<?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-10065526</id><updated>2012-01-17T16:02:10.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yang_yang</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112291267287873290</id><published>2005-08-01T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:50:42.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` cHipPeD nAiLs `</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 162px; HEIGHT: 165px" height="233" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/niusan/Bloodyfinger.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Damnit.. This ring finger of mine got hit my the door of a BMW.. The damn door was so heavy.. It swing back and hit my finger.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The end result? Pain, a chipped nail and finger full of blood..&lt;br /&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/10065526-112291267287873290?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112291267287873290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112291267287873290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112291267287873290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112291267287873290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/08/chipped-nails.html' title='` cHipPeD nAiLs `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112291263051161180</id><published>2005-07-31T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T22:30:55.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` EnD oF fAtteNinG wEEk `</title><content type='html'>First was a steamboat buffet at suntec city..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came along 3 birthday cakes and dinner at a seafood restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed on my Sakae Sushi Buffet with my poly friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally dinner at Kenny Roger with Pei Yun and Wendy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat a hectic wk for my stomach and weight..  ^(oo)^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112291263051161180?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112291263051161180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112291263051161180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112291263051161180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112291263051161180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/07/end-of-fattening-week.html' title='` EnD oF fAtteNinG wEEk `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112291257559448194</id><published>2005-07-30T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T22:17:08.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` mEEtiNg wiTH oLd FrieNds`</title><content type='html'>The location was decided.. After spending hours brain-storming for location to dine, Kenny Roger was the choosen restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been to Kenny Roger b4.. Coz there isn't anything special beside the Grilled meat.. I also dun take cheese.. So such places are a big NO NO.. But when Pei Yun suggest Kenny Roger, I did not reject.. hehe.. coz i dunno where else to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling was piss off coz i did not tell her to meet at City Hall and she was at Bugis.. I took a cab coz i was late.. The road to Suntec was block den to the NDP rehearsal.. Bo bian have to take a train.. Sian.. Ended up reaching the restaurant around 8.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Yun and Wendy was seating there waiting for us.. So ma lu.. Wendy was still the same but Pei Yun went to rebond her hair.. They had a present for me.. It was a wallet from The Wallet Shop.. Actually i had took notice of this wallet for quite some time.. Quite happy tat Pei Yun and Wendy got it for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food at Kenny Roger was alright.. I was allowed to choose 2 side dishes to go along with my roasted chicken.. But those side dishes mainly had cheese or salad cream with it.. Yuck~!!! Bless the Lord.. Luckily there is still vegetable and mash potato.. Phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all are bad after all.. Their corn muffin tasted really great.. Yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there and did alot of crapping.. Only Pei Yun and I were doing most of the talking.. Maybe coz we like to crap and lame around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss those days at Jurong Factory.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112291257559448194?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112291257559448194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112291257559448194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112291257559448194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112291257559448194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/07/meeting-with-old-friends.html' title='` mEEtiNg wiTH oLd FrieNds`'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112291249427762209</id><published>2005-07-28T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T23:30:26.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` GraDuaTe Le `</title><content type='html'>Yeah~!!! I got the paper tat i have work so hard 3yrs for.. The Diploma Certificate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early and head down to my Hair Dresser (Joyce) to get my hair done.. I was having a bad hair day.. Joyce perform magic on my head and i got a really nice hair style..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for Mei Ling coz tat girl wanted me to wait for her.. Haha.. She too cut her hair.. Although i dun find it pretty, it was at least neat.. There was lots of ppl at the Atrium.. Everyone very formally dressed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my mates looks the same.. Not much changes.. Maybe coz we do meet up often.. Only Aven came with his botak head and army uniform.. Jas, Wilson and Jia Hui brought their parents along.. Jia Hui's mum look very fashionable in her gold coloured hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling was late.. She look very nice.. Look like some kind of executive.. She brought her mum along too.. We were all waiting for Ronnie.. But tat stupid guy juz didn't koe how to leave Mr Guru office.. We ended up going in without him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was lots of ppl inside the function room and it was very noisy.. I went to register and i was behind of my darling.. haha.. so qiao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting there in the Auditorium was boring.. *Yawn* .. They are seem to be talking abt things tat i dun really care.. the stupid darling was dozing off beside of me.. Den they gave us a form to fill in.. It was abt some employment issues.. I written rubbish in it.. It was soooo bored tat i start molesting my gf legs.. haha.. coz she was wearing stocking tat day.. haha.. di siao her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was time for us to collect the Cert from the Guest of Honour.. I was pretty nervous.. Once u r on stage, the nervous feeling suddenly disappeared.. I was filled with Happiness and joy.. I got back to the seat once again.. We have to sit there for the EI ppl to take their cert..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl left the Auditorium and went to collect the actual cert.. We were there discussing where we are going for dinner.. Took some photo as well.. Once outside, i made payments for the photos and continue talking pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling ask me to take a photo together with her mum.. Very the funny hor.. But nvm.. I juz took.. After tat when to collect the cert.. The gang was at the reception at 2nd floor.. We joined them for some food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a supid comment saying the food was low class.. LOL.. I ended up being low class by eating the food.. LOL.. Kena bang.. We discuss abt dinner and continue taking some photos.. Jia Pei was waiting for us at Funan.. So we quick took some last min pics and left the sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days when we would juz sit around and take cock.. It was so much fun coz we have ppl like ML and my blur darling who keep entertaining us with their action and speech..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112291249427762209?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112291249427762209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112291249427762209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112291249427762209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112291249427762209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/07/graduate-le.html' title='` GraDuaTe Le `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112274271517567893</id><published>2005-07-27T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T00:07:23.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` mY 20tH BiRtHdAy `</title><content type='html'>20 yrs old le.. There goes the teenage lifestyle and here comes the young adulthood.. By nx yr, i will no longer be a minor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite bored.. Darling has to work.. I need to work too.. sian.. have to spend the entire day in the shop.. BORING~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2pm, there was a grp of ppl outside our shop.. They were having filming a scene for a  chinese drama series.. It somehow disrupt our biz and made it very inconvenient for us to bring in all the stocks.. We ended up having a very late lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was eating when Juan suddenly ask me y i was going out for dinner.. She tot it was some kind of family dinner but it wasn't.. I told her tat it was my birthday today and she rush off to buy a small cake from Four Leaf.. I force her to sing a birthday song for me.. Tat stupid idiot sang a Cantonese birthday song.. For ur information, i dun understand cantonese.. My idiotic sis came into the shop and ask who bought tat miserable cake.. I can see tat Juan face suddenly went black..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling said she wanna meet me for awhile before going home.. She ended up wif a small cake from Bread Talk.. Tat cute darling had a candle but no lighter.. Juz nice Juan was at the bus stop too.. So i went across and borrowed her lighter.. It seems tat no one like to sing birthday song to me.. I had to force that naughty pig to sing a birthday song to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner with parents at Long beach Seafood Restaurant.. I was the usual same things.. After tat was going home to cut the birthday cake.. It was the third cake i had taken in a day.. haha.. i hope to have the same deal nx yr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112274271517567893?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112274271517567893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112274271517567893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112274271517567893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112274271517567893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-20th-birthday.html' title='` mY 20tH BiRtHdAy `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112265554440794268</id><published>2005-07-26T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T00:45:44.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` BiRtHdAy DiNnEr Wif DaRLiNg `</title><content type='html'>It is the first time i'm going to celebrate my birthday wif my darling.. But the sad thing is tat it will not be celebrated on the actual day.. Coz i'm going to have dinner wif my parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't decided where to eat.. simply because we dun really have any idea where is a gd place to eat.. Therefore we end up at Suntec City.. Coz there are quite a number of restaurant with nice ambience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to meet darling at 6.30pm.. But i was so busy today tat i end up leaving the shop at 6.45pm.. Stupid traffic was so bad tat i reached Suntec City at 7.20pm.. Darling was waiting very impatient for me near the food court.. When i saw her, she was holding a plastic bag with a shoe box inside.. Tat was my second present from darling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking 2 rounds, we decided on the HotPot Buffet at Chinese Feast.. It was actually steamboat buffet.. The pot is seperated into 2.. One side is the normal chicken soup and the other side is the ma la (spicy) soup.. The food is quite nice but there is limited dishes available.. The restaurants also provide alot of delicious desserts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, i hope to go out for a drink.. But darling need to go home.. So i have no choice.. I send her home.. Its alright.. I koe there will be a chance for us to go out for a drink..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112265554440794268?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112265554440794268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112265554440794268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112265554440794268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112265554440794268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/07/birthday-dinner-wif-darling.html' title='` BiRtHdAy DiNnEr Wif DaRLiNg `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112196237214672047</id><published>2005-07-21T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:12:52.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` AuToPsY oF a TuRtLe `</title><content type='html'>A turtle pass away in the fish tank today.. We noticed tat the shell of the turtle is pretty soft for the past few days.. Juan dump it into the rubbish bag.. I picked it up from the bag and took a closer look.. The body was pretty stiff but the shell is very soft..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Juan&lt;br /&gt;"Hey.. have u ever seen wat was inside the shell of the turtle?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yup.. There are bones connected to the shell.."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh.. Really? I wan to take a look!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm.. Ok.. Lets do it after Richard leave the shop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore the surgery gloves and took a pen knife out.. I first cut the side of the shell.. but i gave up half way.. I didn't have the guts to continue cutting it.. Juan took over.. She have experience in this coz she used to work as a Surgeon Assistant.. I couldn't bear to look at how she is going to cut it.. There were sounds like ripping the shell.. Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realised tat the turtle was suffering for quite a while.. There was no flesh at the side of the turtle.. It has not been eating.. It's backbone was connected to the shell.. there is y we need to lift the turtle from the bottom and not from the side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tape the turtle back and created a small "coffin" out of cardboard.. It was placed beside the radio.. Coz we played the Buddhist chant, "Da Bei Zhou" for it.. So tat the turtle will find peace.. Juan went to the nearby park and buried him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun think i will do it again.. Gosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112196237214672047?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112196237214672047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112196237214672047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112196237214672047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112196237214672047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/07/autopsy-of-turtle.html' title='` AuToPsY oF a TuRtLe `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112188027695831439</id><published>2005-07-20T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T01:24:36.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` UnDeRsTaNdiNg GiRL `</title><content type='html'>The following are some scripts taken from the Holy Bible, Book of Genesis.. " God created man in the his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord God formed the man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being." - Genesis 2:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So the Lord God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man's rib and closed up the place with fresh. Then the Lord God made a woman from the rib he has taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man. The man said, This is the now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called 'woman', for she was taken out of man." - Genesis 2: 21 - 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord created woman from the ribs of a man but how come they seem totally different from the guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, i duno really know anything much abt girls.. In the past, i tot girls were like guys.. simple minded.. but they are more complex than we think.. Their mind is so complex it is like finding your way through a labyrnth of contradictions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when was "No equal to Yes" and "Yes is always Yes"? Y can't they stick to the principle tat No is No and Yes is Yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i made a rather stupid comment and my colleague got mad.. she throw the phone on the table and refuse to tok to the customer.. OK.. i realised it was my fault so i apology.. But she said nth was wrong.. Well, she sucks at lying.. She seem rather pissed at me.. I dunno wat to do when i head back to the shop tmw.. kaoz.. y can't she juz forgive me? i have apologised to her already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed tat if you bothered to spend your whole life studying how they work, you would barely even scrape the surface~!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112188027695831439?