;结果分析&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0个站 最佳拍档 80分&lt;br /&gt;你们是想法一致的情侣,不过就因为同质性太高,有时会有点闷,药剂得多制造些生活情趣,多说些甜言蜜语给对方听~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1个站 一见钟情 85分&lt;br /&gt;你们一见到对方就难舍难分,还在等什么!心动不如马上行动~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2个站 互相利用 35分两人爱对方时都会互相评估相爱的利益得失,一旦有弊无利,两人的恋情就完了~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3个站 互相猜疑 25分有一方疑心病特重,对方一有风吹草动,就会往坏的地方想,对方又懒的解释,这样下去,迟早分手~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4个站 美好邂逅 70分&lt;br /&gt;两人偶然相遇,志趣相投,随即陷入热恋,两人越看越相衬~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5个站 主仆关系 60分&lt;br /&gt;双方需能体会相爱是信任与互相依赖,爱情才有转机~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6个站 幸运情侣 90分&lt;br /&gt;一开始交往,就会互相带来好运,要互相疼爱,关系才会长久~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7个站 彼此忍! 受 45分&lt;br /&gt;两人互看不顺眼,有时会以半开玩笑的方式说出对彼此的不满,但仍会互相忍耐来持续恋情~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8个站 先甘后苦 55分&lt;br /&gt;男方会适时讨好女方,让女孩子觉得好甜蜜,事事都有男方帮忙分担,但有时会物极必反,觉得自己好像没有存在价值~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9个站 似远还近 60分&lt;br /&gt;双方个性不同,想法又各异,但竟然还可成为情侣,双方需互相迁就才能甜蜜度日&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10个站 斗嘴情侣 25分&lt;br /&gt;两人是斗嘴佳偶,双方常持相反意见,能长久在一起简直是奇迹~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11个站 平淡见真情 80分&lt;br /&gt;两人感情是细水长流型,有好结局的可能性很高~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12个站 受气包 15分&lt;br /&gt;一方很情绪化,动不动就不理人,另一方要有好脾气才能忍受~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13个站 似爱非爱 50分&lt;br /&gt;双方价值观不同,但又对彼此有超强的吸引力,相处初期有新鲜感,但长久之计仍要靠努力~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14个站 不搭调 10分&lt;br /&gt;两人如同水与火,八竿子打不著,不知是如何走在一起的,一刹那?荧R情光辉可不代表永恒~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15个站 妹妹情人 70分&lt;br /&gt;女方没自信,一切事情以男友为依归,凡是以男友为主,有时会让对方觉得有点烦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16个站 强弱组合 45分&lt;br /&gt;男方是领导人,女方也甘愿做个小鸟依人的女子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17个站 分手收场 20分&lt;br /&gt;两人找不到相同点,分手是迟早的事,唯一补救方法是完全相信彼此~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18个站 痴迷情人 30分&lt;br /&gt;男方说月亮是方的,女方也点头称是,简直爱到无理智可言~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19个站 上进情侣 80分&lt;br /&gt;两人能互相鼓励,有上进心,幸福指日可待~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20个站 变心难免 45分&lt;br /&gt;热恋时会迁就对方,一旦变心就无法挽救~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21个站 孽缘 15分&lt;br /&gt;两人在一起就像一个生虫的苹果早晚腐烂,除非有人肯事事妥协&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22个站 完美情人 85分女方一见到男方,就会被对方丰富的学识及人生经验所倾倒,而义无反顾的相爱~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23个站 早散早好 5分一定是上天要整你,才让你们在一起,两人的恋情难有未来~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24个站 说谎情人 65分&lt;br /&gt;虽是爱人,但都不说真话,又互相知道对方的底细,何时才能坦白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25个站 知己朋友 15分&lt;br /&gt;两人的关系不能说是爱情,只能说是互相尊重的知己朋友,相处的过程像白开水&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26个站 欢喜冤家 55分&lt;br /&gt;小俩口一见面就吵,越吵感情越好,不过有时也要互相学习尊重喔~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27个站 人间绝配 80分&lt;br /&gt;最佳情侣组合,令人羡慕,双方都为对方著想,互相欣赏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28个站 暴力情侣 30分&lt;br /&gt;小俩口总吵吵闹闹的,有时不只出口伤人,还会拳脚相向,感情像走钢索般的不稳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29个站 分分合合 60分&lt;br /&gt;情路多波折,成日与爱人分分合合,有时还可能发生三角关系,害周遭朋友为你担心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30个站 超尘脱俗 80分&lt;br /&gt;虽然没人看好你的这段感情,但你乐在其中,尽情享受爱情光辉的每分每秒~&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/13243687-1331771010522347267?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/1331771010522347267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=1331771010522347267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1331771010522347267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1331771010522347267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-fate-calculation.html' title='Love Fate calculation'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-2182788660205722854</id><published>2007-11-05T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:15:59.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Brain vs Left Brain</title><content type='html'>check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,22535838-5012895,00.html"&gt;The Right Brain vs Left Brain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Ry6Y1HPfELI/AAAAAAAAAYs/A2BKZzZkKoM/s1600-h/0,,5687820,00.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Ry6Y1HPfELI/AAAAAAAAAYs/A2BKZzZkKoM/s400/0,,5687820,00.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129205063866060978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so cool~ i can see both but initially is clockwise. so i guess i'm more of a right brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="standfirst"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block;"&gt;The Right Brain vs Left Brain test ... do you see the dancer turning clockwise or anti-clockwise?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;If clockwise, then you use more of the right side of the brain and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us would see the dancer turning anti-clockwise though you can try to focus and change the direction; see if you can do it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="90%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEFT BRAIN FUNCTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uses logic&lt;br /&gt;detail oriented&lt;br /&gt;facts rule&lt;br /&gt;words and language&lt;br /&gt;present and past&lt;br /&gt;math and science&lt;br /&gt;can comprehend&lt;br /&gt;knowing&lt;br /&gt;acknowledges&lt;br /&gt;order/pattern perception&lt;br /&gt;knows object name&lt;br /&gt;reality based&lt;br /&gt;forms strategies&lt;br /&gt;practical&lt;br /&gt;safe &lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIGHT BRAIN FUNCTIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uses feeling&lt;br /&gt;"big picture" oriented&lt;br /&gt;imagination rules&lt;br /&gt;symbols and images&lt;br /&gt;present and future&lt;br /&gt;philosophy &amp;amp; religion&lt;br /&gt;can "get it" (i.e. meaning)&lt;br /&gt;believes&lt;br /&gt;appreciates&lt;br /&gt;spatial perception&lt;br /&gt;knows object function&lt;br /&gt;fantasy based&lt;br /&gt;presents possibilities&lt;br /&gt;impetuous&lt;br /&gt;risk taking&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-2182788660205722854?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/2182788660205722854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=2182788660205722854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I grew 3 years older LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(240, 255, 240);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-6358858015519826165?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/6358858015519826165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=6358858015519826165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6358858015519826165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6358858015519826165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-age-do-you-act.html' title='What age do you act?'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-3858448100927010907</id><published>2007-10-17T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T19:13:35.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>List out your top 5 birthday presents you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   * new handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   * perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   * cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   * external 3.5" hard disk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   * laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person/people who tagged you is/are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * Jaywalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him/her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * likes to joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * mature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * humorous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * rich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words he/she had said to you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * don't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, he/she will…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * not possible since he's married and i'm not into too big a age gap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * already says not possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * ignore him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * don't know leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desire thing you want to do for him/her now is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * like to talk &amp;amp; generous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * blur (sotong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The character you love of yourself are…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * not smart enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * no one in mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * thanks for the concern, i appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * meet up when free okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * don't forget me hor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel about you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 1. shu ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 2. lex - i dont have much blogger friends la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 3. eddie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 4. nadz - don't know you done yet or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 5. lizhi - i just passing LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 6. shu juan - i know u done liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 7. raj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 8. ken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 9. Aishah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. wei zhen -  i know u never blog except your true friend test, i just put for fun LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is No.6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If No.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * 7 is attached and both of them are straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No.8 and 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * unless lizhi becomes single or both of them do not mind "jie-di lian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is No.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * Mass Comm (i think =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with No.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * few weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does No.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * hmm.. i only know he likes angela zhang shao han &amp;amp; xiao zhu LOL! oh ya, if not wrong he likes cherry boom too~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does No.1 has any siblings ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo No.3 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * nope. his height is kind of far from mind. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about No.7 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * 7 is attached but if i'm a guy i don't mind, she is attractive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is No.4 single ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * yes (or are you not?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * NG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the nickname of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * qian jin xiao jie LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the hobby of no.4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * erm.. not too sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * they don't know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * MDIS (hmm rite? LOL suddenly forget)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk something casually about no.1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  * Pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you try developing feelings for no.8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* nope. we are friends~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-3858448100927010907?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/3858448100927010907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=3858448100927010907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3858448100927010907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3858448100927010907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/10/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-4199525553370165565</id><published>2007-10-16T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T18:48:14.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3243"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's Your Flavor?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Vanilla.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3243"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/flavor_quiz/vanilla.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're as popular and relaxing as vanilla ice cream. You go with the flow, and get along with all sorts of people. You appreciate peace and simplicity, so you sometimes find crowds and loud noises overwhelming. You are a chilled-out, calming influence on the people in your life, and your friends appreciate how supportive and flexible you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Vanilla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a class="dkbluehead" href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3262"&gt;What the Hell is Wrong with You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are madly in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3262"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/whatswrong_quiz/love.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hon. Your problem is obvious -- you're so in love that you can barely concentrate. You're probably only taking this quiz to distract yourself from that distraction. It sounds like your current relationship (or crush-thing) has become a head-over-heels obsession. You can't go for two minutes without picturing that person's face in your mind and instantly drifting off into Crushland. We know exactly what that's like, and how hard it is to control, so we'll end this now and let you get back to your daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3261"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Dateable Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are happy-go-dateable.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're out there, you're available, and you're optimistic, but you're not advertising in neon lights. You're too chill to run around chasing it, but you don't see the point in making it too difficult for someone you're interested in, 'cause at the end of the day you'd really like to meet someone nice. If they approach you, they'll meet a warm, friendly, sparkly personality who will make them glad they took the chance. And if they can't seem to work up the nerve... for the right person, we bet you'd lay it on the line and do the approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3258"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's Your Major?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public Relations? Music Production? Fashion Design?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we close? In some ways, you are majoring in "cool", earning a degree that will get you the kind of job where you get to wear pretty much what you want, be near fabulous people, and actually on some occasions get paid to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3226"&gt;How Magical Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our crystal ball says... nothing! It's just a ball of glass, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3226"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/how_magical/skeptic.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a skeptic, through and through. Magic's a nice idea to read about in books (fiction books), but there's no place for it in your realistic, uh, reality. You're practical, sensible, and down to earth. You know there's no monster under your bed, and that a love spell won't make anyone fall hopelessly in love with you. Life just isn't that easy! If someone offers to read your palm, or predict your future, you'll probably roll your eyes and say, "Don't waste my time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3171"&gt;What's Your Karaoke Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an Audience Singer!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3171"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/karaoke_style/audience.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think karaoke is tons of fun, but you're a little too shy to get up on stage and do a solo act. You might be willing to give it a shot if there are five or more people on stage, and everyone's shouting the lyrics at once. Most of the time, you're an enthusiastic audience member who's happy to join in on the chorus… as long as nobody passes you the mic. For you, karaoke is more about having fun with friends than showing off your singing abilities, whether you've got them or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3193"&gt;Which Emoticon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the confused face.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3193"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/emoticon_quiz/confused.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is you: &lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/mb/img/emoticons/icon_confused.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm… it sounds like a recent experience left you puzzled, and you don't know where to turn for help. When you lose your way online, you're not alone – the confused emoticon will always be there for you! If you end your thoughts with one of these, everyone will know that you need some guidance. The confused face is especially useful if you missed a few key minutes of a recent TV episode. Use it whenever you need answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3124"&gt;How Crush Prone Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're crush-free.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you probably get crushes once in a while – who doesn't? – but you never let those warm, fuzzy feelings affect your mental state. Even if you feel a little thrill when your crush is nearby, you can probably manage to hold an intelligent conversation and make rational decisions. You're pretty practical about your crushes. Maybe you're holding back some of your crushy feelings because you don't want to get your heart broken? Instead of clinging hopelessly to an uninterested crush, you'd rather move on to someone else… or exist happily in a crushless state until a new romantic interest comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=1032"&gt;What's Your Boy-Catching Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Gee Your Hair Smells Terrific" Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/1032"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/boy_catching/smells-terrific.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that in the '70s there was literally a shampoo called "Gee Your Hair Smells Terrific?" The GYHST girl is the one who leaves behind the scent of lilacs in her math class seat, causing the boy who sits there next period to become totally obsessed with finding out who she is. She's the girl who walks down the halls exuding fairy "Girl Dust," leaving the all the guys entranced and wanting more. She's feminine and likes it that way -- that's part of the fun of being female, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYHST Girls You Know: Beyoncé, Kirsten Dunst, Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=1552"&gt;Who's Your Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Quiet Sweetie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/1552"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/whosyourtype/sweetie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The QS is the most mysterious "type" of all, because they can be in any clique, or no clique at all. They could hang on the sidelines of the jock crew, the geeky crew, or the goths, or the emo kids... or maybe they hang with the hip hop crew, but are more into R&amp;amp;B. Or they just hang in the library, reading during lunch. As such, you have to kind of actively scour the QS hotspots to "capture" one, and you'll almost definitely have to initiate the first conversation. Try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The quiet table in the cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;* Parties -- look for the wallflower that looks about ready to leave&lt;br /&gt;* The A.V. club, choir, or band&lt;br /&gt;* The computer room&lt;br /&gt;* Libraries, bookstores, coffee shops&lt;br /&gt;* Video stores on Friday or Saturday evenings (the QS often rents alone)&lt;br /&gt;* The park on a sunny Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=3084"&gt;How Emo Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're emo around the edges.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3084"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/emo_quiz/medemo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the emo-est of quiz-takers, but you lean in an emo direction. You feel angry and passionate on a regular basis, but you also have an easygoing side that keeps you grounded. You're naturally introspective, but you're not compelled to analyze every detail of your life—sometimes you'd rather shrug your shoulders and get on with the day. You understand why your emo friends seem so sensitive, but you also get why that drives your non-emo friends crazy. You're the happy medium of emo-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=612"&gt;How Funny Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Darn Funny.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it, some things are funny and some aren't. And sometimes you're in the mood to laugh and sometimes you're not. But this quiz suspects that you're the type who finds humor where humor lies, and maintains composure the rest of the time. You're not overly serious or overly silly – you're the happy medium somewhere in between. Nice balance you've got there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=2956"&gt;What's Your Internet Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a helper.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/2956"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/internet_quiz/helper.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your web personality is perky and outgoing. If there were a "Welcome to the Internet" committee, you'd be the one carrying a welcome basket of virtual fruit to all the newbies. You've got a ton of info in your head, and you use your fingertips to share it (you know…by typing). When you encounter a lost, confused web traveler, you spend as much time as it takes to help him/her get the hang of things. You're been online for a while now, and you know how everything works. If you see people breaking the rules, you don't report them right away – you explain the problem and give them a chance to fix it. You're sure they didn't mess things up on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=2703"&gt;How Much of a Downer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Sort of a Downer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you contribute harsh, depressing facts to a conversation, you're not trying to ruin the mood, but sometimes your honesty gets people down. People want to hear about good stuff, not the details of your last breakup or your obsession with avian flu. If you fell into this category, you know better! Instead of sharing your deepest fears with everyone you meet, find something that makes you happy and obsess over that for a while. Maybe you're just feeling moody today, and your bitter, "practical" side is the one holding the mouse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=2691"&gt;How Jealous Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a jealous side.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when things are going great for everyone else, and your own life is a pile of poo, you get these angry twinges in your forehead. For a few seconds, you feel like you could… just… kill. But your jealousy has limits. Sure, your ex might've cheated on you, but that doesn’t mean you're going to hunt him/her down and cut off any body parts. You're just "mad," the emotion, not "mad," in a dangerous-to-society way. And madness (at least, the first kind) will fade with time, especially if you let go of those bitter daydreams and get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=2615"&gt;Are You Sweet or Scandalous?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, you are that innocent!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/2615"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/scandalous/sweet.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're as lovably naïve as a newborn kitten. Wait -- don't picture one of those kittens that's so new it has matted fur and eyes stuck closed with mucus. You're more the kind that's so adorable and sweet, people look at you in awe and want to pat you very gently on the head. You're like a little kid who still believes in Santa, the tooth fairy and everything else — you restore our faith in the world. (But if you got this result by lying to the quiz, you're a mean, scary little kitten instead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=1452"&gt;How Manipulative Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderate Manipulator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people use some sort of manipulation occasionally... a guilt trip here, a strategically placed compliment there. That doesn't make it right, but it does make it understandable. But there are people out there who don't manipulate at all. They play fair, they're honest and direct about what they want, and they're mature in the face of not getting their way. And the truth is, those people are probably way more relaxed and happier than the rest of us, because everyone around them trusts them, will stick up for them, and generally want them around. So even though playing the manipulation card works sometimes, it might be nice to try getting rid of it altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=1252"&gt;Are You a 'Boy' or a 'Girl'?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you really are a girl. Or maybe you're a guy who's really really mad at this quiz right now. Or maybe you're a guy who's actually pretty fine with this quiz, because you're secure in your masculinity and think it's kinda funny that the stereotypes people have about how girls and boys do and don't act are so... just.... wrong a lot of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, if the "typical" girl characteristics are supposed to be empathy, emotional honesty, and giving some thought to how you present yourself to the world, we think it's pretty cool to have scored "girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=1152"&gt;Who's Your So-Called Twin?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon Cherski&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/1152"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/mscl/sharon_cherski.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not technically the girl next door -- or, not next door to Angela anyway. But she might as well be; Sharon's the So-Called character that most fits in with the 'normal' world. Having been best friends with Angela for most of their lives, it's hard for her to get why Angela all the sudden seems to want to abandon that world. But she's not going to let it bother her... not when she's snared a bf like Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=1112"&gt;Who Do You Put First: Friends or Boys/Girls?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys/Girls Come First&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/1112"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/friends_first/boys-girls.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always totally cut and dry that friends should come before boys/girls in your life. For one thing, sometimes you end up in such a close relationship with a guy/girl that they become your best friend. And sometimes your friends give crappy advice or act selfishly, and it's not like you should give in to their every demand. But when special circumstances like those don't intervene, just make sure you're not making the Smoochables so important that the pursuit of them trumps friendships you've spent years building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz_main.php?id=1012"&gt;Are You More Yin or Yang?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/1012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/yinyang/yin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/yingyang/yinyang.gif" /&gt;The black side of the familiar yin and yang symbol (the Tai Chi T'u) is the yin side. It stands for the softer, quieter, darker, cooler, calmer qualities. Of course, Yin and Yang are said to attract each other and be part of each other: nothing (and no one) is completely yin or completely yang. (That's what the little opposite-colored dots mean).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-4199525553370165565?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/4199525553370165565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=4199525553370165565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4199525553370165565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4199525553370165565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/10/ice-cream-quiz.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-324105982085142614</id><published>2007-10-14T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:07:01.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true friend test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok. here's the long awaited "true friend test". so, start doing! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1123833"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/1123833/2.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-324105982085142614?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/324105982085142614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=324105982085142614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/324105982085142614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/324105982085142614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/10/true-friend-test.html' title='true friend test'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-4774881772595445792</id><published>2007-09-24T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T13:58:11.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boochi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RvdRn8bMd_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ZDJeSqMnXsA/s1600-h/boochi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RvdRn8bMd_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ZDJeSqMnXsA/s400/boochi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113645648579426290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my battledome opponent boochi lost the fight with my bruce and he cried! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute la! he looks so much bigger than my pet sia.. LOL though he was supposed to be baby version of bruce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-4774881772595445792?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/4774881772595445792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=4774881772595445792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4774881772595445792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4774881772595445792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/09/boochi.html' title='boochi'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RvdRn8bMd_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ZDJeSqMnXsA/s72-c/boochi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-3642508880817884093</id><published>2007-09-12T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:27:29.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Booth</title><content type='html'>enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/juw2vrRNqFc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/juw2vrRNqFc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/juw2vrRNqFc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s9LjXPS4Qiw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s9LjXPS4Qiw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-PW1DPh9Bk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-PW1DPh9Bk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/okjfl1d97B8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/okjfl1d97B8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-3642508880817884093?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/3642508880817884093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=3642508880817884093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3642508880817884093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3642508880817884093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/09/click-here-to-block-this-object-with.html' title='Photo Booth'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-219547646340605848</id><published>2007-09-10T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T01:58:51.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>action figure</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuQzwHlxBuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7RH0ZYf-qDE/s320/DSC02585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108264779109172962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this figure in the picture reminds you of the 3D tadpole that we were dealing with last semester? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it reminds me of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-219547646340605848?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/219547646340605848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=219547646340605848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/219547646340605848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/219547646340605848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/09/action-figure.html' title='action figure'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuQzwHlxBuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7RH0ZYf-qDE/s72-c/DSC02585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-3249266987305734931</id><published>2007-09-08T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:11:44.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Test</title><content type='html'>Take the quiz &lt;a href="http://www.love-stations.com/test/test01.swf"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contents are in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKXWnlxBtI/AAAAAAAAAYI/aVVlq0yujfk/s320/quiz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107811342231865042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite true though, since it happened quite a few times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say is easier than do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-3249266987305734931?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/3249266987305734931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=3249266987305734931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3249266987305734931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3249266987305734931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-test.html' title='Love Test'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKXWnlxBtI/AAAAAAAAAYI/aVVlq0yujfk/s72-c/quiz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-6168701085394606320</id><published>2007-09-08T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:17:32.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swensens</title><content type='html'>delicious food of Swensens~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKR53lxBoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/6-J_2lvC8wI/s320/DSC06588-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107805350752487042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caesar salad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKR6HlxBpI/AAAAAAAAAXo/eStIzyIlDks/s320/DSC06589-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107805355047454354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicken baked rice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKR6HlxBqI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ujg1WCLDuzk/s320/DSC06591-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107805355047454370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;smoked salmon pasta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-6168701085394606320?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/6168701085394606320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=6168701085394606320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6168701085394606320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6168701085394606320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/09/swensens.html' title='Swensens'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKR53lxBoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/6-J_2lvC8wI/s72-c/DSC06588-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-4541223580319637456</id><published>2007-09-08T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:23:58.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Christmas' Trees</title><content type='html'>Oops, just 3 more months and it will be christmas again and here i am posting last year's photos LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm being lazy cum forgetful which is why the late posting of the photos taken last year LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these photos were last year's christmas trees of different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKO4nlxBkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/aaWRKY9tN5o/s320/DSC06490-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107802030742767170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKO4nlxBlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/iIxUhEJEAFE/s320/DSC01554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107802030742767186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken at a hotel besides Great World City if i'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKO5HlxBmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/4tmRrabHu2I/s320/DSC06552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107802039332701794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Takashimaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKO5XlxBnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cLio8mIktQI/s320/DSC06573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107802043627669106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Bugis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKNU3lxBgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/f_jVExq7_xg/s320/DSC06481-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107800317050816002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Harbour Front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKNVHlxBhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/lytBUFHK0oY/s320/DSC01499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107800321345783314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKNVHlxBiI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ege3RUP1LeI/s320/DSC01500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107800321345783330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKNVXlxBjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/5ZGvZcNXfIc/s320/DSC01501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107800325640750642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the ornaments on displayed on the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKT4nlxBrI/AAAAAAAAAX4/gkAgnsFPbO4/s320/DSC01686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107807528300906162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside The Cathay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKT43lxBsI/AAAAAAAAAYA/FWcpaH8GN1c/s320/DSC01691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107807532595873474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside The Cathay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-4541223580319637456?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/4541223580319637456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=4541223580319637456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4541223580319637456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4541223580319637456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-christmas-trees.html' title='Last Christmas&apos; Trees'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RuKO4nlxBkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/aaWRKY9tN5o/s72-c/DSC06490-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-1440960501636844134</id><published>2007-09-08T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T19:50:28.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Love Match: &lt;a href="http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/quiz/lovematch/"&gt;Personality Twin vs. Polar Opposite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Results&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(215, 113, 144); width: 70px;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(255, 255, 255);" src="http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/thumbnails/251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Match: Your Twin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you, your partner is sociable and extroverted. He is comfortable being a leader,&lt;br /&gt;and is also a great co-worker to work with. With his gregarious nature and excellent networking skills, he is popular among his friends and gets along well with the people around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Match: Your Opposite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your partner is shy and introverted. He is reserved and doesn't trust people easily, which makes it difficult for him to make new friends. He also tends to dwell on his troubles and have a pessimistic outlook of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Almost Ready to Date Again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="left"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyoureadytodateagainquiz/ready-date-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You're over him... well, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, you still think of your ex on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;Enough to effect any new relationship you may start.&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself time and space - you are 90% there.&lt;br /&gt;And don't swear off men, just make sure to play the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/areyoureadytodateagainquiz/"&gt;Are You Ready To Date Again?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Pride Quotient: 39%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchpridedoyouhavequiz/pride-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little prideful, but nothing out of the norm.&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone, you enjoy attention. But you're also good at sharing the spotlight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchpridedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Pride Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;You Can Make 59% of Your Crushes Fall in Love With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/canyoumakeanyonefallinlovewithyouquiz/love-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You certainly have this dating thing down - and you know how to charm most people.&lt;br /&gt;And when your charm seems broken, just think back to what has worked in the past.&lt;br /&gt;You have the tools to make almost anyone fall in love with you - you just have to put them into action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blogthings.com/canyoumakeanyonefallinlovewithyouquiz/"&gt;Can You Make Anyone Fall in Love With You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/quiz/fragrancepersonality/index.asp"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is Your Fragrance Personality?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Fragrance Personality: Romantic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a nose for sweet and floral scents which perfectly capture the romantic and feminine side of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Scents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sweet Scents&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for scents with notes of caramel, chocolate, honey and vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Delicious, Girly, Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Floral Scents&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for scents with notes of jasmine, orchid, violet, rose, sandalwood, musk and vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood: &lt;/b&gt;Romantic, Feminine, Gentle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/images/bgdots.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-bottom: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/quiz/goodflirt/index.asp"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are You A Good Flirt? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, are you timid or a tease, captivating or coy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shoppinglifestyle.com/thumbnails/618.jpg" style="border: 1px solid rgb(255, 255, 255);" /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Flirt-Shy&lt;/h3&gt;Your coyness around the male species could be misinterpreted as aloofness, so you've got to learn to conquer it and work on your flirting skills. Flirting is in fact one of the best ways to signal your interest in making friends with the opposite sex. If you close yourself off in social interactions, you'll be missing out on opportunities of finding your Mr. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First ask yourself why you avoid flirting: Maybe you don't feel attractive or confident enough. Or perhaps you don't feel comfortable with your sensuality. But the only way you'll overcome your anxiety when socializing with the guys is to practice, practice, practice. Start by learning a few simple flirting tactics. One surefire technique is to work your smile: Immediately you'll appear less intimidating. Another easy way to open up is to start dishing out sincere compliments, like "Cool jacket" or "You have a really nice smile". Practice a little more, and you'll realize how fun it can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-1440960501636844134?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/1440960501636844134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=1440960501636844134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1440960501636844134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1440960501636844134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/05/personality-twin-vs-polar-opposite.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116555467832609392</id><published>2007-09-08T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T18:25:02.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Female Toilets at Great World City</title><content type='html'>the long awaited photos of the female toilet i took last year LOL! actually, i have already uploaded them some time back. however, i have saved it as draft and have forgotten about it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are two different toilets shown here, all taken inside the toilets. so, here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/45329/DSC01547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/58259/DSC01550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/943329/DSC01548.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/427824/DSC01546.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/107398/DSC01544.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/582547/DSC01549.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/516289/DSC01545.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/126365/DSC01551.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/439685/DSC01535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/409732/DSC01536.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/793354/DSC01527.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/329736/DSC01519.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/203678/DSC01520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/836959/DSC01526.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/34146/DSC01521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/185452/DSC01518.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116555467832609392?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116555467832609392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116555467832609392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116555467832609392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116555467832609392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/12/toilets.html' title='Female Toilets at Great World City'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-1686414758259201512</id><published>2007-09-07T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T17:10:42.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>楊丞琳-理想情人(搞笑版)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! 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You are a horrible cooker. You don't know how to make soup, so you are a cleaning boy. You like to eat strawberries, and you live alone, with Remy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yes, i am a very lousy cooker. i can only cook instant noodles or scramble eggs. tried out fried rice and the rice was just right not too hard but it tasted kind of blend. LOL&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/13243687-3812818001650023272?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/3812818001650023272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=3812818001650023272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3812818001650023272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3812818001650023272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/09/which-ratatouille-character-are-you.html' title='Which Ratatouille character are you?'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-6475777792026945018</id><published>2007-08-30T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T20:09:25.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Game Quiz</title><content type='html'>while searching for flash clothes changing games for sj, happened to see this quiz game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried out and found it rather interesting. there were some accuracy though. nevertheless, it's just a quiz.  haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so here's our results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce's (me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoAHlxBTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TRKMwHBgG8w/s1600-h/quiz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoAHlxBTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TRKMwHBgG8w/s400/quiz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104451947661952306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoAHlxBUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XDxwEshyBhE/s1600-h/love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoAHlxBUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XDxwEshyBhE/s400/love.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104451947661952322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lizhi's &amp; shu juan's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoAXlxBVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fi5mV-7m5rg/s1600-h/lz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoAXlxBVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fi5mV-7m5rg/s400/lz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104451951956919634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoAXlxBWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HrtQCafgQjM/s1600-h/lz2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoAXlxBWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/HrtQCafgQjM/s400/lz2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104451951956919650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei zhen's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoWHlxBXI/AAAAAAAAAVI/pnYf7nPGK84/s1600-h/wz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoWHlxBXI/AAAAAAAAAVI/pnYf7nPGK84/s400/wz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104452325619074418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoWHlxBYI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HqBKZX08hXs/s1600-h/wz2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoWHlxBYI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HqBKZX08hXs/s400/wz2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104452325619074434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jim's (yes, that's right. he's our lecturer! LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoWnlxBZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AM2ntkwPmIs/s1600-h/jim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoWnlxBZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AM2ntkwPmIs/s400/jim.