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112188027695831439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112188027695831439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112188027695831439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112188027695831439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/07/understanding-girl.html' title='` UnDeRsTaNdiNg GiRL `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112075075243407922</id><published>2005-07-07T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T23:39:12.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` kEeP a SeCrEt `</title><content type='html'>All of us have secret.. it doesn't matter if it is impt or not.. i experience this secret thing since i was in primary sch.. my friend told me tat he had candy in his bag and would share it with me during maths lesson if I kept it a secret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, we have more secrets to keep.. Those secrets might be a great importance to someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe tat in order for us to keep a secret "a secret", we will need to be gaining something from it.. It might range from trust to monetary benefits.. At times, we need to be a "liar" to ensure the secret is safe.. I have been a slave to the benefits of secret..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a great deal of things i koe tat ppl related doesn't.. It is not nice keeping those issue away from them.. There are 2 choices.. Either to tell them or continue keeping it a secret.. If i were to tell them, they will ended up getting hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To them, i might be a selfish guy tat care only for the own gd of myself.. It shows tat they do not understand me at all.. I dun like to express everything to ppl.. But tat doesn't mean i dun care or concern about ppl around me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to continue keeping this issue a secret.. They need to find it out themselves.. I dunno if i'm doing the right thing.. i hope so.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112075075243407922?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112075075243407922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112075075243407922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112075075243407922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112075075243407922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/07/keep-secret.html' title='` kEeP a SeCrEt `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112032178388691973</id><published>2005-07-01T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T00:29:43.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` zOe TaY DiStRiBuTe miLk `</title><content type='html'>I flap though the new paper and found out tat zoe tay really distribute her milk to some of her friend's kidz.. OMG.. i think those kid must be very happy.. Maybe nx time they will have the talent in acting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y not get hold the name of those kidz tat drank zoe tay milk and see if they will make it into MediaCorp with their acting skills..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112032178388691973?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112032178388691973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112032178388691973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112032178388691973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112032178388691973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/07/zoe-tay-distribute-milk.html' title='` zOe TaY DiStRiBuTe miLk `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112032121486053476</id><published>2005-06-30T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:02:10.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` ReTuRn Of StAr PeNdAnT `</title><content type='html'>Within 24 hrs.. i have managed to found the exact same pendent tat i got 2 yrs ago.. I was lucky tat the shop still have this as a last piece.. It is not 925 Silver but 18k white gold.. not cheap hor!!! haha.. It is worth it getting it for my darling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the last pendant have more sentimental meaning than the current one.. NVM la.. at least i still have my noti darling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling.. U r so lucky to tat ur resourceful bf mangaed to get the same pendant.. LOL ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Updated on&amp;nbsp;16/01/12:-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe the pendant is not fated with me afterall. But I really do feel something special is no longer with me. The last time I saw it was on the fondue testing day with a photo of it hanging around my neck :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112032121486053476?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112032121486053476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112032121486053476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112032121486053476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112032121486053476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/return-of-star-pendant.html' title='` ReTuRn Of StAr PeNdAnT `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-112032077987280967</id><published>2005-06-29T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T00:24:47.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` sTaR pEnDaNT `</title><content type='html'>Darling was suppose to meet her gang of gals for dinner at Thomson Plaze.. Suddenly darling storm into the shop with her black face.. i wonder wat is wrong wif her again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the star pendant i got for her went missing.. It was a half frosted half shiny star shape pendant.. She dropped it somewhere in the bus.. I got the pendant before we got together.. Here was the story..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;13th Feb 2003&lt;/span&gt;.. i bought XT (den not my gf) a star pendant with the help of Jasmine, MeiLing and Kiat Loo from Moshi Moshi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;14th Feb 2003 (V day)&lt;/span&gt; i decided to give XT the pendant.. The pendant was kept in a yellow colour gift box.. During lecture (dunno which stupid module), i ask XT to help me get something (dunno wat it is also =p).. She saw the yellow gift box but didn't care abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the lecture.. i told Katie my plan and she decided to help me.. So i offer to send Katie back and at the same time send XT back.. hahaha.. XT was of coz shocked la.. haha.. Den Katie alighted at transfer a bus.. XT and I was on the bus.. Tat time, there have been rumors tat i like her.. Therefore she was shy and didn't have any guts to tok to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached Sengkang Interchange, XT offered to walk with me to my bus stop.. Once at the bus stop, i took the yellow box out and passed it her.. She did not accept it at all.. She kept declining the gift..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I force her to take it.. She took it but didn't open the box.. I told her to juz open the box and see if she like it anot.. She said it was nice and return it to me.. Suddenly the bus came.. I quickly give it to her and board the bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sight of relieve.. Mission Accomplished~!!!! Coz i dun wan to take tat thing back home.. She sent me a text message to take me.. I was over the moon.. haha.. I went all the way home with a smile on my face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;15 Feb 2003 (the day after passing her the star pendant)&lt;/span&gt; the gang kept asking me how i did it.. i briefly example to them.. I was expecting XT to come for the first lesson.. In my brain i knew tat she will not wear the pendant.. But deep it my heart, i really hope she wore it.. Disappointment and heart ache smack me hard when she arrive with nothing at her neck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then, I knew i did not have much chance to tok to her.. She was avoiding me.. Well, i knew it was Game Over.. Damnit.. So i juz treat her like a normal friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, i had a chance to go over to her place.. coz of a group project.. I took the chance to look for the pendant.. I got a feeling tat it was either thrown away or kept with things she does not want.. I found it and was glad tat it was spare from the smelly rubbish bins.. I also came to know tat my stupid darling used the necklance for her other pendant.. Damn her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after we got together.. She started to wear the star pendant.. i was really delighted to see the thing again.. She actually love the pendant coz it was small, special (due to the frosted part) and it was in her fav star shape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she lost it le.. I have no idea if i can get a exact same piece back.. She told me she really loved it and do not want others.. *headache*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-112032077987280967?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/112032077987280967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=112032077987280967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112032077987280967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/112032077987280967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/star-pendant.html' title='` sTaR pEnDaNT `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111997576872771950</id><published>2005-06-28T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T00:22:48.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` zOe TaY bReAsT miLk `</title><content type='html'>Does it really matter to u if Local Channel 8 Star, Zoe Tay, is able to produce 5 bottle of milk?? Wat is the big WOW abt tat????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea y does the local Lian He Wan Bo need to tell us how much milk can this lady produce.. Do we really wanna care? So wat she can produce enough milk for someone to take a bath?? Is she going to donate some out to the public for the weekend NKF Cancer Show?? i doubt so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope tat the local newspaper can publish some better quality story and not something so "bo liao" like Zoe Tay producing milk.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111997576872771950?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111997576872771950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111997576872771950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111997576872771950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111997576872771950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/zoe-tay-breast-milk.html' title='` zOe TaY bReAsT miLk `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111997827496467367</id><published>2005-06-26T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T01:04:34.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` SnEaK oFf DuRiNg WoRk `</title><content type='html'>I told darling tat i will make up for her the time wasted on Sat.. But i was suppose to come go to work for around 3 hrs.. Coz only one full time and one newbie part time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the newbie was late and once she step into the shop, she exampled tat she is not able to work today and demand we pay her salary coz she need it urgently.. My dad is still slping so she got no choice and left.. So how? Fucking hell.. i have to end up working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mood tat day really sucks to the core.. haiz.. i have no idea how to example to my gf.. she is going to get fed up and piss off.. She was so disappointed.. haiz.. how? wat to do? wat can i do? haiz.. dunno la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She refuses to eat or tok to me.. haiz.. she even cried on the phone.. *heartbroken*.. After discussing with the full time, C, i decided to sneak off during work to accompany her at her place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some lunch from KFC and took a cab to her place.. haha.. of coz she is very delighted and happy to see me.. haha.. spend around an hr at her place.. den i have to rush back to work.. haha.. although it is only for a short 60 mins.. i was able to see her happiness in her eyes.. tat really made my day.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope not to do this again.. haha.. hope i will not work on saturday and sunday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111997827496467367?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111997827496467367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111997827496467367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111997827496467367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111997827496467367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/sneak-off-during-work.html' title='` SnEaK oFf DuRiNg WoRk `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111997708747833547</id><published>2005-06-25T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T00:44:47.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` wEeKeNd's FeAr `</title><content type='html'>Weekend comes, Fear comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday suppose to be a day mainly for my gf.. But since starting to work at my dad's place, this day have begin to change.. i can no longer be sure that i'm able to spend tat day wif her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently very short-handed.. The full-time is on long term MC and might not even return back to work.. The part-time have to prepare for the exam and therefore very busy with her sch work.. She also intend to quit after we found a suitable part-timer.. To make things worst, she keep taking weekend off.. So it doesn't really matter if she work or not.. Therefore who is going to work? Me... Damnit.. PUI~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From working 5 days a wk to 6 days a wk.. Now 7 days a wk.. No break at all.. This is fucking pathetic.. I have to suffer.. And i have to sacrifice the days and time spent with my darling.. Like tat how can? I dun even have Fuckingpersonal time for me and her.. damnit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there is a new part time worker.. But i dun think she is able to work for long.. She doesn't seem to like the job and have trouble adapting to the working environment.. Haiz.. i dunno how long more will this shit continue.. kaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gf request me to take off on sat.. But how can i? The boss is my dad.. If it is someone else i dunno, den it will be very simple to request.. But i have to face my dad at home leh.. Wat u wan me to do? How can i say no to him.. i really dunno.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my gf will understand me.. Understand the fact tat i have no choice but to continue working..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111997708747833547?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111997708747833547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111997708747833547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111997708747833547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111997708747833547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/weekends-fear.html' title='` wEeKeNd&apos;s FeAr `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111937438287506948</id><published>2005-06-22T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T01:19:42.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` dOg BiScUiT `</title><content type='html'>I think i should stop working in my dad's pet shop.. i have reached to the extend of eating dog biscuit.. it tasted like the "ABC" biscuit tat we use to eat when we r young.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u happen to work in the pet shop, u would realised that some of the food are exactly the same.. Except tat the food quality is nt as gd as human food and the price is definitely more expensive.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some day, u should go and try too.. haha.. it taste great.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111937438287506948?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111937438287506948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111937438287506948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111937438287506948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111937438287506948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/dog-biscuit.html' title='` dOg BiScUiT `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111915591174711929</id><published>2005-06-19T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T12:38:31.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` MoUsE duN eAt RiCe `</title><content type='html'>Lately, there is a song that shook the entire nation.. It is a "Lao su ai da mi" (mouse like big rice).. Frankly speaking.. i really hate that song.. I was ok with this song in the beginning.. But i soon realised tat it really sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started at Toa Payoh Central.. Every shop seem to be playing tat song.. The more i listen to it, the more "pek che" i get.. My stupid gf either bring me to those shops that play that song or reminded me tat they are playing this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wonder y they keep playing the same song.. Does the entire CD have only one song!! Yup.. i was right.. there was only ONE song but many verisons.. I found the english version the most ridicules.. "I love u.. Love u so.. just like the mouse like eat the rice".. Then they is the cheap techno remix.. Yuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did u koe tat i even heard indian and malay ppl singing this stupid song.. wow.. i didn't koe tat tis song was SO popular..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does mouse like eating rice?? Since young, i have been watching Tom and Jerry cartoon.. Jerry is a mouse and he only likes eating cheese.. As i grow older, mouse and rats slowly appear in the drain and sewage pipes.. I dun think there are rice in those places.. Den i started to work in a pet shop.. I found out tat hamster (distant relative of rat) love eating sunflower seed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soon realised tat mouse or rat chew up rice stack because of their teeth.. Rats belongs to the Rodent family.. Therefore, their teeth are ever growing.. they need to go around biting things to grind their teeth.. So, rice stack becomes one of their biting victims..