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104452334209009042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoWnlxBaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/eCyPWsh5Va0/s1600-h/jim2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoWnlxBaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/eCyPWsh5Va0/s400/jim2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104452334209009058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jim's a playboy! haha. that was fun! i'm the youngest &amp; wz e oldest! LOL! for lizhi not so true as she got so many suitors~ wz's one is so true la.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone interested in trying out, can click &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.game.com.cn/youxi/4/5/xinliceshi.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, the replay button is not working so press F5, refresh or reload if you want to replay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-6475777792026945018?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/6475777792026945018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=6475777792026945018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6475777792026945018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6475777792026945018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/08/flash-game-quiz.html' title='Flash Game Quiz'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RtaoAHlxBTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TRKMwHBgG8w/s72-c/quiz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-2648200240251371581</id><published>2007-08-11T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:47:54.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeq - Almost But</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vgc_HJpH6OE"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vgc_HJpH6OE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vgc_HJpH6OE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song. Anyone has this song? Please send me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-2648200240251371581?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/2648200240251371581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=2648200240251371581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2648200240251371581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2648200240251371581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/08/sleeq-almost-but.html' title='Sleeq - Almost But'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-208137384685876336</id><published>2007-07-19T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T19:35:53.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;Rules of the game : **Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. **People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. **At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I like to - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;get myself drunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am allowed - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;to eat, sleep, shit and etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My favourite part of my body is - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If i could fix one part of my human body - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;it would be my &lt;strike&gt;mouth&lt;/strike&gt; teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I hate -&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt; to see people doing things that i dont like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If I could date a female celebrity, I would date &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;no one since i'm straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If i could date a male celebrity, it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;too many to be named!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm attracted to - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;bright smiles of guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I hate it - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;when i'm with people who think they are great, and know-it-all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I prefer to sleep - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;on my left side, &lt;strike&gt;curled&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 persons chosen to do this are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Shu Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Aishah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strike&gt;Shu Juan she's already being tagged by candy. &lt;/strike&gt;so, Eddie you do, &lt;strike&gt;since i know you got blog. hee..&lt;/strike&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/13243687-208137384685876336?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/208137384685876336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=208137384685876336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/208137384685876336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/208137384685876336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/07/yet-another-meme.html' title='Yet Another Meme'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-1861770868712489590</id><published>2007-07-18T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:42:27.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO EMBARRASSING!   ' П '</title><content type='html'>today, i went to school earlier but was late for about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to class and heard Eric (our lecturer) said "no lesson today, hand in your assignment and you can leave". so we were like "yeah, can leave early. though it was kind of stupid to just come to school for an hour or so then go home. not much of a difference since every Wednesday we go to school just for 3 hours. (okay, i'm getting too draggy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i called my sis and agreed to meet her at marina square and i was late because of erm "someone". and of course, gotten a lecture from her. after meeting her, we went to eat at a restaurant called imperial something, very similar to crystal jade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, we went to shop around and nothing caught our attention. my initial plan was to go there and look for shoes but to no avail. so we continued walking around and i was starting to feel the tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, she suggested watching Harry Potter and so we did (sorry sj never watch with you). this is the part where everything started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this good looking guy sitting beside 3 angmos whom i think is a family. when me and my sis walked into the cinema, he turned and was looking at our direction. when i saw him, he was looking at me! (or maybe i think too much, since i am not good looking or cute in any way) then, when i was sitting down, he turned around and said "hello". and i was like OMG! he said hello! guess what? i turned away. i didnt know how to react! i was like grinning away facing my sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, after facing him with my back for some time, i turned to the front taking a peek at him and he was no longer looking at me. and he didnt look at me anymore. i guess i was being rude to ignore his greeting. but, maybe i'm wrong again. he did not say "hello", i just heard wrongly. why would a hunk say hello to me or even look at me in the first place! or maybe because the cinema was rather dark though the part where im sitting has light shining down. or maybe because he didnt see properly, he maybe short-sighted! maybe maybe maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nothing happens throughout the show until the moment when we walk out of the theater. i was walking in front of the good looking guy and his i-think-friends and being the very first person in front, when i was grabbing for the handle of the door to open it, i SLIPPED! YES, I SLIPPED! OMG la, i'm so embarrassed la, to think i have to slipped in front of the people and that hunk! T_T stupid pool of water appeared out of nowhere and my good for nothing sandals have to be slippery at that moment! haiz.. and so, i hit my knee and hurt the bone between the halves of my butt. my butt was wet but luckily i have my sling bag to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that was really bad, can? -.- then i heard the angmo mother said the floor is slippery or something like that. so i got up and walk like nothing happened and the angmos and the hunk just walk away to another direction from me and my sis. i was carrying my laptop at that moment and i think i didnt hit it and hopefully i did not! if not i really cry T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, me and my sis went to wait for cab to go home since i'm lazy to take train. but we waited very long for a cab. the cab was either on-call or was hired. we waited like more than 45 minutes la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a bad day for me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i'm becoming less confident each day. since my face outbreak is getting terrible each day. my hair getting more difficult to manage and more untidy. and my looks suck. everything has make me more demoralize each time. just that i dont show. but it is really getting to me. i cannot help but to think this way. i know there is no ugly woman, only lazy woman. however, when i saw my face and hair and everything, it just turns me off and makes me so depress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, that's me. the ugly, unappealing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-1861770868712489590?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/1861770868712489590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=1861770868712489590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1861770868712489590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1861770868712489590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-embarrassing.html' title='SO EMBARRASSING!   &apos; П &apos;'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-2161479062065069560</id><published>2007-07-17T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T00:05:47.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme Again!</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://ahkuei.wordpress.com/"&gt;Max&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was not sure if the Joyce he mentioned was me or someone else since he also called me by my chinese name. And ya, this was months back, around January! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer ONE- On the Outside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Joyce&lt;br /&gt;Birth Date: 17/06&lt;br /&gt;Current Status: S&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/void%280%29"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ingle&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Black or dark brown? (not sure myself)&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Black? or dark brown again&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer TWO - On the inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: Chinese, also 100% of it.&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: BEES! i'm afraid of the sting! i'm not even afraid of cockroaches!&lt;br /&gt;Your Weaknesses: zui ying xin ruan (don't know what i it's called in Eng)&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: Don't understand the meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer THREE - Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: Can i wake up later?&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime: Very early in the morning~ (always do project till so "early")&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: Childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer FOUR - Your Pick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Both no&lt;br /&gt;McDonald’s or Burger King: McDonald since i couldn't eat Beef since it's the most delicious part&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Neutral&lt;br /&gt;Lipton tea or Nestea: Lipton since i didn't taste Nestea before&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: Cappuccino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer FIVE -Do you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Curse: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer SIX - In the Past Month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: hmm, yeah, drank with Lex &amp;amp; LF and caused LF to puke (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: &lt;strike&gt;Yes, COM price giving.&lt;/strike&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: Yes, &lt;strike&gt;but i'm picky about it.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: &lt;strike&gt;Yes, last year?&lt;/strike&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer SEVEN - Have You Ever?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: Don't get the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer EIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age you’re hoping to be married: Used to be 25 when i'm younger. 28 for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer NINE - In a Girl/Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best eye colour: Asian color&lt;br /&gt;Best hair colour: Any that suits the person&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: Naturally neat short hair for guys, no preference for girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer TEN - What Were You Doing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago: Talking to SJ on her cakes' view on the table&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago: Having Lunch&lt;br /&gt;4.5 hours ago: Trying to figure out on my Flash game&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago: Emo-ing at home on my Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago: Cannot remember what i did on my Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer ELEVEN - Finish the sentence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love: eating!&lt;br /&gt;I feel: that i think a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I hate: a lot of things and people.&lt;br /&gt;I hide: my actual feelings. (^5 max)&lt;br /&gt;I miss: the days during first year of ITE.&lt;br /&gt;I need: more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layer TWELVE - Tag 5 people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Candy&lt;br /&gt;2. Lizhi&lt;br /&gt;3. Shu Juan&lt;br /&gt;4. Nadz&lt;br /&gt;5. Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go and start doing your quiz people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-2161479062065069560?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/2161479062065069560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=2161479062065069560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2161479062065069560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2161479062065069560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/07/meme-again.html' title='Meme Again!'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-2996763239874092311</id><published>2007-07-17T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T12:43:30.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4 Memes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;tagged by &lt;a href="http://lexandria.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;LEX.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;hmm.. as requested lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 jobs I have had in my life:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Waitress at Boon Lay Raja Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Waitress atHeerens Crepes &amp; Cream (close down liao T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Sales Rep at P.S. Mrs Fields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Sales Coordinator at Silverline/Prettyfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 places I have lived:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Kraji&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Woodlands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Jurong East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Boon Lay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 places I have been on vacation: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Hong Kong (with choir considered?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Sentosa (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Singapore (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Boon Lay (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 of my favourite food: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Cheesy Bake Rice or Pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Fish&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. I don't know (seriously, i don't really have favorite food, i just eat LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 places I would rather be right now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Dreamland (same as u, lex ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. With someone special (but too bad there's no such person for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Overseas theme park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 friends to tag:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;1. Lizhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Shu Juan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Ken (since you've blog quite little now ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ciaoz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-2996763239874092311?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/2996763239874092311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=2996763239874092311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2996763239874092311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/2996763239874092311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/07/4-memes.html' title='The 4 Memes'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-7161667937116225380</id><published>2007-06-25T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T16:16:46.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Seventh Heavens"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi Joyz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got your email address from Love Happens.  You sound like an interesting character whom I would love to get to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a brief introduction of myself. I enjoy a lot of jogging and swimming, though I also do golf, cycling and other outdoor activities. But do not take me as a person with lots of muscle, I am glad that I have a toned body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not all brawn and not brains. I have a MBA from top business school in the US and have always been an achiever at my job, getting promotions and managing people more senior than myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoy the finer side of life, wining and dining, and I know how to have fun and let loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very open minded person, and do not mind the occassional flings. Other gals have commented about what I can do for them, bringing them to the seventh heavens. I enjoy the chase, the flirting, most of all the foreplay, tantalising you to no end, and of course bringing you to the ultimate high. Multiple orgamsn is a definite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do travel a lot, and will love to bring you on some of my trips, of course, all expense paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of myself, do reply if you are interested in getting to know me too. Alternatively,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a 35-year-old guy la and that's like, erm, bwg la.. zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-7161667937116225380?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/7161667937116225380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=7161667937116225380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7161667937116225380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7161667937116225380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/06/seventh-heavens.html' title='&quot;Seventh Heavens&quot;'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-6587489325644228890</id><published>2007-06-24T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T23:37:06.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster Horoscope for June 24, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gemini (May 21 - Jun 21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.friendster.com/images/horoscopes/gemini_lg.gif" alt="Gemini" title="Gemini" border="0" height="83" width="83" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for you to turn your energy away from the things that you cannot change.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when yet another one of your friendly invitations gets the cold shoulder from its intended target, make a mental note to stop asking this person to do things. When people aren't interested in spending time with you, you can't force them to -- and it's their loss, right? It's time for you to turn your energy away from things that you can't change (like how other people feel), and turn it toward things that you can change (like how you feel).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-6587489325644228890?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/6587489325644228890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=6587489325644228890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6587489325644228890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/6587489325644228890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/06/friendster-horoscope-for-june-24-2007.html' title='Friendster Horoscope for June 24, 2007'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-7303845678627510843</id><published>2007-06-23T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T18:58:38.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster Horoscope for June 23, 2007</title><content type='html'>Gemini (May 21 - Jun 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2007/06/gemini_lg.thumbnail.gif" alt="gemini" height="78" width="78" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you may be having some anti-romance feelings. Get some time on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;In Detail&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a concept, love may be important to you right now, but you may be having some anti-romance feelings today. It would be wise for you to avoid any cooing couples -- they are likely to get on your very last nerve. But try not to get too angry at the people who don't know any better than to act as though the rest of the world doesn't exist. Instead, go off on your own and enjoy a break from hearts and flowers. Treat yourself to some luxurious solitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-7303845678627510843?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/7303845678627510843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=7303845678627510843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7303845678627510843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7303845678627510843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/06/friendster-horoscope-for-june-23-2007.html' title='Friendster Horoscope for June 23, 2007'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-4648294891019143655</id><published>2007-06-19T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:06:07.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>presents received!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RoI33iBBDYI/AAAAAAAAATA/z_lVTlJA6GY/s200/IMG_0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RoI33iBBDZI/AAAAAAAAATI/alf6X6Qwiww/s200/IMG_0571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;escada &amp; bvlgari miniatures from dear candy~ e very 1st present i received. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RoI33yBBDaI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Qa5NUyBF2Mo/s200/IMG_0572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RoI33yBBDbI/AAAAAAAAATY/__rIl3JFLo4/s200/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lancome &amp;amp; bvlgari miniature from lifen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RoI34CBBDcI/AAAAAAAAATg/4O7Tzjpud-M/s200/IMG_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest present received from my dear godsis huifen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna4q-javxI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_nEXMtOHsoQ/s200/IMG_0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5-ujawEI/AAAAAAAAASo/W2yxCNltKFs/s200/IMG_0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;large DKNY Be Delicious shared among ishah, scan, glad &amp; wk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5--jawGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_rRdKObczRU/s200/IMG_0554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handmade photo frame from juan juan~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5eejav9I/AAAAAAAAARw/PI25ON0nqyE/s200/IMG_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handmade card from lizhi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5zOjawAI/AAAAAAAAASI/5flQeDjan5k/s200/IMG_0534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5zejawBI/AAAAAAAAASQ/t8JtAl3PK_Y/s200/IMG_0536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5zejawCI/AAAAAAAAASY/pXXYUxAORgQ/s200/IMG_0537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5zujawDI/AAAAAAAAASg/aQ9N5-uipAI/s200/IMG_0540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5kujav-I/AAAAAAAAAR4/JH4gLwjKlcs/s200/IMG_0528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna44-javzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/p5VCGnTOTQI/s200/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna45Ojav0I/AAAAAAAAAQo/oBlkX1NZq08/s200/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5k-jav_I/AAAAAAAAASA/jwHsn7-xiFQ/s200/IMG_0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5R-jav4I/AAAAAAAAARI/K3q7Cv_7W5U/s200/IMG_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna45ejav2I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uhvBCLBjRk8/s200/IMG_0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna45ejav3I/AAAAAAAAARA/u2ESGyAML6A/s200/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna4qejavuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Fyh_osq75zo/s200/IMG_0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna4qujavvI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UI0At5SoSF4/s200/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna4q-javwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UDg9EfPHhGs/s200/IMG_0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna4rOjavyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Jdhhbqs3btc/s200/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above gifts which i didnt state from who are all from wk, scan, ishah &amp;amp; glad~&lt;br /&gt;each of them bought 5 gifts and shared a large dkny perfume which added up to total of 21 items altogether!