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics of the song need to educate the right things.. So it should be Mouse love cheese and not rice.. N due to this song, i change from Yes 933 fm to Power 980 fm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111915591174711929?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111915591174711929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111915591174711929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111915591174711929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111915591174711929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/mouse-dun-eat-rice.html' title='` MoUsE duN eAt RiCe `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111902299385904628</id><published>2005-06-18T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T01:20:35.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` GeNdEr oF a CoMpUtEr `</title><content type='html'>Women claim that computers should be referred to in the masculine gender because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In order to get their attention, yout have to turn them on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They have a lot of data, but are still clueless.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time thye are the problems.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As soon as you commit to one, you realize that, if you waited a little longer you could have had a better model.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Men concluded that computers should be referred to in the feminine gender because:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No-one but the Creator understands their internal logic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The native language they use to communicate with the other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even your smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for retrieval.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think Computer should be a SHE.. haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111902299385904628?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111902299385904628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111902299385904628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111902299385904628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111902299385904628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/gender-of-computer.html' title='` GeNdEr oF a CoMpUtEr `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111902255878735675</id><published>2005-06-17T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T02:15:23.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` MuTuAL uNdErStAnDiNg `</title><content type='html'>Girls complaint abt how their guys not able to understand them and suiting to their specific needs.. Therefore quarrels and disagreement starts.. Girl is piss off.. Guy with question marks appearing in his confused mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that i dun really understand my gf at times.. I dunno y she get so pissed off when i was juz making a funny comment.. Maybe my mouth is too "fan jian".. LOL.. At times she can be really active and all of a sudden become very lethargic.. Or something she get irritated at simply nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for confession.. I too have my "siao" period.. haha.. once in a while.. haha.. But i do realise something.. Girls dun understand guys too.. Is it because our mind is too "simple"? or it is juz that we guys are also unpredictable? Generally.. when it comes to relationship, the guy's mind tends to get simpler.. Right.. girls might think tat it is bullshit.. but what really does ur guys want? do u know? bothered to find out? time to do some "Discovery Channel"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my darling to know what i'm thinking and understand the reason for certain actions.. Me too need to understand her n her feeling.. Tat is maybe wat we lack off.. Mutual Understanding..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111902255878735675?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111902255878735675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111902255878735675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111902255878735675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111902255878735675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/mutual-understanding.html' title='` MuTuAL uNdErStAnDiNg `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111902177754784959</id><published>2005-06-17T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T23:22:57.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` LaZy LaZy LaZy `</title><content type='html'>Wow.. finally.. haha.. after nearly a month of rest, i decided to add something to my blog.. haha.. dun worry.. i promise to add more things for u ppl to read.. God bless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111902177754784959?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111902177754784959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111902177754784959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111902177754784959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111902177754784959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/06/lazy-lazy-lazy.html' title='` LaZy LaZy LaZy `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111672888864843308</id><published>2005-05-22T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T09:59:50.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` Older WoMeN, YoUnG gUyS `</title><content type='html'>We have heard all sorts of comments and saying about how older guys like ladies in their 20's regardless how old the guys are.. These are the complaints mainly from those women after their mid 30's and have not found their Mr Right.. Most of them commenting about older man liking young women coz of their youth, their energy and most importantly their appearance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmon.. Lets be fair.. Don't always blame the guys for liking young women and pay no attention to you single ladies.. You ladies are doing the same to us too.. Don't u ladies like young men too? The guys dun really complaint much.. they get a wife from vietnam.. simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this Amercian show on Friday night called "Primetime".. Their topic for that episode was "Fallen Idol".. To those who like watching Amercian Idol should find this name familiar.. Paula Abdul.. Yes.. She is one of the 3 judges that always gives positive comments unlike Simon who is very straight forward.. She had sex with one of the contestant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, she helped one of the contestant, Corie Clark, in the choice of songs and the clothings.. She paid for all the clothes and CD.. She even got him a private cell phone that is only for her to contact him.. Paula is 40+ and Corie Clark is 22 at that time.. She was divorced twice and have 2 children.. It does not seem to stop her liking a guy 18 yrs her junior..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the chinese music industry, there are also another ex couple.. there are Nicholas Tse and Faye Wong.. Faye Wong is abt a decade older than Nicholas.. That is a classic example of older lady liking young guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day, you come across a very dashing young man, with a stable job, gd character and personalities, won't you like him too? It is the same regardless if u are a guy or lady.. So dun push the blame onto us guys.. Y not try asking urself the reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Singaporean guys that are single and yet found a reason y they are single although very capable of having a family, they have found an answer.. They can get a wife from vietnam or china..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the Lord i dun have such frustration at the moment coz i have a sweet and beautiful gf.. phew.. Gd luck to all singles out there..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111672888864843308?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111672888864843308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111672888864843308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111672888864843308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111672888864843308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/05/older-women-young-guys.html' title='` Older WoMeN, YoUnG gUyS `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111672623999799270</id><published>2005-05-22T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:46:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` ArSeNaL WoN tHe Fa CuP `</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/niusan/FACup_cornerlogo1.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/niusan/arsenal_crest.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The media and press have been focusing on the upcoming FA CUP Final between Arsenal and Manchester United for the past few days.. Both clubs are battling for the World Oldest Cup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the day came and after a long and hard fought game on the field, Arsenal have got back their FA Cup back from Man U after losing it last season.. There is nothing to say.. WE ARE THE WINNERS~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe those Man U supporters out there might think that Arsenal are not worthy of the title after dominating most of the game.. But who else can they blame? They have created lots of chances but miss all of them.. When u don't take chances created, there is only one outcome.. and tat is to LOSE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal's German Goalkeeper, Jens Lehmann, have a fantasic game.. He seems to have a perfect game.. We have to gave credit to Wayne Rooney for trying very hard and displaying all his skills on the pitch at Millennium Stadium in Cardiff.. He has force Lehmann to make many critical save thoughout the entire game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was goalless for the entire 120mins game (normal 90 mins + 30 of after extra time), it was down to penalty.. It was tense and nail-biting moment for all supporters of both clubs.. Manchester United was to take the kick first followed by Arsenal.. It came a shocked to Man U when Paul Scholes penalty kick was saved by Jens Lehmann.. It ended up 5 - 4.. Arsenal has won it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal are the FA CUP WINNERS for the season 2004/2005!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111672623999799270?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111672623999799270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111672623999799270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111672623999799270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111672623999799270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/05/arsenal-won-fa-cup.html' title='` ArSeNaL WoN tHe Fa CuP `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111588923686308180</id><published>2005-05-12T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T17:13:56.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` EaTiNg NoSe sHiT `</title><content type='html'>I heard something amazing today on the radio.. The DJ said that eating nose shit actually increase the body immunity.. The bacteria that are trap in the nose when eaten, become medicine to the body.. It is supported by a Germany doctor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what it would be like if everyone is digging their nose and eating the shit.. OMG.. disgusting.. Wat if someone say eating ur ear wax is gd for u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE OUT THERE WANT TO DIG AND EAT UR OWN NOSE SHIT???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111588923686308180?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111588923686308180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111588923686308180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111588923686308180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111588923686308180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/05/eating-nose-shit.html' title='` EaTiNg NoSe sHiT `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111548015375999855</id><published>2005-05-07T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:37:19.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` dArLiNg's bDaY `</title><content type='html'>Happy birthay to u, Happy brithday to u, Happy brithday to u darling, Happy birthday to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my beloved darling birthday.. haha.. First time celebrating it with her alone.. hehe.. But it was quite a screwed up day.. stupid me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought her bday present (Charles and Keith shoe) yst together with her bday cake.. i realised tat i could not bring the cake along with me the entire day.. so i called and make a reservation at a restaurant.. i wanted to put it there b4 i go and look for my gf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant is open only at 12pm but i need to go and meet my gf le.. so heck care la.. juz bring the cake along to her place.. suddenly the florist called me.. haha.. i forgotten to abt the flowers i ordered last week.. oh no.. i dun have cash wif me too.. jia lat.. heng ar.. managed to get enough money for the flowers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower is a disaster.. First, the water flow out and made my bag wet.. Next, one of them broke.. Follow on by wetting jiapei wedding card that belong to my gf.. going to faint.. the cake too was a disaster.. haiz.. it became soft and tilted to the side of the box.. wah.. everything was bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Plaza Sing for lunch and watched a show.. haha.. i got for darling another present.. it's a necklace tat she could wear for Jiapei wedding.. she got a bracelet for her mum too.. the bad thing abt the show was the fact that we are seated in the first row and the NS guy beside us was very smelly.. think he did not change the uniform for a long time.. hope i will not be like him nx time.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling met up with Shu Ching who had a bday present for her.. After tat when for dinner at Jerry Barbeque &amp;amp; Grill Restaurant at Jalan Kayu.. we had deep fried mushroom, buffalo wings, baby back ribs and roasted chicken.. haha.. the deep fried mushroom and buffalo wings was very very nice.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The naughty darling juz cannot seem to keep still and enjoy the ambience there.. she need to play around with the water and straw.. haha.. but tat is wat i like abt her.. hehe.. i think she eaten too full and need to go toilet to SHIT.. haha.. send her home lo.. den she go and shit all she wan.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed myself today real much although i spend alot.. i hope she feel the same too.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling.. u look so gorgeous and dazzling today.. i hope u will stay cheerful and happy always.. i wanna celebrate 7th May with u every yr.. Happy bday darling.. i love u.. *muack*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111548015375999855?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111548015375999855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111548015375999855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111548015375999855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111548015375999855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/05/darlings-bday.html' title='` dArLiNg&apos;s bDaY `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111547860487290737</id><published>2005-05-07T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:10:31.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` MoViE:"KiNgDoM oF hEaVeN"`</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/niusan/gc_kingdomofheaven.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom of Heaven is an epic adventure about a common man who finds himself thrust into a decades-long war, a stranger in a strange land. He serves a dommed king, falls in love with an exoic and forbidden queen and risese to the knighthood. Ultimately, he must protect the people of Jerusalem from overwheling forces - while striving to keep a fragile peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, its another of those "lord of the ring" kind of movies.. These sort of movies are very interesting to watch.. This show is not an exception case.. The only thing tat i dun really like is the look of those actor.. they all seem to look the same to me except Orlando Bloom and the princess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its interesting to see how a normal blacksmith become a master tactician of warfare.. he seem to know everything abt the enemies.. He is suppose to protect the city of Jerusalem from the Muslim Army who wanted the city back.. The funniest thing was that the muslim army pray in the morning before they started the war.. can u believe it.. i wonder if US president George Bush gave those Iraqi soldiers time to have their morning prayers before they start bombing them.. I'm sorry if i have offended any muslim ppl out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also alot of Christian teaching and the believe of the Christ.. They seem to make Christian looks like evil ppl.. Since when did God ask Christian to chop off the head of the person who committed suicide.. They made the Priests' look like crowds and stupid dumb bell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside those stupid things, i still think tat is a much better film than the show Alexander the great.. Nice plot and strong theme.. Its a nice education history lesson too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie rating : 4/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111547860487290737?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111547860487290737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111547860487290737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111547860487290737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111547860487290737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/05/moviekingdom-of-heaven.html' title='` MoViE:&quot;KiNgDoM oF hEaVeN&quot;`'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111536557277082456</id><published>2005-05-05T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:46:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` NiCe bRa FoR DarLiNg `</title><content type='html'>Today the gang meet up earlier.. they consist of MeiLing, JiaPei, Jasmine, Kiat Loo, Wilson and me.. Besides getting the wedding card from jiapei, they meet up earlier to get hunt for a suitable present for my darling.. Wilson ran away to go and play game.. So i was the only guy wif 4 girls.. hahaha... nice ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy getting presents for my darling.. it seem tat she has everything or should we say, she dun really lack anything at the moment.. Coz she got me ma... hahaha.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have considered skirt, blouse, working blouse, bags.. there are either too expensive or too ugly.. furthermore, some of them doesn't suit my darling.. Hmmm.. we walk pass ERO and they gt an idea.. tat is to buy a bra set.. haha.. we walked in together.. yes.. me in a bra shop together wif 4 girls.. haha.. But those bras are simply too "auntie".. haha.. meiling suggested tat they go to the une nana cool and get one.. the japanese bra shop.. jasmine said tat the quality is quite gd.. haha.. they went ahead first and i waited for darling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet the gang at Taka and i saw James and Merlene.. haha.. they are together.. well.. i expect tat to happen.. they juz seem to be together all the time.. they really seem to like each other company so much.. so nice to see them together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine meet her bf, darryl and dexter came along too.. we had dinner and Sakura at Far East.. it was ok.. but not enough for me. haha.. the serving is too little.. haha.. i help jasmine took the white paper bag tat consist of my darling bday present.. of coz darling will find it weird but i didn't explain too much.. after dinner, the gang ask her to open the present and she was so shock to see tat bra. haha.. i took a look and find it very nice.. the 4 ladies sure have gd taste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since its quite pai seh to get my darling a bra myself, i got the gang to get it.. haha.. how clever of me..  hope u like it darling.. A big big thank you to the gang of 4 ladies.. thank u ppl so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111536557277082456?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111536557277082456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111536557277082456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111536557277082456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111536557277082456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/05/nice-bra-for-darling.html' title='` NiCe bRa FoR DarLiNg `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111536347046362912</id><published>2005-05-05T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:13:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` JiaPei wEdDiNg cArD `</title><content type='html'>Finally, the wait is over.. I have received her wedding card.. haha.. so happy.. its a very beautiful white square card with very sweet flower pattern by the side of the card.. haha.. on top of it stating "Ryan &amp;amp; Jia Pei".. so sweet and touched.. haha.. feel so happy for both of them.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111536347046362912?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111536347046362912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111536347046362912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111536347046362912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111536347046362912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/05/jiapei-wedding-card.html' title='` JiaPei wEdDiNg cArD `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111536305261196968</id><published>2005-05-02T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:04:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` FiNaLLy FoUnD tHe DrEsS `</title><content type='html'>JiaPei wedding is getting nearer day by day.. all the girls seem to have a problem getting a nice, decent and formal dress for tat wedding dinner.. to my gf, its a big problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling is not very fair, so she need to get a light coloured dress.. We saw one the other time at HabourFront but dun have the size.. darling is too small le.. the only have M and L.. sad.. since den, there isn't any dress tat caught our eye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we r going out to hunt for the dress again..  We have not been to the west side of Spore to shop shop ma.. so we decide to go Jurong Point to shop shop.. haha.. tat place is at Boon Lay but there are so many ppl.. People mountian people sea (ren shan ren hai).. Me hungry le den go to the food court.. Basket the food court sucks.. nx time dun go there and eat le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk walk see see talk talk play play laugh laugh around there.. there are many shops around there but nothing nice.. den i saw this really nice dress on the model.. i went in to ask the lady.. darling went to try the dress.. so coincidently it's the branch of the HarbourFront shop.. haha.. den i went to hunt for the specific dress and i found it.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darling is trying on the second dress, i saw Jasmine and her mum in the shop too.. hahah.. so qiao again.. haha.. dun expect to see them at all.. they saw darling in the dress and she look really gd in it.. haha.. jasmine left after a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i wanted to get the dress for darling as her bday present.. but the sales lady told me tat it was the last piece.. haiz.. so no choice lo.. have to buy it.. anyway i told her tat i will get all the outfit she wear on tat day.. haha.. Darling really look so beautiful and sweet in that dress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSION ACCOMPLISH~!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111536305261196968?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111536305261196968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111536305261196968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111536305261196968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111536305261196968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/05/finally-found-dress.html' title='` FiNaLLy FoUnD tHe DrEsS `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111535041044285844</id><published>2005-05-01T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T11:33:30.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` dArLiNg iN cHuRcH `</title><content type='html'>Darling was in the church service with me on Sunday.. haha.. so happy.. It was kinda of funny to have her beside me during service.. haha.. she is so cute when she seem to koe nothing abt everything there.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During prayer session, i took hold of her hands and prayed.. i wanna pray for her.. Pray tat she will always be happy and look at the brighter side of each setbacks.. Coz there is a reason for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sermon today was abt the presence of someone there when u need help although the person cannot help u.. its the presence of tat someone tat make u feel so much better.. I had a quarrel with my mum in the morning.. i was juz so piss off.. but the presence of my darling made me feel so much better and i called my mum to apologise to her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i dun really care tat if i went alone for the service or not.. but more importantly she is wif me together with the Lord.. So Bless her oh Lord.. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111535041044285844?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111535041044285844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111535041044285844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111535041044285844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111535041044285844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/05/darling-in-church.html' title='` dArLiNg iN cHuRcH `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111534955723567408</id><published>2005-04-30T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T11:19:17.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`pUbLiC pOoL sUcKs`</title><content type='html'>The weather nowaday is getting really warm.. cannot tahan.. So darling suggest tat we head down to the pool to enjoy the cool water.. at the same time can exercise.. haha.. getting fat nowadays.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head down to the pool in the evening coz both of us doesn't wan to get tan in the sun.. we wanna go to the sch pool but it was close.. haiz.. sad.. bo bian.. have to go to the public pool lo.. hmmm.. the entry fee is very ex.. Adult entry was $1.30.. last time only 80 cents.. =( .. standard of living in Spore is very high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting change, we head to the middle pool.. OMG.. the water in the pool is so warm.. sian.. furthermore, there are so many children playing in the pool.. i prefer not to have so many ppl in the pool.. The water is salty too.. haiz.. it's like swimming in the sea.. except the sea water is cooler than here.. totally sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head to the large pool.. the water condition is the same.. there are so many ppl swimming.. u have to watch out for ppl when u r swimming.. i bang into 2 ppl while swimming.. so stupid.. decide not to swim le.. teach darling to swim better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i wonder how long they change the water in the pool.. how come it is so salty? i bet some stupid kid "pee" in the pool.. Hmmmm.. so all in all, PUBLIC POOL SUCKS~!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111534955723567408?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111534955723567408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111534955723567408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111534955723567408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111534955723567408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/public-pool-sucks.html' title='`pUbLiC pOoL sUcKs`'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111479839399369915</id><published>2005-04-29T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:12:06.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` MoViE: "Wet Dreams(Kor)" `</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/niusan/nowshowing_wetdreams.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about time the cinema in Singapore to import on more of these type of movies.. rather than some other stupid and lame comedy shows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Korea's first sex comedy ( i wonder when will Spore have it's first).. Its abt these 4 students exploring the world of sex.. I think the Censor board have done a great job by editing so many parts if not it will be perfect.. keke.. you know wat i mean.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really interesting and nice to see how those 4 guys find ways to fulfil their "urge".. Some of them include the pull up bar, instant noodles, etc.. It might sound weird, but those "things" other uses.. Now, i dun think cup noodles as just a normal cup noodles.. If u intend to go a Hotel, the show have a very innovative way to hide ur face from being recognised.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dun think it as just purely sex sex sex.. Inside the show, there is still a rather romantic part in it.. A sch teacher falling in love with his former student which is a trainee teacher at the sch.. And also a student falling in love with the trainee teacher.. There are some really sweet but old fashion method tat are still reliable in the modern society..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the show also teaches us how to appreciate the good education system and non-violent action in Singapore.. Imagine your sch teacher whacking ur head and smacking ur butt with a wooden bat, and teaching you english tat even a kindergarden kid can speack better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dun recommend this show to those prevert guy who like to go around molesting ladies and those idiotic peeping tom.. The director unintentionally included those both old and new trick like the using the mirror to peep or pretend to fall and grab the girl's butt, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show lack of strong story lines and many expected scenes.. This movie is rated as M18.. It is only available at GV cinema.. Catch it before it disappear from the cinema..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie rating: 3.5/5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111479839399369915?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111479839399369915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111479839399369915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111479839399369915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111479839399369915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/movie-wet-dreamskor.html' title='` MoViE: &quot;Wet Dreams(Kor)&quot; `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111445558861653774</id><published>2005-04-25T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T02:59:48.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` bAck iN sCh `</title><content type='html'>Sian... today still need to go back to sch to hand in the IPP log book and do some stupid feedback.. Got a breakfast from darling.. egg with bread.. not bad.. but i prefer more black pepper dar.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar and i wore couple tee.. haha.. it was from 4 skins.. haha.. bought it at Heeren.. There was this malay lady tat smile at us and took her fingers to place it like a photo frame.. haha.. so funny.. but we r not used to it in the beginning.. we will get used to it later.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the whole class was like suppose to meet up in sch.. but end up only 4 ppl.. haiz.. sad.. Jasmine, MeiLing, Darling and me.. The rest are coming tmw.. sucks.. so bored.. After doing those crap things, we sat on the bench at level 4.. sian.. so bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Chew Phuay Hern .. haha.. he invited us for lunch.. Eating in sch sucks.. the food is so sian.. haha.. i wonder how told lecturer can take it.. We ended up having bubble tea.. There we are in South canteen toking rubbish.. Well, chew phuay hern is very funny.. he is like one of the better lecturer in NYP.. can joke and serious at time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to Mos burger for lunch.. tok cock there.. haiz.. i miss those times in FYPJ.. coz we always slack like crap.. come to amk for lunch and shop shop.. haha.. dun feel like leaving this group of ppl.. haiz.. sad.. Jasmine's bf came to look for her.. we continue toking cock and juz left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mL was so nice to follow darling and i to NTUC to get something for dinner.. haha.. well.. dunno when we can do it again.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. i miss those guys in sch.. hmmmm.. lets hope we can meet up once a month.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111445558861653774?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111445558861653774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111445558861653774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111445558861653774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111445558861653774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-in-sch.html' title='` bAck iN sCh `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111427294968673113</id><published>2005-04-23T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T02:22:20.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` MoViE: "CrEeP" `</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y140/niusan/nowshowing_creep.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch this movie at GV Marine.. Hmmm.. Let me give u some of my comments on this show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Horror British show which mainly take place in London.. The show is generally interesting.. The director (Christopher Smith) started the horror at the very beginning of the show with 2 sewage worker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie has a poor story line.. It seems to me that there isn't any story to the show.. But there is a trade off with the nice and new horror essential added to it.. The "murderer" killed a lady with a knife through the middle of her leg.. GROSS~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are quite a number of unbelieveable points during the show.. How is it that a passenger is allow be in the train station when even the worker in the train station is gone? How can the night security guard able to miss the leading actress, Kate (Franka Potente)? How does the station becoming a home for 2 homeless couple? How can the "murderer" able to drive a train? There are many more stupid points to the show.. Thanks goodness SMRT is not like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most of the movie.. the murderer like cannot die.. haha.. even when u have the a high heel hit into your eye ball, he did not go blind.. LOL.. When the murderer had the large "fish hook" into his neck, he can still move and carry a large cylinder.. haha.. even after the neck was half rip of, he can still breathe and move.. LOL.