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're 5 more items where i didnt take individual picture for them LOL but they are inside the image below. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rna5-ujawFI/AAAAAAAAASw/fTa_IUQoJYM/s200/IMG_0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks people for the wonderful presents! hopefully i didnt miss out anyone LOL&lt;br /&gt;finally blogged it, have already uploaded e images but im lazy to update LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-4648294891019143655?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/4648294891019143655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=4648294891019143655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4648294891019143655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4648294891019143655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/06/presents-received.html' title='presents received!'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RoI33iBBDYI/AAAAAAAAATA/z_lVTlJA6GY/s72-c/IMG_0565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-8500502166431887011</id><published>2007-04-21T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T01:40:54.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>candy lookalike!</title><content type='html'>haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is another 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this pics ages back but forgotten all about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was browsing through my files and saw this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hidden somewhere inside my lappie LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rij56qReFUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UeHf6L0YexU/s320/juzi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rij566ReFVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/bYV65KpXtEo/s320/juzi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rij566ReFWI/AAAAAAAAAPo/20FNy9OC0rg/s320/juzi5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rij566ReFXI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ge0fa4MlJZI/s320/juzi6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u people think she looks like candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave ur comments~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-8500502166431887011?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/8500502166431887011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=8500502166431887011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8500502166431887011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8500502166431887011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/04/candy-lookalike.html' title='candy lookalike!'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rij56qReFUI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UeHf6L0YexU/s72-c/juzi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-7961849735866625755</id><published>2007-04-19T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:32:16.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wolf's Side of the Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Defendant Testifies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SOMERSET PA (AP) -- A. Wolf took the stand today in his own defense. This shocked and stunned the media who predicted that he would not testify in the brutal double murder trial. A. Wolf is accused of killing (and eating) The First Little Pig, and The Second Little Pig. This criminal trial is expected to be followed by a civil trial to be brought by the surviving Third Little Pig. The case has been characterized as a media circus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His testimony is transcribed below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody knows the story of the Three Little Pigs. Or at least they think they do. But I'll let you in on a little secret. Nobody knows the real story, because nobody has ever heard my side of the story. I'm Alexander T. Wolf. You can call me Al. I don't know how this whole Big Bad Wolf thing got started, but it's all wrong. Maybe it's because of our diet. Hey, it's not my fault wolves eat cute little animals like bunnies and sheep and pigs. That's just the way we are. If cheeseburgers were cute, folks would probably think you were Big and Bad too. But like I was saying, the whole big bad wolf thing is all wrong. The real story is about a sneeze and a cup of sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE REAL STORY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back in Once Upon a Time time, I was making a birthday cake for my dear old granny. I had a terrible sneezing cold. I ran out of sugar. So I walked down the street to ask my neighbor for a cup of sugar. Now this neighbor was a pig. And he wasn't too bright either. He had built his whole house out of straw. Can you believe it? I mean who in his right mind would build a house of straw? So of course the minute I knocked on the door, it fell right in. I didn't want to just walk into someone else's house. So I called, "Little Pig, Little Pig, are you in?" No answer. I was just about to go home without the cup of sugar for my dear old granny's birthday cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when my nose started to itch. I felt a sneeze coming on. Well I huffed. And I snuffed. And I sneezed a great sneeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? The whole darn straw house fell down. And right in the middle of the pile of straw was the First Little Pig - dead as a doornail. He had been home the whole time. It seemed like a shame to leave a perfectly good ham dinner lying there in the straw. So I ate it up. Think of it as a cheeseburger just lying there. I was feeling a little better. But I still didn't have my cup of sugar . So I went to the next neighbor's house. This neighbor was the First Little Pig's brother. He was a little smarter, but not much. He has built his house of sticks. I rang the bell on the stick house. Nobody answered. I called, "Mr. Pig, Mr. Pig, are you in?" He yelled back."Go away wolf. You can't come in. I'm shaving the hairs on my shinny chin chin."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just grabbed the doorknob when I felt another sneeze coming on. I huffed. And I snuffed. And I tried to cover my mouth, but I sneezed a great sneeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are not going to believe this, but the guy's house fell down just like his brother's. When the dust cleared, there was the Second Little Pig - dead as a doornail. Wolf's honor. Now you know food will spoil if you just leave it out in the open. So I did the only thing there was to do. I had dinner again. Think of it as a second helping. I was getting awfully full. But my cold was feeling a little better. And I still didn't have that cup of sugarr for my dear old granny's birthday cake. So I went to the next house. This guy was the First and Second Little Pig's brother. He must have been the brains of the family. He had built his house of bricks. I knocked on the brick house. No answer. I called, "Mr Pig, Mr. Pig, are you in?" And do you know what that rude little porker answered? "Get out of here, Wolf. Don't bother me again." Talk about impolite! He probably had a whole sackful of sugar. And he wouldn't give me even one little cup for my dear sweet old granny's birthday cake. What a pig!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just about to go home and maybe make a nice birthday card instead of a cake, when I felt my cold coming on. I huffed And I snuffed. And I sneezed once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Third Little Pig yelled, " And your old granny can sit on a pin!" Now I'm usually a pretty calm fellow. But when somebody talks about my granny like that, I go a Little crazy. When the cops drove up, of course I was trying to break down this Pig's door. And the whole time I was huffing and puffing and sneezing and making a real scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest as they say is history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news reporters found out about the two pigs I had for dinner. They figured a sick guy going to borrow a cup of sugar didn't sound very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;So they jazzed up the story with all of that "Huff and puff and blow your house down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they made me the Big Bad Wolf. That's it The real story. I was framed. "&lt;br /&gt;But maybe you could loan me a cup of sugar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shol.com/agita/wolfside.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.shol.com/agita/wolfside.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-7961849735866625755?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/7961849735866625755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=7961849735866625755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7961849735866625755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7961849735866625755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/04/wolfs-side-of-story.html' title='The Wolf&apos;s Side of the Story'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-8512213104890303645</id><published>2007-04-19T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:25:04.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Shu Juan"</title><content type='html'>are you thinking what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i find her resembles "her" a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "u" still say she looks like qh LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning u look like qh also nor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rid7FqReFTI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wNBQKP-76o4/s1600-h/shujuan+clone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055144443923797298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rid7FqReFTI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wNBQKP-76o4/s320/shujuan+clone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for laugh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-8512213104890303645?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/8512213104890303645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=8512213104890303645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8512213104890303645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8512213104890303645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/04/shu-juan.html' title='&quot;Shu Juan&quot;'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rid7FqReFTI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/wNBQKP-76o4/s72-c/shujuan+clone.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-7721379295390890466</id><published>2007-02-05T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:19:09.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PS3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcYGCWzP0dI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YJDpo2c2J_U/s1600-h/DSC06500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027712671555768786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcYGCWzP0dI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YJDpo2c2J_U/s320/DSC06500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcYGCmzP0eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ec18nHfd9Sc/s1600-h/DSC06501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027712675850736098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcYGCmzP0eI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ec18nHfd9Sc/s320/DSC06501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend's PS3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his bro get it when it was launched last nov..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he bought it like for about 1.7k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot really remember how much he bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know it's very expensive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can go online, has browser like our pc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can also stores data too.. has a storage of 60gb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played 2 games with it - tiger woods golf &amp;amp; untold legends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like e untold legends cos i didnt lose unlike e golf game LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-7721379295390890466?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/7721379295390890466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=7721379295390890466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7721379295390890466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/7721379295390890466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/02/ps3.html' title='PS3'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcYGCWzP0dI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YJDpo2c2J_U/s72-c/DSC06500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-3008185005833931893</id><published>2007-02-05T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:10:59.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vehicles</title><content type='html'>mini cooper convertible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcYEfWzP0bI/AAAAAAAAAOc/0w-kTMQVh0E/s320/DSC01578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken some time back on bus 154..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, it's sj who asked me to take this photo 1.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget to send her.. think she also forgets about it already.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white london cab~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcYEfmzP0cI/AAAAAAAAAOk/qIqqvxBwGTI/s320/DSC01603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-3008185005833931893?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/3008185005833931893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=3008185005833931893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3008185005833931893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3008185005833931893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/02/vehicles.html' title='vehicles'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcYEfWzP0bI/AAAAAAAAAOc/0w-kTMQVh0E/s72-c/DSC01578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-3753306582032269240</id><published>2007-02-04T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:59:46.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy's Toy</title><content type='html'>went to this sitex fair last dec..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saw this big boy's toy fair so went to take a look as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXTomzP0DI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pksfQ2wmPPk/s200/DSC06511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXTo2zP0EI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZRgGCv6JFi4/s200/DSC06512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXTpGzP0FI/AAAAAAAAAKM/MuhHQamJW4E/s200/DSC06513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXTpWzP0GI/AAAAAAAAAKU/TNYsyyUFDiQ/s200/DSC06515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXTpmzP0HI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xV3MeTMvDHI/s200/DSC06518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXWtGzP0LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BfmaqUjurSI/s200/DSC01604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXWtGzP0MI/AAAAAAAAALE/T0URjssbzfg/s200/DSC01605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXWtWzP0NI/AAAAAAAAALM/cn_b0KOrbf0/s200/DSC01606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXWtWzP0OI/AAAAAAAAALU/sLdcpfL3K0A/s200/DSC01607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXWtWzP0PI/AAAAAAAAALc/5Hc3aJKp70s/s200/DSC01608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXXbWzP0QI/AAAAAAAAALk/u6lhzX-hJ1s/s200/DSC01609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXXbWzP0RI/AAAAAAAAALs/B16nW2de5gI/s200/DSC01611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXXbmzP0SI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wLFMj_QbL-0/s200/DSC01613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXXbmzP0TI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QCuEjwpw20U/s200/DSC01617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXXbmzP0UI/AAAAAAAAAME/iLzwb7sRjaM/s200/DSC01618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXY52zP0VI/AAAAAAAAANU/0kEfWj3CP1A/s200/DSC01626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXY52zP0WI/AAAAAAAAANc/YZM93k7fdGE/s200/DSC01627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXY52zP0XI/AAAAAAAAANk/2knLYQnXAp4/s200/DSC01632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXY6GzP0YI/AAAAAAAAANs/dXszFXqBNiY/s200/DSC06516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXY6WzP0ZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Iq1UFD6TIhk/s200/DSC06517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mini cooper taken outside expo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXVtWzP0II/AAAAAAAAAKk/IhX4OeZGHjE/s200/DSC06521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3753306582032269240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/02/big-boys-toy.html' title='Big Boy&apos;s Toy'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXTomzP0DI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pksfQ2wmPPk/s72-c/DSC06511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-8785356026051044846</id><published>2007-02-04T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:26:43.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>basketball game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this post is very long ago 1 and i've been so lazy to upload.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, it was b4 the start of yr 2 sem2 around aug 06..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after dimuthu's class (if not wrong, it was e UED), we went to je to have our lunch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to eat at this korea place in jec..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXNH2zPz6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cs5QIBFKChg/s200/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the food we ordered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after e makan session, 3 of e ladies suggested to go to the arcade as they wanna play e basketball game..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027650677997817842" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXNp2zPz_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/rehtq5hx7lE/s200/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027650677997817858" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXNp2zP0AI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vkyKTRI3m8E/s200/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXNIWzPz-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/7IfZ2OJ_i28/s200/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;b4 the start of e game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXNIGzPz7I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ckd1X_NAE2U/s200/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;each gets a ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXNIGzPz8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/qROPLTbNRIw/s200/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;getting ready for e game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXPWWzP0BI/AAAAAAAAAJI/-GADUgG7QuE/s200/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in e game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXQHWzP0CI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8fpXZ2MgHnY/s200/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;end of game - leaving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;both me &amp; lizhi were busy watching at them play, not to forget, taking photos as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=P&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/13243687-8785356026051044846?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/8785356026051044846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=8785356026051044846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8785356026051044846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8785356026051044846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/02/basketball-game.html' title='basketball game'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcXNH2zPz6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cs5QIBFKChg/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-4063130756526006003</id><published>2007-02-04T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:30:46.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manhattan Fish Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to this place to eat during the 2 weeks break on dec..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was e 2nd time i went there though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st time was celebrating my friend's birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWzJ2zPz2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Z7z3ylwV1Cg/s200/DSC01700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the flame.. that's for e flaming platter.. (forget what's e name again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWzKGzPz3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/sCjrMal8-R8/s200/DSC01701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this grill fish is mine &amp; candy's. we shared as it was quite a big potion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;half way through, i went to the toilet and do big biz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;has a upset tummy b4 i went out that day.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWzKGzPz4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/TLm0TqdL3-U/s200/DSC01702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's lizhi, wz &amp; sj's share.. all fried!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;both lizhi &amp; sj KO-ed with wz surviving till e end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWzKGzPz5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/56UKUOvsb-Y/s200/DSC01703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sauces for the food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;overall, i find the food not bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not sure about the rest of u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-4063130756526006003?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/4063130756526006003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=4063130756526006003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4063130756526006003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4063130756526006003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/02/manhattan-fish-market.html' title='Manhattan Fish Market'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWzJ2zPz2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Z7z3ylwV1Cg/s72-c/DSC01700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-3587134847166586611</id><published>2007-02-04T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:17:40.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PDA</title><content type='html'>one of the days when i was taking bus to somewhere with sj, we sat behind this particular couple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first they just sit quietly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then both of them don't know do what, the girl starts to ignore the guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, later don't know what happens again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next scene was both of them were "LC-ing"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they do till it's like me &amp; sj were invisible. as though there was no one sitting behind them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot stand it sia.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want do that go somewhere else and do la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWw9mzPz0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/DMhFhtrCivc/s1600-h/DSC01653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027619131463028546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWw9mzPz0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/DMhFhtrCivc/s320/DSC01653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWw9mzPz1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qREM6o538BA/s1600-h/DSC01655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027619131463028562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWw9mzPz1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qREM6o538BA/s320/DSC01655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was not able to take more and clearer shots as i think the girl knows im taking their pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i don't care so much LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-3587134847166586611?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/3587134847166586611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=3587134847166586611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3587134847166586611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/3587134847166586611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/02/pda.html' title='PDA'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWw9mzPz0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/DMhFhtrCivc/s72-c/DSC01653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-4155115851657379570</id><published>2007-02-04T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:04:11.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Forbidden City - IndoChine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's a place i went once on one of my friends' birthday some time back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's located at clark quay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not a bad place to chill out with friends~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWuP2zPzwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cxFublgY-UY/s1600-h/DSC06529.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027616146460757762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWuP2zPzwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cxFublgY-UY/s320/DSC06529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWuQGzPzxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AYhYJpNqm-E/s1600-h/DSC06530.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027616150755725074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWuQGzPzxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AYhYJpNqm-E/s320/DSC06530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/13243687-4155115851657379570?