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is full of blood and violence. The rating i give to this show is 3/5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111427294968673113?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111427294968673113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111427294968673113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111427294968673113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111427294968673113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/movie-creep.html' title='` MoViE: &quot;CrEeP&quot; `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111416339100182910</id><published>2005-04-22T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:49:51.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` FaReWeLL gOOdByE `</title><content type='html'>When the clock strike 12 in the night, I would have graudated from NYP together with our fellow students.. 3 yrs have gone le.. so fast.. haiz.. sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo Bian la.. Farewell and goodbyes are issues that u cannot avoid de.. Even when u wanna hang up the phone, u also need to say "bye bye" or "good bye"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are funny creature.. When u juz started a job or education, u hope that it will end quickly.. But when it is the time to go, we will feel quite sad.. Hmmm.. Maybe there are something that they miss like food, emotion, people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, farewell is a damn sad thing.. Starting for kindergarden to the first job and to currently, graduating from NYP.. Next thing in life for me is NS.. soon i will ORD and leave the stupid army life.. haha.. think too much le.. -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz hope that we all can meet up more often.. Not loose contact.. There is a saying "You will bound to drop friends as time goes by".. But i know tat there are friends that i can keep hold of and i hope tat will be fulfil.. God bless everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111416339100182910?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111416339100182910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111416339100182910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111416339100182910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111416339100182910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/farewell-goodbye.html' title='` FaReWeLL gOOdByE `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111416211539688606</id><published>2005-04-22T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:28:35.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` MidNiGhT pOoL `</title><content type='html'>It's been a very long time since i have played pool in the middle of the night.. The players are Shawn, Andy,My sister and I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rem the first time tat i actually stay the night out playing billiard or pool was during the band camp.. A group of us together with the seniors seek out in the middle of the night and head down to Orchard.. haha.. tat time the sch very near orchard.. When we went back to sch the following morning.. Kena shit from teacher-in-charge.. haha.. but dun care la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss those fun days back in sec sch.. but they are all history and all tat is left are memories of it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111416211539688606?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111416211539688606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111416211539688606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111416211539688606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111416211539688606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/midnight-pool.html' title='` MidNiGhT pOoL `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111407024801047165</id><published>2005-04-21T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T15:57:28.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` ShOrT dEmO `</title><content type='html'>The business partner ( the gang of auntie) had a appointment with us on the short demo on the system we have done during the attachment period here in OCBC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I knew tat it will not be a easy demo to present.. But haiz.. PT today sore throat.. so cannot really tok tat much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We roughly go throught 1st tab of the system.. Auntie 2 juz interrupt and ask us juz to show her how to create a test scripts and save it in the Test Director.. She somehow lack the patient to allow us to complete our short demo.. Lao da help us to control her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we continue to present the demo, she suddenly ask this question..&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 2 : "If i wan to transfer funds from saving to current and den from current back to saving can it be done? after tat u have to check the internet log, the amt in the acct is correct, transaction log,  amt correct anot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah.. she was talking so fast.. i couldn't get hold of wat she is saying at all.. Auntie 1 was nicer and she ask her not to say any more.. coz i dun understand.. but i told her tat i dun really hear her.. Forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat the demo was taken over by Lao da.. i think only he can handle her la.. Auntie 1 cannot tahan Auntie 2 also.. she even ask her to keep her volume lower coz she will go deaf if she continue at that high pitch voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much debate, they ended the short demo.. Bless the Lord tat it is over.. by the end of tmw, i will be gone from this place.. Bless the rest..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111407024801047165?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111407024801047165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111407024801047165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111407024801047165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111407024801047165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/short-demo.html' title='` ShOrT dEmO `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111407346323356298</id><published>2005-04-20T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T16:51:03.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` pAsToR Wei LoNg `</title><content type='html'>Wei Long wanna take a look at wat does the bible looks like and wat the content is like.. I brought it for him and he started reading it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gensis is the first book in the Old Testimony. It was toking abt the how God created the world and the story of Adam and Eve.. Wei Long read it as if it was a book not a bible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, Wei Long ask how to be a pastor..  How much does a pastor earn.. Does the pastor have a full time job outside the church and become a pastor only during Sunday? He seem so keen to be a Pastor.. Hmmm.. I knew tat u need to have bible studies and go to the Singapore Bible College.. But other than tat, i have no idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, he seem so determine to buy a bible the next day.. haha.. i wonder if he is for real going to be a pastor.. haha.. i encourage him to join a church and go for the services.. But he seem reluctant abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal think tat something wrong wif Wei Long in her blog.. I kinda of think so too.. coz he seem so heck care abt religion things.. But i will try to bring him into the love of the Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope in the near future, Wei Long will give me a call and ask me to join him for church service becoz he is going to give the sermon.. haha.. Let welcome Pastor Wei Long.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111407346323356298?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111407346323356298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111407346323356298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111407346323356298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111407346323356298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/pastor-wei-long.html' title='` pAsToR Wei LoNg `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111407189993858598</id><published>2005-04-20T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T16:24:59.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` cHoCoLaTe 4 u `</title><content type='html'>In 2 days time, i"m leaving OCBC le.. Hahaha.. finally.. i going to graudate le.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to thanks our supervisor and in-charge.. So after our lunch in Ajisen, we head down to Chocolat World.. Our budget is as low as possible.. haha.. coz we r broke.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We selected 2 flavour and the sales assistant help us to wrap it up in a very nice box.. First, we give it to Lao da.. He was quite shock, give us a smile and say "thanks"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Jamie (Da jie).. She was equally shock too.. But she doesn't like to eat chocolate.. haha.. we tot tat she was married but in fact she is not.. haha.. the baby photo on her CPU was her colleague's.. haha.. She ask us when we go back.. She was glad that we are going away so soon.. LOL.. but she thanks us none the less..  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last guy was Song Ming.. He was not at his desk when we pass the chocolate to Lao da and Da jie.. We saw him at his desk after a while and went to give him the chocolate.. Hmmm.. he open it straight away.. he saw the 2 chocolate and said this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Ming (SM) : "Look at my size so big and u give me 2 small chocolate.. u sure anot"&lt;br /&gt;*Both PT and me like very pai seh lo..&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Token of appreciation ma.."&lt;br /&gt;SM : "How much is the chocolate ar?"&lt;br /&gt;Wah.. i tot he is going to say u shouldn't have lo.. but no.. he said.,..&lt;br /&gt;SM : "I dun eat chocolate that is lower than $9"&lt;br /&gt;Basket.. i koe u rich la.. good lo..&lt;br /&gt;PT : "We not very rich ma.. we always get Kit Kat ma.." laughing away&lt;br /&gt;SM : "Den buy Kit Kat lo.. "&lt;br /&gt;He was going for the Quantity now and not the Quality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. good luck to them.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111407189993858598?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111407189993858598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111407189993858598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111407189993858598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111407189993858598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/chocolate-4-u.html' title='` cHoCoLaTe 4 u `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111406929768542487</id><published>2005-04-19T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T15:41:37.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` WiTcH LaUghTeR `</title><content type='html'>Auntie 2 is the nosiest among gang. Her laughter was intolerable. She laugh so loud. I think it's jus her la.. she dun have the discipline to control her laughter.. damnit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111406929768542487?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111406929768542487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111406929768542487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111406929768542487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111406929768542487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/witch-laughter.html' title='` WiTcH LaUghTeR `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111379044696558960</id><published>2005-04-17T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T10:16:35.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` ShOpPiNg ShOpPiNg`</title><content type='html'>So long nv go shopping le.. woo.. so much fun.. haha.. Actually wanna buy something for secret adminer(dar's mum).. den end up shopping for ourselves.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Blur Sotong(darling) tot today got her Fo Tang but in fact, dun have.. den she jio me out.. LOL.. But i need to join my parents for Dim Sum first at East Ocean at Shaw Center.. They advertise on the chinese paper with their cute creation of Dim Sum.. After tasting it, i can conclude tat it sucks.. there is a saying : "Nice to see, not nice to eat".. Damnit.. it is also very expensive $4.50 for 3 of them.. Heng ar.. the rest of the dim sum taste delicious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Blur Sotong suppose to alight at Orchard MRT station but the blur sotong alight at Somerset MRT station.. very jia lat.. blur like crap.. haha.. Den we walk walk, see see.. We rem tat we wanna dye our hair so went down to Watson and get the color dye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tat walk down to Heeren and take a look the skirt she wanna get long long ago.. haha.. I walk pass 4 skin and saw a very nice t-shirt.. haha.. i got one for myself and another for Miss Blur Sotong.. haha.. Guess wat, i got the blur sotong to put on a skirt.. haha.. At first, it look like a apron but after tat, it was quite nice.. haha.. blur sotong look great in it.. haha.. she is going to wear tat on JP's wedding.. haha.. with the blouse i got for her from MANGO.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for 28th May to attend JP's wedding and Miss Blur Sotong in the Spaghetti top (either from Mango or Fox) and in the skirt.. And best of all, she will be in a Dress.. *Drooling* =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111379044696558960?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111379044696558960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111379044696558960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111379044696558960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111379044696558960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/shopping-shopping.html' title='` ShOpPiNg ShOpPiNg`'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111354722913440457</id><published>2005-04-15T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T14:40:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` gD mOrNiNg SiR `</title><content type='html'>After 11 wks of attachment in OCBC, we going to present our stuff in the morning.. I need to came early to ensure that the system is working fine and not having any hiccups..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yst evening before i left office, i shift the PC into the meeting room.. Early in the morning, i took my cup of coffee and when to the meeting room.. Inside the room, there was this old lady in her late 60's or early 70's cleaning the window..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was one of the newly employed worker.. Everyday, she would come over to our desks to clear our rubbish.. Since i was so busy in the morning, i juz did my things and didn't mind abt her.. She was slowly cleaning the window and begin to clean the door.. Suddenly she said : "Good morning Sir"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked and nearly spit my coffee out.. I didn't notice her at all.. I tot was out of the room.. I also very pai sai.. this lady is old enough to be my Ah ma.. And here, she is calling me "Sir".. I quickly reply her with a morning message.. She smiled and slowly made her way out of the meeting room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. i really sympathise her.. she is so old and yet working.. she should be retired and enjoying her retirement days.. Imagine yourself still working at that old age.. haiz.. poor thing.. i wish her all the best in her job..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111354722913440457?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111354722913440457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111354722913440457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111354722913440457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111354722913440457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/gd-morning-sir.html' title='` gD mOrNiNg SiR `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111338620322069698</id><published>2005-04-12T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:56:43.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` aDiDaS cAp `</title><content type='html'>As usual, we had our 2hrs lunch break.. haha.. Suppose to be only 1 hr.. haha.. nvm la.. Lao da never come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across tis adidas cap during lunch time.. Hmmm.. it was white in color with a adidas logo on top of it.. I wanted to get it.. But hope to be able to get a nicer looking cap.. Anyway, still got a few more months before cutting "botak".. Darling also promise to get me a cap when i cut "botak"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling was late coz she left office at 6.00pm.. She travelled all the way from Yio Chu Kang to look for me.. She was hungry, so we went to get something to eat at the food court.. The Korean food was not bad except the Kimchi Fried Rice.. eeeeeeeeeee.. gui gui de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Fox lady and change her top.. Wooo.. she look great in the white Spaghetti top i bought for her yst.. haha.. With nothing to do, we walked to the Adidas shop i went during lunch.. I showed her the cap and without further ado, she took her wallet out.. But i insist that if she is getting it for me, den she need to get one too.. She agree reluctantly.. hahah.. dun worry la.. she will be only paying for one.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darling for the cap.. we wear in on Sat k? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111338620322069698?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111338620322069698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111338620322069698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111338620322069698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111338620322069698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/adidas-cap.html' title='` aDiDaS cAp `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111338520896318188</id><published>2005-04-11T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:58:38.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` 7 mOnThs tOgeThEr Le`</title><content type='html'>7 mths = 210days = 5,040 hrs = 302,400mins =18,144,000sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how long Darling and I have been together le.. haha.. Come to think of it hor.. Very fast lehz.. Today celebrate 7 months anniversary.. But coincidently, today also my Dad b'day.. Den going out for dinner.. So bo bian cannot go out and celebrate.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought for her a white Spaghetti top from Fox Lady.. There was nothing much i can get for her since there is nothing much i can get from Tampines Mall.. i hope she liked it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She koe tat i have dinner tonight. Therefore she stayed in the office for OT.. haha.. i gave her a call and arrange to meet up.. haha.. Oh man.. she was over the hill feeling so excited.. haha.. me too.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed her the gift and she keep saying "thank u so much dear dear".. haha.. We got something from BreadTalk den suddenly i received a call from home.. i need to be back by 8.15pm.. Journey back home was 1/2 hr.. bo bian.. need to go and take bus home le.. haiz.. sad lehz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling called me shortly after reaching home.. haha.. i ask her to go and try.. haha.. At first she dun wan la.. but i keep forcing her till she finally agree.. hmmm.. she told me a bit loose.. Hmmmm.. goodness me.. darling is very thin.. i was scared tat it was too small for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok.. she promise to meet me tmw at Tampines Mall to change it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 mths le.. so fast.. so nice.. so loving.. so in love wif u darling.. *muack*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111338520896318188?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111338520896318188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111338520896318188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111338520896318188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111338520896318188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/7-months-together-le.html' title='` 7 mOnThs tOgeThEr Le`'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111338384692163159</id><published>2005-04-11T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:59:46.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` pOor mR wAtEvEr `</title><content type='html'>Actually the "Kao Bei" gang are here for UAT (User Acceptance Test).. Hmmm.. tat juz means u get a group of potential users and they will try to bring ur system down.. Everything seems to be the same.. noisy, witch like laughter, never ending bitching, etc.. Then all of a sudden, Auntie 2 starts shouting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 2 (A2) : "How come all this things are here? I need to be treated as ordinary user. How do u expect people outside to actually koe wat u trying to do or say here!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Everyone lifted their head to see wat happen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Watever (MW) : "Ya.. I know.. but.. we have got ppl.................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he can end his sentence, A2 cut in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A2 : "Well, u should jolly well have this thing done before we came down.. It is ur responsibility.. Nicholas is not here today.. u expect him to koe wat to do if he comes back tmw?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MW : "Yes yes.. correct.. i understand.. tat is y...................."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A2 : "If u have understood, y is it not done.. u have the initiative ma...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MW : "Ya.. ok..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MW storm off.. Auntie 2 den start complainting to Auntie 1.. goodness.. y can't she juz keep her f*^king mouth up??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, Mr watever came back.. he was smiling.. then he was asking A2 y she was so fed up.. Hmmm.. Mr Watever have a good temper.. I think i would slap her face real hard.. I might even say tis "Can u shut ur f*^king bitch hole up u f^#king slut~!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I salute u Mr Watever ~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111338384692163159?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111338384692163159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111338384692163159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111338384692163159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111338384692163159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/poor-mr-watever.html' title='` pOor mR wAtEvEr `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111319167947529935</id><published>2005-04-11T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:24:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` FaRt FaRt FaRt (pArT 2) `</title><content type='html'>Hahhaa.. I found out more interesting fact and wish to share.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Is it harmful to hold in farts?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are differences in opinion on this one. Certainly, people have believed for centuries that retaining flatulence is bad for the health. Emperor Claudius even passed a law legalizing farting at banquets out of concern for people's health. There was a widespread belief that a person could be poisoned or catch a disease by retaining farts.Doctors I have spoken to recently have told me that there is no particular harm in holding in farts. Farts will not poison you; they are a natural component of your intestinal contents. The worst thing that can happen is that you may get a stomach ache from the gas pressure. But one doctor suggested that pathological distention of the bowel could result if a person holds in farts too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where do farts go when you hold them in?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often have you held in a fart, intending to release it at the first appropriate opportunity, only to find that the fart has disappeared when you are ready for it? I asked several doctors where the fart goes. Does it leak out slowly without the person knowing it? Is it absorbed into the bloodstream? What happens to it? The doctors agree that the fart is neither released nor absorbed. It simply migrates back upward into the intestine and comes out later.It is reassuring to know that such farts aren't really lost, just delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;How can one cover up a fart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There is a company called &lt;a href="http://www.fartypants.com/"&gt;Fartypants&lt;/a&gt; that sells underwear designed to absorb the odor of farts. If you should be caught without your Fartypants, another ploy is to blame the dog or cat, if one should be present, or complain about how the wind must be blowing from the direction of the paper mill.As for the sound... if you are in a large group of people, act oblivious and innocent, or glance quickly at the person next to you, as if you think he/she did it. Other strategies include coughing or suddenly moving your chair so that people think that they misheard the fart. If you are with one other person, you can act as if nothing happened, and the other person may believe he was mistaken in thinking he heard a fart.CJT addresses the problem of farting loudly in a public restroom as follows: "My solution: use a handful of loose toilet paper, cover your butt hole and it will muffle the farting; my friends and I call it the 'Buff Muff'!"Depending upon the company, another strategy is not to cover it up, but to proudly proclaim the fart as your own grand accomplishment and to issue a challenge to the others to outdo that one if they think they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Is it possible for a fart to kill you?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great many of you have asked if farts can be fatal, or if you can die from smelling a particularly bad fart. My initial response to this question was "no," but I thought I'd better ask a doctor. So now it is official, the medical opinion I received is no, a fart can't kill you.However, if you really work hard at it, you can manage to kill yourself with just about anything. I recently read of a man who hooked up his nose to his anus with a system involving a gas mask, rubber tubing and a hollow wooden post. He died of suffocation. This story comes from the Darwin Awards, and I personally cannot attest to the overall veracity of their stories.The story of the bed-bound obese man who died from inhaling his own flatulence (and whose farts almost killed the paramedics) is an urban legend that has been in circulation for some time.But according to Buzzbomb43, whom I quote: "In World War Two, the Air Force estimates that around 1000 to 2000 airmen were killed because of flatulence. The reason is B-17 bombers were not pressurized, so when bomber crews operated around 20,000 feet, the gas would expand and rupture their intestines." Now, that is a nasty way to go! There are also, of course, (in)famous stories about excessive farters that bio-hazard small toilet rooms, and when they try to light a cigarette the flame ignites the gas-rich-environment causing an explosion. My personal view about such stories is one of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Is it possible to capture a fart in a jar and save it for later use?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be theoretically possible to do this, but there would be lots of logistical problems. I would suggest using a plastic bag instead of a jar. You might try the following as a science fair experiment:Fart into several plastic bags and seal them carefully. Then fill several other plastic bags with ordinary air. Wait 24 hours. Then get volunteers to smell the contents of the bags to see if they can correctly identify which ones contain the farts. This should tell you if it is possible to store a fart in any useful way.&lt;br /&gt;Malachi and Megaera have come up with a way to capture a fart in a jar. They say to do it in the bathtub while bathing. Fill the jar with bath water and then hold it with the open end downward. Lean back in the bathtub so that your fart bubbles will emerge in front of you rather than behind you where you can't see them. Catch the bubbles in the jar, and put the lid on the jar while it's still underwater. This way, you capture a fairly pure fart uncontaminated by atmospheric air. To enjoy your captured fart to the fullest extent, make sure that your jar does not already smell like whatever was it it before, like pickles or peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;Meep wrote to say that her fiancé was an expert fart collector at the age of ten. He used Kodak film canisters, and kept them on a shelf in his room. Experiments on his mother proved the efficacy of his method.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111319167947529935?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111319167947529935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111319167947529935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111319167947529935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111319167947529935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/fart-fart-fart-part-2.html' title='` FaRt FaRt FaRt (pArT 2) `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111318490168594795</id><published>2005-04-10T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:38:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` FaRt FaRt FaRt (pArT 1) `</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where does fart gas come from?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gas in our intestines comes from several sources: air we swallow, gas seeping into our intestines from our blood, gas produced by chemical reactions in our guts, and gas produced by bacteria living in our guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;What is fart gas made of?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The composition of fart gas is highly variable.Most of the air we swallow, especially the oxygen component, is absorbed by the body before the gas gets into the intestines. By the time the air reaches the large intestine, most of what is left is nitrogen. Chemical reactions between stomach acid and intestinal fluids may produce carbon dioxide, which is also a component of air and a product of bacterial action. Bacteria also produce hydrogen and methane.But the relative proportions of these gases that emerge from our anal opening depend on several factors: what we ate, how much air we swallowed, what kinds of bacteria we have in our intestines, and how long we hold in the fart.The longer a fart is held in, the larger the proportion of boring, inert nitrogen it contains, because the other gases tend to be absorbed into the bloodstream through the walls of the intestine.A nervous person who swallows a lot of air and who moves stuff through his digestive system rapidly may have a lot of oxygen in his farts, because his body didn't have time to absorb the oxygen.Encyclopaedia Britannica offers the intriguing statement that some people's farts contain no methane. The reason for this is apparently unknown. Some researchers suspect a genetic influence, whereas others think the anomaly is due to environmental factors. However, all methane in any farts comes from bacterial action and not from human cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;What makes farts stink?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The odor of farts comes from small amounts of hydrogen sulfide gas and mercaptans in the mixture. These compounds contain sulfur. The more sulfur-rich your diet, the more sulfides and mercaptans will be produced by the bacteria in your guts, and the more your farts will stink. Foods such as cauliflower, eggs and meat are notorious for producing smelly farts, whereas beans produce large amounts of not particularly stinky farts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why do farts make noise?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds are produced by vibrations of the anal opening. Sounds depend on the velocity of expulsion of the gas and the tightness of the sphincter muscles of the anus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;How much gas does a normal person pass per day?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On average, a person produces about half a liter of fart gas per day, distributed over an average of about fourteen daily farts.Whereas it may be difficult for you to determine your daily flatus volume, you can certainly keep track of your daily numerical fart count. You might try this as a science fair project: Keep a journal of everything you eat and a count of your farts. You might make a note of the potency of their odor as well. See if you can discover a relationship between what you eat, how much you fart, and how much they smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the fact of fart above, an avg person fart 14 times a day.. But someone on bus 163 seem to let go all of the 14 farts at one shot.. Damnit.. he seems to fart every 5 mins.. goodness.. i t was so smelly.. Damnit.. I know at time u cannot control it.. But the fact is, how can u keep farting.. omg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plead u ppl.. dun fart in public.. if u need to, go to either a crowd place or a deserted area.. Crowd place coz no one koe which idiot farted and they will breathe in fast.. So the effect will not last long.. Deserted area coz u can enjoy the smell that u produced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefart.com/more.html"&gt;http://www.thefart.com/more.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111318490168594795?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111318490168594795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111318490168594795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111318490168594795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111318490168594795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/fart-fart-fart-part-1.html' title='` FaRt FaRt FaRt (pArT 1) `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111318397920748222</id><published>2005-04-09T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T09:46:19.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` mY FiRsT fRiEnD wEdDiNg`</title><content type='html'>Attending a friend's wedding.. Hmmm.. Tat seems so far away.. Most wedding tat i attended was either our relative whom most of them i dunno or my mum's friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news was released to us when Aven and I was waiting for the girls outside the ladies at Cineleisure. Darling came out of the toilet first followed by Jiapei.. Suddenly Jiapei asked her something...........&lt;br /&gt;JiaPei(JP) : "Are you free on the 28th of May?"&lt;br /&gt;Darling(Dar) : "Y lehz" *Pinching and playing JP cheek*&lt;br /&gt;JP : "Ask u go for Xi Jiu (Wedding dinner) lo"&lt;br /&gt;Dar : "Huh.. ohhh.. really ar.." *dar was not believing it*&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Hmmm.. whose wedding dinner is it ar?"&lt;br /&gt;JP : "Mine lo"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Huh.. really ar.. Aven.. real anot ar?"&lt;br /&gt;Aven : "Yup.. real one la.."&lt;br /&gt;*The rest of the girls appear (Kiat Loo and MeiLing)*&lt;br /&gt;MeiLing(ML) : "Ya la.. really.