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/4155115851657379570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=4155115851657379570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4155115851657379570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4155115851657379570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/02/forbidden-city-indochine.html' title='The Forbidden City - IndoChine'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWuP2zPzwI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cxFublgY-UY/s72-c/DSC06529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-474338857446567017</id><published>2007-02-04T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:03:40.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caterpillar</title><content type='html'>caterpillar found somewhere in the middle of the floor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend was afraid that it would be stepped on so he used a piece of paper to bring it away and brought it to the patch of grass nearby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite a fat 1 though.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWtC2zPzuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dPlSNQKc9BM/s320/DSC06524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWtDGzPzvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EzpCynGud5A/s320/DSC06526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcYDWGzP0aI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/04OSejMsWp0/s320/DSC01635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the caterpillar was giving some sticky green yellowish liquid when it crawls..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-474338857446567017?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/474338857446567017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=474338857446567017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/474338857446567017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/474338857446567017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/02/caterpillar.html' title='caterpillar'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWtC2zPzuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dPlSNQKc9BM/s72-c/DSC06524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-4308311619939642904</id><published>2007-01-24T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T14:05:30.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CTG outing LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rbd-i4qVUEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fWn670QxOR0/s200/Image009-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the filming of our ctg, the 6 of us went to have our dinner at san zhong liang jian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rbd-i4qVUFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mBnUwmOYbu0/s200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cashier thingy looks like e pawn shop lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rbd-jIqVUGI/AAAAAAAAAEw/3rs6qlq6vbg/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, sj &amp; zhen shared this tofu prawn which looks so differently from e photo.. not that nice also.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forgot to take picture of e rice i ordered lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rbd0yYqVUBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/gpFFa9lCO4I/s200/DSC01916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sj &amp;amp; zhi looking at e photo they took together.. e photo mus be very well taken from e way they look.. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rbd0yoqVUCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1f1vS95l4Ac/s200/DSC01918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at e couple~ they were doing e same action.. both trying to take photos using their hp.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rbd0yoqVUDI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GwYOYV1PH0s/s200/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, e rebonded twins LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e 6 of us seem to be in e world of our own grp of 2s.. as shown in e photos above lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e soup den ordered is not bad.. hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-4308311619939642904?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/4308311619939642904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=4308311619939642904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4308311619939642904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/4308311619939642904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-filming-of-our-ctg-6-of-us-went.html' title='CTG outing LOL'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/Rbd-i4qVUEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fWn670QxOR0/s72-c/Image009-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-1446754884178099395</id><published>2007-01-24T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:39:51.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yummy yummy</title><content type='html'>yeah yeah, went to cafe cartel and took some pics of e food me &amp; my friend ordered~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023261831806144466" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbY2BYqVT9I/AAAAAAAAADI/qeGeKyN9oGQ/s200/DSC06619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken lasagna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023261836101111778" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbY2BoqVT-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Q42nbY_E7IE/s200/DSC06620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dark chocolate cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023261840396079090" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbY2B4qVT_I/AAAAAAAAADY/b5vWdM7J3wk/s200/DSC06622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peach &amp;amp; banana waffle with vanilla icecream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023261844691046402" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbY2CIqVUAI/AAAAAAAAADg/tZbCXS89JhI/s200/DSC06624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate brownie with hot fudge &amp; vanilla icecream~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still one more cakie but i ate it and realised that i've forgotton to take a pic of it! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's a slice of tiramisu cheesecake!~ =D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a share in everything~ hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="center" width="80%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is another place, a jap restaurant called forgot-the-name =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's located at suntec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023260981402619810" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbY1P4qVT6I/AAAAAAAAACw/mS3rG0jF5vQ/s200/DSC06615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raw salmon don or something. forget e name again.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023260985697587122" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbY1QIqVT7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_vl-1pvfEvA/s200/DSC06617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at e wasabi in e form of leaf.. its very nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y only 2 pics u ask? 'cos i forgot to take and realised it after i ate like half of it already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i might as well dont take, hence there're only 2 pics.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-1446754884178099395?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/1446754884178099395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=1446754884178099395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1446754884178099395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/1446754884178099395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/01/yummy-yummy.html' title='yummy yummy'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbY2BYqVT9I/AAAAAAAAADI/qeGeKyN9oGQ/s72-c/DSC06619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-8002924593609241189</id><published>2007-01-24T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:16:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Centipede time!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYybIqVT2I/AAAAAAAAACE/RZewv8QG86I/s200/DSC06693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYybYqVT3I/AAAAAAAAACM/5V2HJIAMkjc/s200/DSC06695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYyboqVT4I/AAAAAAAAACU/EDeldH9l__8/s200/DSC06696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this centipede earlier and took some pics of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candy dear~ e ones in our school are millipede not centipede =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbY0bIqVT5I/AAAAAAAAACo/4-SkIwIcBtU/s200/centipede.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ROAR* &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i have no idea what sound it makes LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-8002924593609241189?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/8002924593609241189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=8002924593609241189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8002924593609241189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8002924593609241189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/01/centipede-time.html' title='Centipede time!~'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYybIqVT2I/AAAAAAAAACE/RZewv8QG86I/s72-c/DSC06693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-8108227775191791705</id><published>2007-01-23T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:01:56.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NP Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYvlIqVTyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GKr7rcR3rY0/s200/DSC01893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the painting! it's damn nice okay! the colors are so vibrant and it matches well!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYvlYqVT0I/AAAAAAAAABg/5x7bHoWZDnc/s200/DSC01875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at candy in e progress of painting her art work~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at e way she kneels on e stool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i certainly cannot do that! i cannot balance myself. im sure i will fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYvlIqVTzI/AAAAAAAAABY/U6y65gxGKKI/s200/DSC01878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at our blur &amp; cute shujuan~  e look is so cute~ the wing behind is painted by her~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYvlYqVT1I/AAAAAAAAABo/1vdB1YItJ5A/s200/DSC01886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the woman head is candy's work &amp; not to mention e anime girl is done by our "jap girl", weizhen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYvlIqVTxI/AAAAAAAAABI/wcauVUDkY1E/s200/DSC01910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, this is 1 priceless photo~ lol.. u guys shld know who he is.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pity is that the photo is blurred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e way he posed, does look like he is holding the cheque~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-8108227775191791705?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/8108227775191791705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=8108227775191791705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8108227775191791705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/8108227775191791705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/01/np-open-house.html' title='NP Open House'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYvlIqVTyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GKr7rcR3rY0/s72-c/DSC01893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-524597089669986538</id><published>2007-01-23T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:49:54.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cricket</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYspoqVTtI/AAAAAAAAAAY/h9rF9ii5o0M/s200/DSC01805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYspoqVTuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/eejeE7xvpA8/s200/DSC01806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYspoqVTvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ayJ53ceSWAA/s200/DSC01807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYsp4qVTwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HMxPSjJyOSU/s200/DSC01808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cricket stayed in my house like for few days and i dont know how it survived during that few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every night it was at my kitchen somewhere, it would make the sound and it's very loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i supposed it is creating awareness that it's still around in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i saw it lie flat with both legs straight and i thought to myself: it seems dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i go nearer and found it is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're like millions of ants crawling over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take a shot of it but then was too gross..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the ants crawling onto me! &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i feel sad for it. i thought it would survive.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-524597089669986538?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/524597089669986538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=524597089669986538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/524597089669986538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/524597089669986538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/01/cricket.html' title='cricket'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYspoqVTtI/AAAAAAAAAAY/h9rF9ii5o0M/s72-c/DSC01805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116913273582640672</id><published>2007-01-18T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T14:02:15.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas gifts~</title><content type='html'>late xmas update.. lol.. been so lazy and busy to uploads the photos.. but anyway, here they are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcLPD2zPzqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-E6eCnvMopE/s200/DSC01826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;back massage thingy by wz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcLPEGzPzsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KJEY2hDfjL4/s200/DSC01830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcLPEWzPztI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8RAczPmRzvo/s200/DSC01831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;diamond ring from my sis wif miss sixty's box..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RbYsJYqVTsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pp87QgPsE1s/s320/DSC01828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;zed &amp; zee zodiac mug &amp;amp; spoon set by nads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcLPEGzPzrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qGlsFaZ2My8/s200/DSC01827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/954230/DSC01824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;piggy keychain and pouch bought from china &amp; mu-ee hp strap by hf~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/162649/DSC01825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disney puzzle from jigsaw gallery from fel~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/23158/DSC01822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;miniature perfume from lizhi &amp;amp; sj~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/376262/DSC01823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dkny miniature from candy! so cute! hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/291664/DSC01821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from hf~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/616030/DSC01820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from doreen~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/564490/DSC01818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from lizhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/314532/DSC01815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from limlee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7773/1156/320/752630/DSC01817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from sj~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it i supposed.. thanks everyone for the lovely gifts~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116913273582640672?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116913273582640672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116913273582640672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116913273582640672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116913273582640672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='xmas gifts~'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcLPD2zPzqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-E6eCnvMopE/s72-c/DSC01826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116462084967432487</id><published>2006-11-27T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:47:29.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>andy &amp; artists</title><content type='html'>刘德华 带着 张惠妹 在 周星池 喝水，突然刮起了 谢霆风 ，从水中出了一条 吴奇龙 ，吴奇龙 手持 郑伊剑 ，骑着 黄家驹 ，抢走了 张惠妹 ；刘德华  手持 周华剑 ，踏着 温兆轮 ，翻过了 赵本山 ，穿过了 关芝林 ，跃过了 潘长江 ，抢回了 张惠妹 ，回到了 郭富城 ，还在城中挂起了一面旗子，叫 任贤旗 ！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116462084967432487?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116420061076656584</id><published>2006-11-22T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T18:08:53.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zen</title><content type='html'>went to this restaurant called Zen, 食道馆 during school holiday around sept.. it's located at east coast.. a friend brought me there knowing i didnt go before.. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fish &amp; chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00621.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;forget what's e name of this dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00622.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;caesar salad or whatever salad.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00624.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is e dessert.. guess what? it's mushroom icecream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waitress introduce us to this dessert saying that it's very nice so we tried out.. guess what? it's really nice.. but e serving is small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interior of zen.. it has this cosy feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00647.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the side of the table where me &amp;amp; my friend were sitting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the celling/top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oops i was not supposed to be in e photo =\ this is e other side of zen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the display on every table..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;zen's chinese name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               -updated-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWwG2zPzyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RCQ7lFw8sJc/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWwHGzPzzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6qUg2lE_6IY/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;outside view of Zen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, e atmosphere is not bad though the restaurant is rather small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really fits the name..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116420061076656584?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116420061076656584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116420061076656584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116420061076656584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116420061076656584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/11/zen.html' title='Zen'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/RcWwG2zPzyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RCQ7lFw8sJc/s72-c/DSC00317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116413010042693723</id><published>2006-11-22T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:28:20.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living things</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/Felder%20chin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me introduce.. this is nic! yeah welcome LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pose is damn cute la.. LOL he loves doing this.. haha it doesnt even look like a chinchilla this way.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another pose of him.. (emo at one corner) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/Shine%204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is shine.. she looks like she's sleeping but then may be looking down since she likes to do that.. always bluff people into believing that she's asleep.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is confirm sleeping as that time it is very windy and very nice to sleep.. though nic was still so active at that time.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't they cute? im so looking forward to seeing them have their next generation! HURHUR!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is mr lizard taken from near lizhi's bus stop.. taken after EGS while waiting for cab alone on sunday.. forget what date liao.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01472.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice hor.. hurhur.. though it's blur haha.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116413010042693723?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116413010042693723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116413010042693723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116413010042693723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116413010042693723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/11/living-things.html' title='living things'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116412912522416143</id><published>2006-11-22T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:12:05.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all about cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01475.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cat is cute la.. so clean and the fur is damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cat looks very buay song for disturbing it LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is e last pic of it and e only front view but it gave me a very very fierce look seems like it is very pissed off by me for disturbing it.. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01482.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fur is so nice la.. like very smooth and good to touch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01507.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look carefully, the tail of this cat is disfigured la.. so poor thing.. i wonder is it due to virus infection or was caught in a fight or abused by other people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. it definitely is not shitting.. please dont be mistaken.. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01510.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cat was caught sleeping underneath a chair in the hawker centre.. look at the mouth.. the tooth is showing out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way how it sleeps.. like nobody's business LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116412912522416143?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116412912522416143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116412912522416143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412912522416143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412912522416143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-about-cats.html' title='all about cats'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116412711662924084</id><published>2006-11-22T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:38:36.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cat with pooh</title><content type='html'>today i was searching for tarepanda images on the googles and saw this image which was so cute la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/P1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's a cat with pooh!!! OMG LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't it adorable? HUH HUH HUH!!!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116412711662924084?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116412711662924084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116412711662924084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412711662924084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412711662924084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/11/cat-with-pooh.html' title='cat with pooh'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116412253232042235</id><published>2006-11-21T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:31:09.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>yo yo!! finally im back! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u guys cannot complain anymore hor! hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. been really busy recently though also lazy to blog haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally today we r finished with our part 1 of EGS!!! YEAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, to make u all stay back with me till so late! =&lt;br /&gt;actually got a lot to blog 1.. but too much till dont know where to begin from HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog about the things happening today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning me and candy went to canteen 3 to get some food. while on e way there, we saw the creepy crawling thingy which candy said was centipede..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i took some photos of them! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC015.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01513.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hp too lousy liao.. images all blur! sadded =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad la, i couldnt take the flowers there.. as it's impossible to take beautiful shots using my hp! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116412253232042235?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116412253232042235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116412253232042235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412253232042235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412253232042235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/11/back.html' title='back!'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116393807495244650</id><published>2006-11-19T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:46:50.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dating Persona Is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 190px; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="197" alt="Free Online Dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/_img/layout/tests/okctest_badges/RGLDf.gif" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/personality?type=RGLD&amp;g=0&amp;amp;o=1"&gt;Read My Result&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;Take the Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="255" height="600"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RGLDf.gif" border="1" name="thebigpicture28" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Window Shopper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;andom&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;entle&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ove&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;reamer (&lt;span shmolor="red"&gt;RGLDf&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Loving, hopeful, open. Likely to carry on an romance from afar. You are &lt;b&gt;The Window Shopper&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take love as opportunities come, which can lead to a high-anxiety, but high-flying romantic life. You're a genuinely sweet person, not saccharine at all, so it's likely that the relationships you &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; had and will have will be happy ones. You've had a fair amount of love experience for your age, and there'll be much more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- begin exact opposite table --&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="5" align="right" border="0" bgshmolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgshmolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;span class="tiny"&gt;Your exact opposite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Stiletto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hspace="3" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DBSMf_thumb.gif" vspace="7" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliberate&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Brutal&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sex&lt;span shmolor="white"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;!-- end exact opposite table --&gt;Part of why we know this is that, of all female types, you are the most prone to sudden, ferocious crushes. Your results indicate that you're especially capable of obsessing over a guy you just met. Obviously, passion like this makes for an intense existence. It can also make for soul-destroying letdowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal match is someone who'll love you back with equal fire, and someone you've grown to love &lt;i&gt;slowly&lt;/i&gt;. A self-involved or pessimistic man is especially bad. Though you're drawn to them, avoid artists at all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/square.gif" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span shmolor="red"&gt;BEWARE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;b&gt;The Hornivore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span shmolor="blue"&gt;CONSIDER&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;b&gt;The Gentleman&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Loverboy&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Boy Next Door&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116393807495244650?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116393807495244650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116393807495244650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116393807495244650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116393807495244650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-dating-persona-is.html' title='My Dating Persona Is..'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116412813415704080</id><published>2006-11-18T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:55:34.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue london cab</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01504.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this a london cab? i saw this cab like so many times and decided to take a shot of it so i could share it with u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.. it reminds me of ken's red london cab.. hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it nice? hee =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116412813415704080?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116412813415704080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116412813415704080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412813415704080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412813415704080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/11/blue-london-cab.html' title='blue london cab'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116412731775450814</id><published>2006-11-18T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:51:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leech</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01502.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HO HO HO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos not merry xmas LOL (*lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah once again another of my creepy artwork LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken somewhere along e pathway HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bo liao ma.. it's blur again.. so sad la =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116412731775450814?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116412731775450814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116412731775450814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412731775450814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412731775450814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/11/leech.html' title='leech'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116412473640202871</id><published>2006-11-17T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:45:08.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DB9 COUPE</title><content type='html'>these photos were taken at vivo.. u all should find the car familiar right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it's the car in casino royale YEAH YEAH!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so nice la! so many people taking photos lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01495.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;side view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC01493.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;front view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt take the back view which i initially wanted to but forget -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116412473640202871?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116412473640202871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116412473640202871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412473640202871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116412473640202871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/11/db9-coupe.html' title='DB9 COUPE'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-116117951253141826</id><published>2006-10-18T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T21:51:52.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See!</title><content type='html'>hey everyone! miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.. i woke up le.. no longer dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually should wake up on Mon but overslept! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i woke up 3 days later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a lot to update on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, school has started which is why i have to wake up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's real tiring since i have been sleeping real "early" in e "morning" and wakes up real "early" in e noon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,i have passed for all my modules..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dream earlier may be true to some extend since i've got a D which is just pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering myself lucky to have pass since i've been real slack &amp; not been putting in much efforts in my work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like the start of school till now, im always very tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been dozing off during lessons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, my stupid laptop has a problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e wireless thingy cannot find my school's wireless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times i restart my laptop or disable &amp; enable the wireless, the np wireless couldnt be found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pissing me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to search for other wireless at home and i found some.. but why i couldnt find school's wireless?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll stop here for e moment.. &amp; update some other days~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sudden mental block!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-116117951253141826?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/116117951253141826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=116117951253141826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116117951253141826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/116117951253141826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See!'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115666849333671858</id><published>2006-08-27T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T16:48:13.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream..</title><content type='html'>i had a dream last night or maybe this morning since o slept at around 5am.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dream was about us the 2M01 people receiving back the results for a particular paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not wrong it's UED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people failed the paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lizhi passed! she got like 70+ for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 49 and failed but somewhere comes this don't know what magic, one of the mistakes i made was changed to the correct one and hence i can go and get one extra point for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means, i will get jus nice 50 and passed the paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i forget le or maybe i have woken and/or move on to another dream.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i worrying too much for this semester thats why i had this dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that i won't fail any module this semester..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115666849333671858?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115666849333671858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115666849333671858&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115666849333671858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115666849333671858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/08/dream.html' title='dream..'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115661545587568798</id><published>2006-08-27T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T02:17:44.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>corpse in pool of blood!</title><content type='html'>sorry sorry sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just so lazy and nua to even update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after being "MIA" for my blog, im back with my latest entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my faithful fans LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. guessed what, just now while waiting for lift under my blk, i saw a "corpse" lying in a little pool of blood.. it was about 0110..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was gross and cruel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what was that corpse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll attached the photos i took to let u guys have a better view of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="dead rat" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="dead rat" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="dead rat" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/DSC00368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will be so cruel to do that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so &lt;strong&gt;inhuman&lt;/strong&gt; lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though they are pest but then don't need do until so cruel one lor! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115661545587568798?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115661545587568798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115661545587568798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115661545587568798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115661545587568798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/08/corpse-in-pool-of-blood.html' title='corpse in pool of blood!'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115540933761253165</id><published>2006-08-13T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T03:02:17.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ishah bdae~</title><content type='html'>did i blog about ishah's bdae? cannot remember~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man surprised ishah by calling her frens to be present at mahattan cafe located at PS, when she didnt expected it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so sweet of him.. awwww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, she was very stunned and surprised to see us there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she smiled so happily.. glad that she enjoyed the celebration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some clips and pics but till now i have only have a few on hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ishah! where're the rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, while waiting, i shall post a pic of us, scan, ishah &amp; me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/400/scan.ishah%2Cjoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will upload more when i receive the rest~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, stay tuned, will ya? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115540933761253165?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115540933761253165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115540933761253165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115540933761253165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115540933761253165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/08/ishah-bdae.html' title='ishah bdae~'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115540841864881690</id><published>2006-08-13T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:47:00.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neoprints 1 2 3 !</title><content type='html'>was reading juan's blog when i remembered about the neoprints~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna blog about it~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken some neoprints last thurs at JE after UED lesson~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there should be a total of 5 or 6 different shots 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had cut down to only 3 and why? dun ask me! (grumbles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here there are~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/400/US.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/400/zhi%2Czhen%2Cjoyz%2Cnads%2Cjuan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/400/juan%2Czhi%2Cj0yz%2Czhen%2Cnads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/400/zhi%2Czhen%2Cjuan%2Cjoyz%2Cnads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all so pretty except me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/me go one corner cries like tamaki~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115540841864881690?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115540841864881690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115540841864881690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115540841864881690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115540841864881690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/08/neoprints-1-2-3.html' title='neoprints 1 2 3 !'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115540728301197132</id><published>2006-08-13T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T03:21:50.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irish Fireworks</title><content type='html'>TAKEN OUT AS IT HAS CAUSED THE BROWSER &amp; ANYONE'S COMPUTER TO REACT SLOWLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fireworks by ORAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i didn't get to see any of the fireworks so this is a gift from Oran~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's neat isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;an "irish" fireworks~ hurhur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;such nice work should be shared with you guys so ENJOY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115540728301197132?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115540728301197132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115540728301197132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115540728301197132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115540728301197132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/08/irish-fireworks.html' title='Irish Fireworks'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115531754907354410</id><published>2006-08-12T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T01:32:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some qns &amp; ans</title><content type='html'>tagged by candy to do this.. didn't do the earlier friends thingy tag (was lazy)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where do you live? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Boon Lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Latest addiction? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my hp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song that you're listening right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What are you doing right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;answering this qns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who was the last person you went out to eat with? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zhi, zhen &amp; juan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you were a toy, what would you be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e color cube, its a cube with many colors. don't know how to describe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where would you want to go on your honeymoon? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hokkaidou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What's your ringtone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zhang zhi chen - ai qing shu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What do you think a toblerone is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a chocolate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What are you wearing right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a bra, a panty, a shirt and a shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you wear contacts? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What was the best advice ever given to you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cannot remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Can you drive? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What are your plans? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;watch all my shows in the holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Favourite Film? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;too many to be named&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you like to dance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no 'cos i don't know how to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are you too shy to ask anyone out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;depends on who the person is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Worst feeling in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Worst sound? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;something that is very unpleasant to my ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Roller coaster, scary or exciting? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;excting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How many times do you let the phone ring before you answer it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;depends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is the glass half full or half empty? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;half, guess im not that optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your best physical feature? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Milk or white chocolate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;milk cos white chocolate too sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Day or Night? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;night, i think im more of a night person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cake or pie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;depends on mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Diamonds or pearls? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;diamonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sunrise or sunset? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sunset ba, cos it wont hurt my eyes as much as sunrise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have you ever broken a bone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;don't think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You hate people who are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hate ar not to the extend ba.. perhaps dislike?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you believe in fighting? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What skill do you wish you had? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;creative &amp; innovative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where are your favourite places? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who sent you last sms? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lifen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Last sms you sent to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;li ming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Last person you talked on the phone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Last Person whom you chatted with last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Kok Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Last photos you took with friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zhi,juan,nads &amp; zhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;any plans of going out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nope, im lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What would you do after answering this bulletin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;watch anime~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115531754907354410?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115531754907354410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115531754907354410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115531754907354410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115531754907354410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-qns-ans.html' title='some qns &amp; ans'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115453292819966301</id><published>2006-08-02T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:35:28.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks!</title><content type='html'>candy, thanks for being the only one showing your concern and worries when i did not turn up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115453292819966301?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115453292819966301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115453292819966301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115453292819966301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115453292819966301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/08/thanks.html' title='thanks!'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115384034452547733</id><published>2006-07-25T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:12:24.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting of primary school friend</title><content type='html'>candy and i went to kfc again today lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the chicken chop and she accompanied me to have my dinner there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered the same except i changed the colesaw to fries as i don't eat that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my primary school classmate (if it's really him), Calvin Tan Jian Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i sure that it's him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos i saw his initial on the tag which was J.W.TAN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has a pair of eyes which i remember till now.. it's so distinctive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, he didn't saw me or maybe he did but just couldn't regconise me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also afraid to approach him since he's not alone.. (i paiseh la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has changed, from a very skinny weak boy to a much bigger built taller man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not seen him after i graduated from my primary school until just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how people change through time.