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. i can't believe it.. my darling also.. i know tat JP and Ryan are going to get married soon.. but i did not expect to be so soon.. omg.. tis is surprising.. I tot that it will be at least going to be after we graduate from Poly ma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If JP is reading tis, Congratulation~!!! Hope u have a happy life after marriage. Now u can enjoy the tai tai life le.. =)  For the rest, stay tune for more wedding report on 28th May..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111318397920748222?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111318397920748222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111318397920748222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111318397920748222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111318397920748222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-first-friend-wedding.html' title='` mY FiRsT fRiEnD wEdDiNg`'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111301020258811699</id><published>2005-04-08T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T09:12:44.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` mEaNiNg * oF * LiFe (paRT 1)`</title><content type='html'>Let's start with you. What does your life mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you are alive means that your parents loved EACH OTHER enough to make you. That you are alive means that your parents loved YOU enough to let you live, in spite of how annoying you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you are alive means that God thinks you will do some good, either for yourself or for others, that would go undone if you were to die at this instant. What does God consider good for you? Everything that happens to you, if you let it be good for you and teach you something. (If it weren't good for you and God didn't think you could handle it, God wouldn't let it happen. Even things you struggle with can be good for you if you overcome them, because it makes you stronger. That's how you can do good for yourself. It would be tragic if you were to let yourself be overcome by things God knows you are capable of handling with His help.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you spend your time on things you feel are meaningless, life will seem meaningless to you, and you will probably be pretty miserable and discontented. If you spend your time on things you feel have meaning, then your life will be full of meaning, and you will be pretty happy, no matter what happens to you.Life is meaningful when it is worth living. Life is worth living when you help people. There are many different ways of helping people, and life is most worth living when you help people in some special way that only you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I came out of the train station and i overheard this lady speaking on the phone.. She was asking explaining the meaning of life to the other party.. She told the person to be strong and not give up.. Nice lady to give such encouragement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the office, this topic appeared again. Yst, xiao mei was not feeling well wif her stomach and decide to go home and rest. Today, Auntie 1 and 2 ask her how was her stomach, was she feeling better.. She gave them a very sweet smile say tat she is alright le.. After tat Auntie 2 said something..&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 2: "Y are not skipping lunch? U should eat ma.. Even if u scared fat, u should at least get something to eat.. "&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 1 joined it.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 1: "Ya lo.. if scared fat den dun eat rice lo.. get some noodles or something like tat la.."&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 2: "Ya.. correct.. life is too short to suffer like tat.."&lt;br /&gt;Xiao mei: "ok.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. they are speaking the truth.. Indeed.. Life is too short to suffer.. We should enjoy it.. I think tat is y i can nv managed to slim down.. haha.. nvm la.. darling dun mind can le.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, i will leave u with some quotes of life i found on the web...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;Life is a cocktail. It consists of variable measures of family, relationships, play and work. Our quest,should we be prepared to accept it, is to find ourvery own unique mix. Every decision we make in lifealters this mix. Learning from our choices and makingcorrections as necessary will enable each of us tofind our perfect cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;By:“Sir Percival Blakeney”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of life is…Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;longer&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All life exists to recreate itself. Blast an island to dust with a volcano and within a few years stuff is growing all over the place. Why? Because it MUST. Follow the chain up from RNA and you get replicating organisms. Why are we here? To reproduce. We eat so we're strong enough to have sex. All else is justification.&lt;br /&gt;By: Doug Finner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;To me the meaning of life has to do with your reaction to life. It is all about being there for a friend in need or even just having a smile on your face for all to see. It is about not getting weighed down by the trials in life, but rejoicing in the victories no matter how big or small they may be. Did you get to the gas station before you ran out of gas? Victory! Were you able to make someone smile today? Victory! Did you find out that your cancer is now in remission? Victory! It is the little things of daily living that give meaning to life.&lt;br /&gt;By: Kristy L Hodson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.aristotle.net/~diogenes/meaning1.htm"&gt;http://users.aristotle.net/~diogenes/meaning1.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111301020258811699?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111301020258811699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111301020258811699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111301020258811699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111301020258811699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/meaning-of-life-part-1.html' title='` mEaNiNg * oF * LiFe (paRT 1)`'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111300871739997814</id><published>2005-04-07T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T09:05:17.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` TiSsUe * PaPeR `</title><content type='html'>Check and see if u have a packet of tissue paper around u or somewhere is ur bag.. That packet of tissue paper is very impt.. To some, it really doesn't matter if they have it anot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i came across an article and soon realised tat tissue paper can perform wonders.. Lots of ppl use them to earn money.. from people manufacture tissue paper to those disabled ppl selling them in hawker centre and toilet auntie sitting by the enterance collecting 10cents.. It can even be made into an art piece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a world without tissue paper. Wat are u going to use if u have a flu? Wat are u going to use after u finish ur "big business" in the toilet? Wat are u going to use to clean ur sweat? Wat are u going to use to wipe ur mouth after meal? etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those aunties in my office came to touch on that topic.. Auntie 1 was looking for tissue paper (dunno wat happen) .. She doesn't have any wif her.. so she went around asking for it.. It seems Auntie 2 and the uncles doesn't have it too.. Auntie 2 ask her to get some from the toilet.. Auntie 1 was very pek che.. So she said this : "Huh.. real or fake one.. non of u guys have tissue paper ar.. not even the u (auntie 2) and xiao mei (another lady) ar.. how can like tat.." Hmmmm... maybe she forgotten to bring it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, seldom ppl bring tissue paper.. i think the main result y i bring the tissue paper is becoz of my nose fluid.. haha.. tat is y i always have tissue paper around me.. recently the tissue supply at home went dry.. sad lehz.. i forgotten to buy.. i was so desperate for it tat i even had a dream of me going to NTUC to buy tissue paper.. haha.. think i better go and get it tmw..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111300871739997814?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111300871739997814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111300871739997814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111300871739997814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111300871739997814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/tissue-paper.html' title='` TiSsUe * PaPeR `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111275494156037350</id><published>2005-04-05T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:03:28.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` SuRpRiSe or NoT SuRpRiSe `</title><content type='html'>Surprises comes in 2 ways. The pleasant surprise or the unpleasant surprise(shock). It can transform from pleasant to unpleasant and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm a kinda lucky guy tonight. Y? Coz surprise came in both form. One after another and back to the original starting from pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surprise 1 : "The Pleasant Surprise"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling is working OT tonight. Suddenly i decided to cook Fried rice for her.. haha.. dunno y.. juz suddenly got this feeling.. maybe so long nv cook for her le ba or juz wanna to surprise her.. After work, i chiong home and managed to reach home by 7.15pm. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah.. Luckily i ask Nawan(my maid) to get all the ingredients ready.. So once i reached home, i started frying the rice. First the garlic and onion. Follow by the rice, black sauce, soy sauce. Then the sausage, sotong, fish cake and mixed vegetables. haha.. i forgotten abt egg.. But i didn't really have the time to go and add in the egg. I rem darling telling me tat she have not drink Milo Freeze for a long time, so head out to 7-11 to get it.. Sorry ar.. i dun have the time to go and make Milo Freeze.. so juz go and buy.. anyway only $2.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running late coz she told me tat she wanna go off at 8pm.. i waited for the stupid bus for so long.. damnit.. it only managed to come around 7.56pm.. So quickly ask darling not to go off first.. i told her to wait for me at the bus stop going to sengkang which is across the road..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surprise 2 : "The Unpleasant Surprise"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was reaching the bus-stop, i saw her at the bus stop waiting to board the bus i was taking.. Oh no.. she was not supposed to board this bus (cause i wanna take her somewhere else).. I tried calling her.. But too late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Surprise 3 : "The Pleasant Surprise"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling was wearing the same color blouse as me.. When we are in poly, it is rather common for us to wear the same color of clothes.. But during attachment, it was nearly impossible.. the only common color was light blue and white. So she was wearing her light blue blouse and GOSH.. she was beautiful in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is kinda lame abt the color of the clothes and craps.. but I LIKE IT.. &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Surprise 4 : "The Unpleasant Surprise"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blew it.. I was quite pek che.. coz i told her to wait for me at the bus stop not board the bus.. She tot tat i was meeting her at her place.. Haiz.. Communication problem.. I juz felt so piss off and pek che.. haiz.. dunno y i got into me.. maybe coz i really wanna be alone wif her not wanting people give us those "wat are r u doing" look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, somehow i lose my head and start to give her my point of view.. Haiz.. i think i raise my voice a little too much.. she was so sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz randomly drop down at a bus stop and look for a place to sit.. Under the block maybe.. I ask her wat's wrong wif her and suddenly she wept.. OMG~!!!! I freak out when i saw that.. I quickly hugged her and apologised to her.. goodness me.. how can i make my darling cry.. haiz.. I whisper my apology to her and continue hugging her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 mins ( i timed it.. dunno y.. juz timed it), she stopped crying.. my heart was so ache seeing her dropping her tears in front of me.. Man.. i was such a bastard.. haiz.. how bastard and unreasonable i was.. haiz.. Darling calm down and gave me a smile.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Surprise 5: "The Pleasant Surprise"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to one nearby block near the bus stop.. Guess wat we found.. haha.. we found a playground.. hehe.. Darling wanna go up there and sit.. so I smiled and followed her.. but it was wet due to the rain.. Being a stubborn lady, she insisted on sitting there and i have to give in to her.. it was really nice to have a change to rest our butt.. We are juz like kids.. remain me of our childhood.. hmmm.. anyway.. dinner was nice when i had her in my arms and sitting in a playboard.. I love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I learnt tat it is who u r wif and not where u r wif.. I'm happy to go anywhere wif my darling.. So i wanna apologise to my darling again over here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SORRY DARLING.. I LOVE U~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE END&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111275494156037350?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111275494156037350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111275494156037350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111275494156037350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111275494156037350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/surprise-or-not-surprise.html' title='` SuRpRiSe or NoT SuRpRiSe `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111258346007643713</id><published>2005-04-04T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T16:25:02.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` tHe ReTuRn oF aUnTiEs`</title><content type='html'>After a break on Friday, the aunties are back.. Imagine.. going to the office in the morning and the first thing u hear when u step into the office are those auntie voice.. wah biang~!!! damn noisy lehz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually to my finding, only Auntie 1 and Auntie 2 was here today (refer to previous blog). The rest of the gang is missing. Hmmm.. I think the rest of the gang is not that noisy as those 2 Aunties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4pm today, i heard something really stupid from them.. There was another guy which i nv see b4.. let call him Mr Lipton Tea (coz he was drinking a cup of tea).. Those aunties was so excited when they saw him coming around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 1: "Hi, Wah.. u r here today ar.."&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Tea: "Y?.." *sipping his tea.. "So how are things today?"&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 2: "Hey.. u know wat? i found out something.."&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Tea: "Hmm? Wat is tat?" *continue sipping his tea&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 2: "I realised tat the ladies can do multi tasking but the guys can't.. whahaha" * giggling.. but to me it should like a WITCH laughter....&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Tea: "Oh really.. okie.. then i supposed u can finish the work by today la? " *continue to drink his tea..&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 2: "Haha.. No la.. Slowly do lo.. haha"&lt;br /&gt;Auntie 1: "Ya lo.. haha.. Dun need so hurry la.. Still got 3 wks ma.."&lt;br /&gt;* both aunties start to their WITCH laughter again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Actually it is true.. i got to say tat as a guy.. ladies can multi task.. coz they can bitch around, gossip and work at the same time.. Opps.. no no no.. it is bitching and gossiping more than work.. hmmm.. i really wonder if they get any work done.. hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111258346007643713?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111258346007643713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111258346007643713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111258346007643713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111258346007643713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/return-of-aunties.html' title='` tHe ReTuRn oF aUnTiEs`'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111258273025972360</id><published>2005-04-03T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T10:45:30.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` ExPeNsiVe OuTiNg `</title><content type='html'>Today suppose to go to Church de.. but i woke up late.. haiz.. After tat suppose to accompany my darling go to her Fo Tang.. i'm not going coz i change my religion but mainly coz i wanna accompany her and take a look at how they conduct this religion lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't managed to go.. coz need to go and Sweep the Tomb.. I have no idea wat my Grandfather(father's side) look like.. Actually it is nothing much also la.. they go and do some prayers.. clean up the tomb and burn some incense papers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i cannot join my darling for her lesson, I meet up wif her for dinner.. Before i left, i managed to finish reading my book "Kissing me softly".. haha.. it is a long time since i have ever read finish a book.