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115384034452547733?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115384034452547733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115384034452547733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115384034452547733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115384034452547733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/meeting-of-primary-school-friend.html' title='meeting of primary school friend'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115383983554780811</id><published>2006-07-25T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:03:55.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the power of love!</title><content type='html'>wooOoo.. i'm so tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like after completing an assignment, there will be more coming in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's never ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly wait till holiday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems so far away~ =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i was supposed to blog yesterday but i was too tired and lazy to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jp to shop for qh and mariani's presents with candy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up spending more than 2hrs there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after several tries to find her type of shorts and denim, we gave up and went to kfc to have our dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tried out the chicken chop and the portion was rather miserable.. =/ it would be best if there was more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finished my chicken chop, den appeared "asking" me to keep quiet as he wanted to surprise (scare) candy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to my slow or rather retarded reaction, she "discovered" him.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted and left kfc after i finished candy's cheese fries.. =D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the interchange, i asked den if candy has putted on weight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what's his reply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then candy was like smiling very happily nor LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what i said next but candy asked him between me and her, who's fatter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den said i was! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, that was fun~ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, candy bought a shirt for him and he loves it (from the way he reacts) haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she also mentioned that she gonna buy something for the both of them wor~ i don't want to state that item in case he reads it and there won't be anymore surprise.. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't she sweet? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115383983554780811?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115383983554780811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115383983554780811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115383983554780811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115383983554780811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/power-of-love.html' title='the power of love!'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115367669719187267</id><published>2006-07-24T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T01:58:12.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>candy &amp; joyce</title><content type='html'>just now while watching the 齐天大圣, there was this group of contestants where there are 3 of them in total..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were known as suli, joyce and candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like OMG la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos both "joyce and candy" are very fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candy, they were both dancing in that show wor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though they may be fat, but their dancing are not that bad la.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was too much of a coincidence liao haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were joyce and candy, so who is the other person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;is it lizhi? (the suli was skinny though)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(edited)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's lizhi &amp;amp; shujuan~ (candy thought of it LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115367669719187267?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115367669719187267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115367669719187267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115367669719187267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115367669719187267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/candy-joyce.html' title='candy &amp; joyce'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115359669442591045</id><published>2006-07-23T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:09:12.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking too much</title><content type='html'>i supposed i cannot be left alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i will think and think.. in the end still thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i have lots of friends and i supposed most of you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they are merely friends.. who are just hi-bye friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know since when, my phone has been awfully quiet where seldom people will sms or call me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i cannot remember when it all started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a matter of fact, i'm actually quite envious of some people who always seem to have many peoeple sms-ing and calling them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just not popular? not attractive or friendly or even nice to let other people remember me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't have the luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人缘不好啦!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am actually feeling lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have friends, yes i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i don't really take the initiative to look for them now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? i supposed i'm afraid of disturbing them since they may be occupied with work or busy with other things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have their own activities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, there are many things i'm keeping to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so reticent about my &lt;br /&gt;social life that even my close friends didnt know about hw &amp; i have broke up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really tell it to anyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.. life without the another half seems really liveless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel rather lonely too.. and i will feel kind of envy when i saw other couples being so happy together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it all does not matter.. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos i'm just thinking too much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115359669442591045?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115359669442591045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115359669442591045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115359669442591045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115359669442591045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/thinking-too-much.html' title='thinking too much'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115367142412718595</id><published>2006-07-22T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:17:04.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upset about the changes..</title><content type='html'>it’s been quite a busy week for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushing for my school assignments has cut down the time i can sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it’s certainly not easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine me trying to get the work done and at the same time i was dozing off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’m lack of sleep, water and nutrients..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i have completed one assignment which i took such long time to combine my groupmates work and mine together.. it was really time-consuming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up doing the combining alone and missed the chance of doing my PP.. and i stayed up to do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some people actually find it to be something i should do.. without thanking or perhaps say 辛苦你了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cannot blame ar.. since they are all busy with other things also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have realised that people change through time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people whom u have trusted in the beginning will change as the time goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it’s rather disappointed to know it.. but what can we do? we certainly cannot turn back time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, we tend to speak and say something about a particular person without thinking of his/her feelings, and unintentionally hurting the person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some people, they just meant it as a joke as certain people can take it while others cannot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, sometimes, knowing that certain people cannot take some jokes, we should naturally try our best to not joke about a particular matter so as not to hurt anyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, some people after being told, they can replied that they don’t care.. they just said anything that come to their mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i know certain people are rather straight forward, but not all people can accept the facts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’m actually quite disappointed with the fact that you have changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way you joke tends to sound sarcastic to me though i’ve never tell you so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you never realised or you simply don’t care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn’t matter to me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115367142412718595?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115367142412718595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115367142412718595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115367142412718595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115367142412718595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/upset-about-changes.html' title='upset about the changes..'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115280806999106561</id><published>2006-07-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T00:27:49.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things to do</title><content type='html'>i'm skipping lizhi's true friends tag since i'm just so lazy to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list of things i need to complete:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 3DM: design front and side view of character.. (must be human-like)&lt;br /&gt;-BA: drawing of tail &amp; box&lt;br /&gt;-UED: template&lt;br /&gt;-GA: graphics design&lt;br /&gt;IST: miki &amp;amp; chief &amp; world description&lt;br /&gt;-IS: read up on tomorrow's lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's more coming up but these are the MUST complete FIRST tasks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna cry &amp;amp; then go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya in woodbridge.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115280806999106561?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115280806999106561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115280806999106561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115280806999106561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115280806999106561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-to-do.html' title='things to do'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115280719864609250</id><published>2006-07-14T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T00:13:18.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>小可爱</title><content type='html'>was dozing off when i suddenly remember i have got a pending  friend request awaiting for my accept. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i logged onto friendster and accepted his request..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i'm in friendster, i might as well go check out some of my friends whom i've not hear for sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i looked up on 小可爱, someone whom i knew back in ite through wl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has put on weight! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, cannot blame, since he has a steady gf and the life is sweet.. keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while reading the testimonials he and his gf wrote to each other, it has kind influence me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can almost feel that i'm there to witness everything.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really sweet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time has passed so soon without waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not wrong, when i knew about him &amp; his gf being together, it was only for a few months? but now, it's been 1 year plus together already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like they will be spending the rest of their life together.. and it's really a happy thing to know that they are so happy together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a friend, i wanna wish them all the best and hope their love will be stronger each time.. may their love be strong &amp;amp; lasting.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the ite days when i knew him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first impression of him was that he looks so cute la.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being chubby is his trait and i cannot help but to call him 小可爱 since then.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's nice knowing him.. really.. and i'm glad he has found someone who he can spend and share his life with.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115280719864609250?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115280719864609250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115280719864609250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115280719864609250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115280719864609250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_14.html' title='小可爱'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115263554975185219</id><published>2006-07-11T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T03:14:36.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photoblog</title><content type='html'>edited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to remove the contents since i think it has scared the viewers and caused horror to them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115263554975185219?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115263554975185219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115263554975185219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115263554975185219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115263554975185219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/photoblog.html' title='photoblog'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115244146210975609</id><published>2006-07-09T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:54:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Man Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The First Man Pregnancy (TRUE STORY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/image001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/1600/image002.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/image002.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/1600/image003.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/image003.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/1600/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/image004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/1600/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/image005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/1600/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7773/1156/320/image006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an artist who has had solo exhibitions at The Whitney Museum of American Art and The Cleveland Museum of Art, Lee Mingwei explores the evanescent and diurnal cycles of living. His work is based on such basic human activities as cooking, letterwriting, and now child-bearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, writer Janice Versalius of PaperVeins magazine had a long and intimate conversation with Mr. Lee in his Manhattan apartment. An excerpt of the interview appears below. Additional interviews with Mr. Lee will also be included in the upcoming film documentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lee, as we just discussed, male pregnancy may prove to be an extremely dangerous medical procedure at this point - particularly when your doctors perform your Cesarian operation. Why have you chosen to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people have cast this endeavor as something terribly monstrous - a startling example of how science and medicine have simply gone too far. From my perspective, however, I am simply bringing a child into this world. There is nothing more natural and beautiful on this earth than that. This is something that I've always wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But surely you understand why some people find the idea of a pregnant man disturbing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I understand how it may be a shocking concept at first. Biologically, women have always given birth to children, and men have not. Despite the dramatic results of the sexual revolution in the latter half of this century, there are still very distinct and concrete social roles determined by this... until now... undeniable biological fact. Now, it seems, we have several important questions to consider. Why shouldn't men carry children and care for a fetus the same way a women does? Why shouldn't a man bear a burden that women have always carried? On the other hand, why shouldn't a man be able to experience the same joy and excitement that a pregnant woman feels nurturing a child within her own body? Now I think men, as well as women, have more choices, more possibilities, more roles they can assume in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that my father for one would have donated all his internal organs before even entertaining the idea of getting pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's interesting that many men feel very threatened by this idea. Men getting pregnant used to be a big joke - a point of ridicule. Someone was telling me about this popular American film where Arnold Schwarzenegger's character became pregnant. The humor was based on the sheer absurdity of such a distinct feminine condition being imposed on someone who represented the ultimate paradigm of Western masculinity. It seems like something rooted in a preoccupation with very traditional gender role assumptions. There was also an episode of The Cosby Show, apparently, where the male characters dreamed they were all pregnant. Now that pregnant men are a reality, no one is laughing anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about how a lot of sitcoms, particularly in the 70's and 80's, were always filled with men dressing up women to get laughs. But when men in real life actually wanted to dress up as women, they were usually harassed or beaten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a good analogy. Drag was once considered something provocative, bizarre, and unnatural. Now we even have the mayor of New York dressing up as a woman on live television. Did you hear about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember seeing it last year on Saturday Night Live. I thought I was hallucinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, he still did it for laughs. I think many drag queens who were drawn to the subversion of drag - the shock value of it - are somewhat disappointed at how mainstream it has become. And at the same time, I see many transvestites who are still marginalized by both gay and straight people. If you're a man who actually wants to become a woman, without the intent of performing or putting on a show, then you're still considered weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you respond to people who would consider you a pregnant transvestite and not a pregnant man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not really accurate. I'm still male afterall - biologically and anatomically. It's interesting that some people believe the definition of being a man is so precarious! And unlike the men who feel this strong desire to physically become women, I've never wished for that ... and I haven't done that. I have, however, always wanted to have a much stronger empathy with women. I love my mother and sister very much, and I'm very happy to share in something they have both experienced. Being pregnant is a wonderful feeling. It's something that all human beings - both men and women - should experience before they die. This process has been a spiritual rebirth for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading about one of your art projects - A Hundred Days With Lily. You have also described it as spiritually renewing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I carried a handful of white lilies for three months with me wherever I went. It was in honor of my grandmother who had passed away, to pay respect to her in some small way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read that this was something rooted in Ch'an Buddhism. Is that correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea is rooted in Ch'an Buddhism. I had spent many years growing up in a Buddhist monastery in Taiwan. We learned to appreciate the simple, transient, and everyday moments in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must say, a pregnant man isn't something you see everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I see this pregnancy as being very much in keeping with Buddhist philosophical thought. There is a strong connection I feel between myself, the child within my body, and the world around us both. And I think there is a greater awareness and empathy I now share with my mother and sister as a result of my pregnancy. Most of all, there is a level of insight and understanding about being alive - of sharing your life - in ways that I've never realized before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked with other pregnant people who have also described this sensation. I felt it strongly myself when I had my own daughter a few years ago... One last question, Mr. Lee. Do you have a name for your baby yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll only know the name when the child is born. I guess we'll have to wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sumber: &lt;a href="http://www.malepregnancy.com/"&gt;Male Pregnancy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i cannot believe the science is so advanced that even male can give birth to child..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that's the case, next time i can pass the task of giving birth to my guy so i can take a break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since guys do not need to worry about the every month "losing of blood", they shall experience this for us female..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not perhaps after i gave birth to one, he can help me by giving birth to another 1? LOL&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/13243687-115244146210975609?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115244146210975609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115244146210975609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115244146210975609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115244146210975609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-man-pregnancy.html' title='The First Man Pregnancy'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115238642010346104</id><published>2006-07-09T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T03:20:20.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tickle quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;tickle's quizzes&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=singleogt"&gt;Why Are You Still Single?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h3&gt;J0yc3, you're single because you&lt;span class="bigheader"&gt; don't want to slow down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;                 &lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="testresultpic"&gt;           &lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/single/images/slow_down_s.gif" alt="" border="0" height="115" width="120" /&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;Whether you're working all hours, busy with school, or planning a cross-country move, it sounds like you just don't have time for anyone else in your life...right now, that is. Your timing may be off in other aspects, too. Chances are, you've met that perfect person who just so happens to be married or planning their own cross-country move. So take a step back for a moment. Is there something underlying this? Could it be you're &lt;i&gt;afraid&lt;/i&gt; to get involved for some reason or another, and are therefore attracted to people who are simply unavailable?&lt;!-- br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're secretly sabotaging yourself or not, try a little exercise. Open your mind to those who are around you (and available!) right now. Then let up on your schedule to let that someone in. That is, unless you want to get married to your goals, and not Mr. or Mrs. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=friendkindogt"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J0yc3,  you're a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="bigheader"&gt;Sympathetic Sidekick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="testresultpic"&gt;           &lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/friendkind/images/sidekick_s.gif" alt="" border="0" height="115" width="120" /&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt;No one ever accused &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; of not having a soft side. And that's why friends flock to your sympathetic ear and well-thought-out advice. You are tuned in to the world around you, and you are always looking for ways to bring people together and enjoy each other's company.&lt;!-- br --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some people might have one or two close friends, you like to spread your wings and socialize with any number of people. You are open-hearted and free-spirited, making it easy for you to find common ground with anyone you meet. Keep up the good work — everyone could use a friend like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=findloveogt"&gt;Where Do You Find Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J0yc3, you find love in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="bigheader"&gt;Secret Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h3&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;                 &lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="testresultpic"&gt;           &lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/findlove/images/secret_crush_s.gif" alt="" border="0" height="115" width="120" /&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;You love the crush. It's that simple. Butterflies in the stomach, blushing when they walk in the room, coming up with plausible excuses to talk to them — it's the whole fantasy that appeals to you. Maybe you like having a secret and admiring someone from afar, or perhaps you're just shy when it comes to matters of the heart. But underneath all the cloak and dagger stuff, we wouldn't be surprised if there's a passion for all things mushy and gushy. Maybe that's part of your secret too.&lt;!-- br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In or out of a relationship, you like the idea of the ideal. That's what can make it so hard to take the first step to make a crush something more — you don't want to burst that bubble. But how do you know what will happen if you don't try? Maybe some secrets aren't supposed to stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=fittocommitnewogt"&gt;Are You Fit to Commit?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;J0yc3, you're &lt;span class="bigheader"&gt;not fit to commit because you've got baggage&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;               &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="testresultpic"&gt;           &lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/fittocommitnew/images/baggage_s.gif" alt="" border="0" height="115" width="120" /&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;Ever gotten burned by a bad relationship? Well, who hasn't? You gave them your heart, and they gave you a pen — hey, it happens. But a broken heart isn't the real problem here — you just haven't let it go yet.&lt;!-- br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a lover, not a fighter, after all. But your sentimental and stubborn ways can make you hold on to things, even when they're not good for you. Isn't it time you learned from the past and used that to make your relationship work? A passionate soul like you deserves the best, so get out there and find it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's more to come.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stay tuned~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115238642010346104?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115238642010346104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115238642010346104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115238642010346104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115238642010346104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/tickle-quizzes.html' title='tickle quizzes'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115238392703183935</id><published>2006-07-09T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:41:28.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>qns to ans..</title><content type='html'>tagged by candy so here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you name 21 people you can think of right off the top of your head?&lt;br /&gt;1) candy&lt;br /&gt;2) wl&lt;br /&gt;3) hw&lt;br /&gt;4) lizhi&lt;br /&gt;5) sj&lt;br /&gt;6) wz&lt;br /&gt;7) ken&lt;br /&gt;8)jen&lt;br /&gt;9) hf&lt;br /&gt;10) scan&lt;br /&gt;11) wk&lt;br /&gt;12) ernest&lt;br /&gt;13) lifen&lt;br /&gt;14) ishah&lt;br /&gt;15) zj&lt;br /&gt;16) ll&lt;br /&gt;17) hf&lt;br /&gt;18) junyi&lt;br /&gt;19)uncle&lt;br /&gt;20) cc&lt;br /&gt;21) ronald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 14?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. she was my sec 1 classmate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 6?&lt;br /&gt;hmm 1 less ppl that i can cope cute things from &amp; discuss abt anime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20 and 9 date?&lt;br /&gt;ehto.. maybe i have thought of it when i'm sec 2? but then it's not possible~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever like 5?&lt;br /&gt;yeah sure.. she is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 3 and 12 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;my ex &amp;amp; my di? OMG lor! that was so impossible even if they are gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe 8&lt;br /&gt;performs herself well outside.. talks well.. cares about family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think 13 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. she has grown to be much prettier~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell me something about 17&lt;br /&gt;someone whom i'm close with in ITE days.. a very cheerful girl.. is many guys' type of girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know any of 4's family members?&lt;br /&gt;not really know.. just went to her house several time before and chatted with them before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's 21's favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;good question.. not so close to the extent that i know what's his fav. color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What would you do if 18 confessed to liking you?&lt;br /&gt;eh.. it's impossible ba.. though we knew each other for years but we have not met each other in real life before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What language does 20 speak?&lt;br /&gt;mandarin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. e last time i saw her that's none.. not sure if there's one now.. gotta update with her soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What grade is 16 in?&lt;br /&gt;erm.. poly year 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When's the last time you talked to 3?&lt;br /&gt;i think it was on the 20th?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What perfume does number 2 uses?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.. the last time he wasnt using any.. perhaps he has changed and is using 1 now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever date 7?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. when one day i fall in love with him? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you ever date 1?&lt;br /&gt;eh.. hmm.. when i become a bi and also happens to like her? for now it's impossible! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 15 single?&lt;br /&gt;haha.. should be ba.. not sure wor.. must ask him keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What's 19's last name?&lt;br /&gt;ong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 11?&lt;br /&gt;thought of it before? but it's not possible.. we shall remain good friends always since i don't wanna lose a friend like him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What school does 3 goes to?&lt;br /&gt;why keeps asking about 3? he is currently serving ns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Where does 10 lives?&lt;br /&gt;my area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What's your favourite thing about 10?&lt;br /&gt;she has taught me a lot of things i've never experienced before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever seen number 1 naked?&lt;br /&gt;nope.. eh candy! show me one day? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the questions asked are not very appropriate leh.. like kind of stupid for some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should ask something everyone can answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since i'm tagged by candy, i shall pass on this to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aishah&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115238392703183935?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115238392703183935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115238392703183935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115238392703183935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115238392703183935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/qns-to-ans.html' title='qns to ans..'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115229791115127236</id><published>2006-07-08T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T02:46:59.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Good</title><content type='html'>once again i have pushed my work to the very last minute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not one or twice, it's like don't know how many times already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like today, i was supposed to complete my BA or at least finish 3/4 progress, but i gave up when it's not even half way through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg la, how bad can i get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so restless &amp; slack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, i just cannot make myself do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i have not been giving my best in doing all the assignments since e start of this sem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's no good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, said is always easier then action..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like lacking confidence in my work la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw lizhi's &amp;amp; e rest of the people's BA, i was like -.-" why can't i do as good as them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this was because i did not put in my heart to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cannot concentrate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind kept wanders away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE NOT COMPLETE ANY ASSIGNMENTS ON HAND AT THE MOMENT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELP ME PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115229791115127236?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115229791115127236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115229791115127236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115229791115127236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115229791115127236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-good.html' title='No Good'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115229742449718676</id><published>2006-07-08T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T02:38:33.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics taken during bdae celebration</title><content type='html'>i have wanted to upload the photos we took during the changi trip for bdae celebration but have been either lazy or no time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/07/img_0029.jpg" alt="e ladies" height="350" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;the females who went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/07/img_0028.jpg" alt="the people" height="350" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;me trying to kiss wz while she points at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/07/img_0021.jpg" alt="changi outing" height="350" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;inside swensens with part of the birthday cake shown.. 3 bdae girls starting from left of row 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;honestly, jh &amp;amp; lizhi look like a couple sitting side by side both in black somemore.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update more of the photos since i have only resized these 3 pictures.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115229742449718676?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115229742449718676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115229742449718676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115229742449718676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115229742449718676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/pics-taken-during-bdae-celebration.html' title='pics taken during bdae celebration'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115202751601688247</id><published>2006-07-04T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:38:36.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>重来</title><content type='html'>李圣杰 - 重来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＊有多少爱能重来　多少人愿意等待　失去之后才明白&lt;br /&gt;　走进回忆的安排　一幕一幕的对白　上演我们的未来&lt;br /&gt;　期待原来是一种伤害　深爱的人一离开　是我不敢忽略你给我的爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在我只想回到最初的时候　不愿让你在泪流&lt;br /&gt;寂寞之后　只有你会陪着我&lt;br /&gt;现在我只想回到最初的时候　我知道你还爱着我&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的你　请你握紧我的手&lt;br /&gt;请你看看我　请看需要你的我　一切重头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat ＊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在我只想回到最初的时候　不愿让你在泪流&lt;br /&gt;寂寞之后　只有你会陪着我&lt;br /&gt;现在我只想回到最初的时候　我知道你还爱着我&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的你　请你握紧我的手&lt;br /&gt;请你看看我　真的需要你的我　只要你回头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在我只想回到最初的时候　不愿让你在泪流&lt;br /&gt;寂寞之后　只有你会陪着我&lt;br /&gt;现在我只想回到最初的时候　我知道你还爱着我&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的你　请你握紧我的手&lt;br /&gt;请你看看我　真的需要你的我　只要你回头 oh~~~　oh~~ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我也想重来.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;可以吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115202751601688247?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115202751601688247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115202751601688247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115202751601688247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115202751601688247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='重来'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115185915332500136</id><published>2006-07-03T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:52:33.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no motivation</title><content type='html'>how sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been very slack since the start of year 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather, since very long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have motivation to drive me forward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep pushing my works to the very last moment.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which always resulted in staying up late &amp; lack of sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how? i just cannot make myself buck up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115185915332500136?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115185915332500136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115185915332500136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115185915332500136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115185915332500136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-motivation.html' title='no motivation'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115177058964342921</id><published>2006-06-26T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:16:29.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新娘18岁</title><content type='html'>看了《新娘18岁》之后,我有好多感想..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好害怕像"可莹"的下场一样,无法再被接受..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是这个时候就别想了..根本没用嘛..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我很早的时候就已知道《新娘18岁》这部片子..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这部片子是在2004年出的..那时我还在ITE就读..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是都没时间看..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次是因为我和"女儿"借了这部戏,而且明天就要还了.. 所以我才拼命地把它看完,因为不想再错过它..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一口气就把它看完了喔! 这部戏真的很不错喔..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/06/little-bride.jpg" alt="Little Bride" height="500" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;片名：新娘18岁（Rang-rang 18-seh）&lt;br /&gt;Little Bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;主演演员：&lt;br /&gt;韩智慧–饰 贞　淑 李东健–饰 权赫俊&lt;br /&gt;刘惠晶–饰 权善雅　　李多惠–饰 闵可莹&lt;br /&gt;李顺才–饰 权进士　　李 峻–饰 池南哲&lt;br /&gt;金惠淑–饰 郑书幕　　朴亨才–饰 徐宗璨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;片长：22集&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18岁所看的人生，不知天高地厚，人生像似看不到底的隧道。就算是28岁其实也不会(没)有太大的差别。&lt;br /&gt;18岁的高中小太妹与28岁的检察官，在身份地位与年龄10年的差距代沟、以及强要他们在一起的，老(上)一代“宗家”的权威下，他们真的能排除万难彼此相爱吗？他们在固执的守护传统儒家士大夫精神的爷爷们，指定为亲的命运后，真的能良缘天成吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;传统、遵守旧规的爷爷，碰到创造新价值观的年轻新世代，男女主角尽管在年龄、个性、身分地位的迥然不同，却在命运安排下相遇，相知相爱，发展出一段活泼开朗的爱情喜剧。&lt;br /&gt;女主角是古灵精怪又爱幻想的高三女生，男主角是认真负责、严谨正直的年轻检察官帅哥，这两个相差十岁、在不同世界长大的人，因为上一代指婚的约定，从不打不相识，到心心相印，其中妙趣横生，剧情发展紧凑精采，清凉有劲！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本剧呈现接近漫画和卡通方式，手法新颖，女主角的表现相当突出，男主角深情的正面形象可吸引妇女观众的认同与青睐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我极力推荐这部片子,很值得一看喔..&lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/06/gufetto_2.gif" alt="hee" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115177058964342921?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115177058964342921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115177058964342921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115177058964342921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115177058964342921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/06/18.html' title='新娘18岁'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115177299467027643</id><published>2006-06-23T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:56:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>怎么办?</title><content type='html'>我明天开学了.. 本来是今天就得上学,但是因为今天的课被老师取消了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好无聊啊.. 根本就无心上学嘛..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假期的功课根本没动到嘛..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么办? 我不想上学..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一点都不想念我的那些同学..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;咳.. 我又在想东想西了..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115177299467027643?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115177299467027643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115177299467027643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115177299467027643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115177299467027643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_23.html' title='怎么办?'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13243687.post-115177334345602602</id><published>2006-06-23T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T01:02:23.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>her thoughts</title><content type='html'>it's been such long time since i met up with marcus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called me this evening and said my friend is with him.. naturally i will think it's a guy 'cos he has a gf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me this person's name only has 2 characters but it didn't occur to me that the person is limlee until he passed over the phone to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very surprised the both of them went out together.. it just didn't seem right.. &lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/06/bjcgcom_a128.gif" alt="bjcgcom_a128.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when marcus asked me to come down lot 1 i hesitated.. i told him i'm lazy and was scolded for it.. he said he never see someone as lazy as me.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he said last time i asked him go jp he went but i rejected going down lot 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, when limlee asked me to come down, i agreed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos if there's a chance to improve our friendship, i won't want to miss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the "ite grades" incident, i have drifted apart from them (limlee &amp; huifen)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since then i have felt guilty over it.. i really didn't mean it.. i know it's my fault that i never do my part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the incident, we have already quite drifted from each other.. &lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/06/47.gif" alt="47.gif" /&gt;looking back.. during our year 1 in ite, we together with huifen have been quite close.. though im closer to hf as she's also a geminian and we have more common topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, limlee is also a nice person to share your thoughts with..i have been rather close with her back then.. i didn't want to lose the friendship or be'cos of that incident worsen the friendship..&lt;br /&gt;so, when i met her just now.. i didn't really know how to react.. didn't know what to say.. but luckily marcus was there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, we wanted to watch silent hill but that stupid marcus felt otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, they accompanied me to eat.. marcus's gf joined us a short while after i finished my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling awkward, limlee and i decided to make a move &amp; we got a "action without words" scolding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcus told us that his gf will get jealous and we were afraid that she might get jealous over us or what we did.. so we made our move..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we went to bought the tickets for silent hill and went window shopping awhile as the show is starting only in an hour more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly, we walked to the level one.. when we were near the entrance, we heard sounds made from fireworks so we decided to check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's fireworks  indeed..  outside &lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/06/mac.gif" alt="mac" /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;it's quite pretty but rather loud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we continued our shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in between, i wanted to tell her that i'm really sorry about the incident but i don't dare to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? 'cos i'm scare she may have stop thinking about it and this may caused her to recall and will make her feel upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said we have been not as close as before and she replied ya, we were busy with our school works &amp; stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i told her we have not been out together once, just the both of us. but she answered something like there was.. was there any? i cannot remember leh, i can only remember slightly the east coast bbq.. we met and went there together if not wrong.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. if she still bears strong grudge about the incident, she would not have initiated to watch the show with just the two of us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the incident happened last year around mid may, she might have feel better?&lt;br /&gt;but now, i realised, friends are really important.. i don't want to lose friends whom i am close to in the past.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's hard.. but i would try my best if those are worth it.. since not everyone thinks the same as me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, we went to the bus stop to try our luck to see if there's still buses for us to take home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went first as my bus came first.. i sms-ed her and asked if she had boarded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she replied ya, heng both of us still got bus to go home.. i was wondering, if she doesn't feel like talking to me, she would just reply "ya" and that's it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this means that she doesn't detest me.. hee.. &lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/06/haha-hurhur-hoho.gif" alt="haha-hurhur-hoho.gif" /&gt;actually i wanted to send a sms to let her know how i feel about the incident and that i have been very guilty about it.. but when i pressed "send" the sms sent fail! my sms storage is full, as a result, the sms that is unsent, was not saved.. furthermore, there's about 4 sms-es in total in that sms i wanted to send to limlee.. haiz.. think not fated to let her know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps this is also good.. as it might make her recall the unhappy incident..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall, i'm really glad that i can meet her again and chatted with her one to one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope there's still more chances in the future.. i hope i can also become close with her and hf again.. &lt;img src="http://j0yz.wordpress.com/files/2006/06/r46_dytzy37c3okg.gif" alt="praying" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13243687-115177334345602602?l=j0yz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/feeds/115177334345602602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13243687&amp;postID=115177334345602602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115177334345602602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13243687/posts/default/115177334345602602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j0yz.blogspot.com/2006/06/her-thoughts.html' title='her thoughts'/><author><name>j0yz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07958931798674259950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_R0aXI-ZJLog/R7MnjQVyduI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yw7TXznPKxU/S220/IMG_1778+copy3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