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up wif the mp3 guy and took the player back from him.. Basket.. took the player and repair so long.. if i dun call him.. i dun think he will give me back lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to the Soup Restaurant for dinner.. I aim that restaurant very long le.. each time wanna go and eat but no money.. =( We orderd the Sanshui Chicken(Best dish), Samba Kang Kong, Claypot tofu, Steam rice with chicken and mushroom and Steam rice with chicken and chinese sausage.. The food was WONDERFUL~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we did not bring enough money to pay for it.. cost us $48.10 lehz.. so ex.. so ma lu.. so bo bian.. have to rush down to withdraw money coz they dun accept NETS.. haiz.. my poor darling have to sit down there and wait for me to return.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly got urge to eat ice-cream.. haha.. went down to Cold Storage and buy Hagen-Daz.. haha.. we bought the 4 small tube in a box.. $14 dollars.. =) we got high class taste.. All in all, we spend close to $80 dollars.. coz my darling went to buy her personal things also ma.. lucky not everytime like tat ar.. if not confirm broke.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and mum ask me a shocking question..&lt;br /&gt;Mum: "Wah.. go and cut ur hair today ar.."&lt;br /&gt;Stunt~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I cut my hair like last weekend lehz.."&lt;br /&gt;Mum: "How i koe ar.. Now den i see ma.."&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. but she send me to work everyday.. maybe she dun take notice of me everyday.. i dunno.. nvm.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111258273025972360?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111258273025972360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111258273025972360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111258273025972360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111258273025972360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/expensive-outing.html' title='` ExPeNsiVe OuTiNg `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111258149616335865</id><published>2005-04-02T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T10:24:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` rOnNiE b'DaY `</title><content type='html'>Ronnie decided to celebrate his bday outside his house.. After that stupid incident (pls refer to the blog Titled "` BriDaL ShoTs`", we had to walk over to his place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual.. once all the girls meet up, they start yanking and gossiping all the way.. Not much diff from the Aunties at my office.. nvm.. Coz i got Wilson.. Seriously i have no idea wat is there so much to talk abt.. So we juz walk and dun care abt the "mobile radio"(the girls) behind.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilson and I decided to scare them.. but too bad.. only my darling got shocked.. SOrry honey.. *sayang sayang*.. Ronnies place was very crowded.. There was quite a number of ppl there.. All the people who turned up need to have a photo taken.. haha.. like Ming Sing like tat.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken dinner and start to gossip again.. gossip if ronnie and yun yun are still together, gossip abt work, discuss abt our outing, etc.. Somehow.. i really miss those days in FYPJ where we will juz go to lvl 5, play uno or poker cards and start to gossip.. those where the fun fun days.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cutting his cake and taking photos, he was taken outside and "raped" by his friends.. It was den i saw a familiar face.. it was Yvonne's friend.. hmmm.. i remembered her coz i called her "airport" b4.. but heng ar.. she dun recognise me.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiat loo is so stupid.. the question was.. "50kg of cotton and 50kg of rock, which is heavier?".. haha.. she told me 50kg of rocks.. hahah.. so stupid.. haha.. the answer is both r the same weight.. hmmmmm.. i think if i ask MeiLing, she will give me the same answer too.. =p~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilson and I was drinking Calsburg coz got no other drinks.. Den somehow, Wilson and Ronnie "ta" one can of Calsburg each.. haha.. After tat it was my turn.. haha.. I knew tat if i drink 1 can one shot, my face will go red.. haha.. but dun care la.. haha.. my bro Ronnie bday ma.. haha.. once in a while can la.. haha.. After tat my face really very red.. haha.. BUT I WAS NOT DRUNK~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the spotlight was on MeiLing after the party.. haha.. she saw a rat and she freak out.. the rat was so far away.. haha.. Jasmine made a stupid comment..&lt;br /&gt;Jas: "U r born in the yr of a Rat and yet u r scared of it"&lt;br /&gt;-_-"""&lt;br /&gt;Wilson: "Den isn't 1985 ppl r all scared of cow? haha.."&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. i wonder wat abt those who born in the yr of tiger? snake? or even worst DRAGON~!!! any of those and I will freak out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeiLing, Darling XT and I took the North East train back to the home.. So we need to go to Outram Park Interchange to change a train.. From there on, we need to go down the escalator but instead MeiLing took the escalator UP.. haha.. so blur and funny.. haha.. the worst was.. I ALSO WENT UP.. omg.. i so stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally fun and very interesting day.. haha.. all thanks to the gang n i think especially MeiLing.. haha.. u the Man.. btw.. the black color beer is not ABC Stop.. it is ABC Stout.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111258149616335865?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111258149616335865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111258149616335865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111258149616335865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111258149616335865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/ronnie-bday.html' title='` rOnNiE b&apos;DaY `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111257973169282539</id><published>2005-04-02T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T09:55:31.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` BriDaL ShoTs `</title><content type='html'>Today Ronnie celebrate his b'day.. He is 21 yrs old le.. Actually not true.. coz his actual bday is on 6th Apr. So haven't 21 yrs old yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met at Tiong Bahru MRT station at 6.30pm.. But all of them late (expected de).. So we decided to go walk walk Tiong Bahru shopping center lo.. coz darling nv go there b4 ma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk to the 1st level only den got people stop us.. wah sian.. the guy look at us den give us a very shock look.. after tat start smiling.. he wan us to go to his bridal booth to take a look at their promotion.. haiz.. this is not the first time liao le lo.. last time at Taka also like tat.. hmmm.. i think we r juz so loving and look so compatiable.. whahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this auntie keep bombing us with their product saying how gd tis deal is la, how nice la, how attractive la, blah blah blah..... After tat JiaPei and KiatLoo join us.. they also kena lehz.. haha.. but they seem to managed to settle the thing faster den us.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest managed to join us.. i quickly took my chance i got away from the booth.. haiz.. sad lehz.. so stupid one.. actually wanna walk walk lo.. end up in tat stupid booth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT~~~~~~~~~ The objective of the auntie is gd.. she wan us (especially my darling) to take some nice photo shoot when we are young.. Den 10 - 20 yrs down the road, u will koe and show ppl how nice and pretty u r when u r young.. Hmmmm.. Youth last for a very short period ar.. So treasure it hor.. haha.. BTW.. The deal is S$388.. Provide 20 photos and a free photo album.. 2 free outfit and hairstyle.. the stop is located at the top level of tanjong katong shopping centre.. (opp Paya Lebar MRT station) .. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111257973169282539?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111257973169282539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111257973169282539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111257973169282539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111257973169282539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/04/bridal-shots.html' title='` BriDaL ShoTs `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111225793884671156</id><published>2005-03-31T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T10:54:36.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Newly open Wet Market in OCBC Tower One in Tampines...`</title><content type='html'>After lunch, a group of vendors from other company came into the office. Firstly, one auntie came in with a guy from our office. Lets call him Mr watever (coz i dunno wat his name is). Her faceup was very very thick. U koe like wat? Like those TEOCHEW OPERA ACTRESS. Mr watever was told her tat she could sit here but she somehow doesn't like it. Making noise coz of the reflection from the window and she juz simply dun like it. Hmmm.. let call auntie, Auntie 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Auntie 1 was making noises, Mr watever brought another auntie here. Lets name her Auntie 2. haha.. She was like damn crappy.. She chose her seat but made so much noise coz the CPU was in the way of her placing her big bag. Mr watever helped her to shift the CPU so tat there is JUST enough space for her bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once they sat down and switch on the PC, they juz can't stop talking. MY GOODNESS.. the entire office was full of their voices and noise.. Wah.. Super noisy.. Complainting abt the keyboard, monitor very blur, the placing of the CPU, mouse got problem, Access code not valid, etc. Wah.. Cannot tahan the noise lehz.. feel like going over to give them a tight slap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saying goes "3 people make a crowd, 4 people a market." But i think 2 is enough to be a shopping mall..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, they make their way out of the office. I dunno where they have gone to but i was so relieved. After 15mins, they are back~!!!! This time they have brought their entire gang. OMG.. Now there is a total of 4 aunties and 2 uncles. Wah lao.. like in Bhagdad in IRAQ where both armies,the IRAQI and US army having a cross fire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the auntie's screenwas very blur, so she ask Mt watever. Mr watever said the monintor was quite old while trying to look for a spare monitor. Suddenly Auntie 2 made a comment. I almost knock my head against my keyboard. She said:"The weather very cold. So monitor blur blur." -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the entire gang was making noise abt everything with the computers. Haizzzz... si bei noisy ar.. Going mad.. soon.. Those aunties are very KPO too.. haiz.. Our "lao da" today went on leave.. Auntie 1 starting asking Mr watever y he was not here today.. ask if Lao da koe tat they were coming today.. Really very Ali( means noisy, naggy and kpo)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual quiet office is gone............ forever....... TILL..... THEY ARE GONE~!!! Bless the Lord i'm leaving soon.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111225793884671156?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111225793884671156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111225793884671156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111225793884671156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111225793884671156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/03/newly-open-wet-market-in-ocbc-tower.html' title='`Newly open Wet Market in OCBC Tower One in Tampines...`'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10065526.post-111225617611626917</id><published>2005-03-30T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T10:54:01.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>` My FiRsT bLoG `</title><content type='html'>This is my first entry for my Blog. If u think tat is would be gd, u r wrong~!! Today is a shit day.. argh~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to the office late again.. haha.. today i reach office around 9.30am. I had a super bad hair day.. i managed to gel up my hair but it seems tat i was too messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, we were all engaged into a conversation.....&lt;br /&gt;Pei Ting(PT) : "Hey, did u receive any letter from NTU?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Nope. I dun think so la. Coz i did not check the letter box. Y lehz?"&lt;br /&gt;PT: "Oh... Coz Crystal received her letter ma."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Wah.. Really ar?! Hey Crystal, Wat course have they place u?"&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was one of her first choice.. Like Biotech or bioscience or something like tat...&lt;br /&gt;Crystal: "Hmmmm.. Pyschology lo....."&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked..........................&lt;br /&gt;Isn't tat the course i wanted to go in??? OMG.. i think i no hope liao le.. haiz.. Game over..&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh.. That is gd ma.. I wanted to go to the course lehz.. u so smart can go in.... So r u intending to study tis course anot?"&lt;br /&gt;Crystal: "Hmmm.. i dunno lehz.. still thinking lo.. Actually i wanna go to NUS not NTU one.. But see first la.."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ohh.. okok lo.. "&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart i was already too sad.. haiz.. she was one of the top 5%.. me is the middle avg student.. haiz.. no hope lo...&lt;br /&gt;Crystal: "Dun worry la.. u still got chance la.. maybe haven send u the letter lehz.. if not can try nx yr la.. anyway u still need to go to army ma.."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yup.. Hope so lo.. if not den no choice lo.. who ask me so stupid.. hahaha.."&lt;br /&gt;Oppss.. I'm actually laugh at myself??? How stupid can tat be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head back to do my work but i have really no mood at all.. Juz do for the sake of doing it.. i know i cannot complete by the deadline which is Friday.. haiz.. dun care la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much better coming back from lunch coz we went to play billiard.. hahaha.. take 1.5hr lunch break.. haha.. dun care la.. haha.. kena caught den see how lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shit came along. Suddenly Song Ming(3rd in charge) came to look for me saying tat i do the wrong way.. Den i said something shitty : "Wah.. chu new pattern sia.." OMG.. his face was black..&lt;br /&gt;Another conversation....... :&lt;br /&gt;Song Ming(SM) : "I told u yst to place the test scripts into the Central Despositary. Not created a folder in the website (top secret application)."&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Huh? I thought u say put in the folder?"&lt;br /&gt;SM : "No!! So tis there a problem?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Ehhh.. coz i link all the scripts to the folder le.."&lt;br /&gt;SM : "Juz drag and pull the scripts into the selected folders la.. So wat is the big problem?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Can be done ar?"&lt;br /&gt;SM : "Y not???"&lt;br /&gt;I knew it cannot be done so simple lo.. wat the hell.. i kena tis F**Ked up problem b4 lo.. i know cannot lo.. the path is stated there lo..&lt;br /&gt;Song Ming juz walk off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like super pissed off man.. haiz.. we have juz shifted the test scripts into the webby and now u telling me tat i did wrongly.. wah.. PEK CHE AR~!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came back and ask me to follow him to the Administrator, Ahbika (Indian Lady).. She told us tat "It can be done~~~"(tat is her fav quote) .. I told her tat i have face the similar problem when i saving in the local machine and it cannot work when i change the folder.. She stated tat on the local machine and on the webby is different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. How come i'm listening to those crap of their's? I knew this problem coz i have f*#king faced it b4.. Fine.. So i went back to my com and test it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like i was right.. the script cannot even work.. well.. she tried and tried and tried but all in vain.. it still cannot work.. When we moved it back to the original folder, it can work.. She somehow managed to figure it out and explain the problem.. Well, I knew the problem.. so give me the solution.. if not i have to redo the damn thing AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She have no solution.. coz the current version does not change the path automatic.. haiz.. den no choice lo.. have to redo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst shit was to come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed back to redo them.. But somehow it cannot save~!!!! Diaoooooo.... Wah.. Super pek che.. dunno wat is wrong wif the database.. Feel like smacking the stupid com.. haiz.. I give up la.. got problem.. so i juz dun care.. give this crappy piece of technology junk a break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness i meet my darling after tat.. she made me forgot abt the stupid problem in the office.. Thanks Honey..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10065526-111225617611626917?l=xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/feeds/111225617611626917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10065526&amp;postID=111225617611626917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111225617611626917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10065526/posts/default/111225617611626917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoyangyang.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-first-blog.html' title='` My FiRsT bLoG `'/><author><name>salty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715363337581313412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
