<?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-8376493</id><updated>2011-08-31T23:18:59.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad cann i sae...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>471</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1410875516046943464</id><published>2011-06-18T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T00:53:05.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lets talk about local drama or something? &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R1XLaAlXjTU/TfzW4z6-VTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/hv9y_KaUmOI/s320/15.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619602706550117682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im currently watching this. C.L.I.F&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Storyline. Well, typical. But the good thing is, it wasnt as commercial as I thought. But the first episode was. Shut me off at first. None of the case requires any brain storming. nothing too in depth, nothing too complicated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scripting was so-so. well, cant blame. lots of SPF facts got to be thrown into the dialogues...in Chinese. I guess we are just too used to technical jargons in English, thats why the actors and actress were really stiff with their words, let alone those English speakers. there's a lot of times when when actors/actresses got to do ADR, I'll just go sighing. Really felt a little embarrassed with our Mandarin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Storyboard...not bad? I can say. The way they introduce the different devisions of SPF and the collaboration and stuff to the audiences. At least, people like me with zero knowledge with our police-crest people will go "oh I see~" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BGM, hmm... local drama had a little breakthrough on BGM composition and selection. the opening song was not too bad. solemn and serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acting, uh huh. just personal opinion, no offense to any individual. I think Qi Yi Wu, Elvin Ng, Andie Chen and Romeo Tan did pretty well in their portrayal. Especially Elvin Ng. Though I think he still needs a bit of voice training, the way he played his role kind of reflect on one of my NPC friend. there are really people out there who find NPC sian but still take pride when they are in uniform. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was told that Romeo Tan is a newbie. is he? not sure. rarely catch local dramas. To me, everybody feels new to me. Except for Tay ping hui, Chen Tai Ming and some other veteran actors. If Romeo Tan is a newbie, then I think he really has got the potential. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt mention about Tay Ping Hui's acting is because he always give me the image that he's acting Tay Ping Hui and not Zhong Yi Da. That identity is too strong. is that the reason why he never gets best actor award?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before concluding, I just want to express my 2 cents thoughts with local productions. Local production is something I very much would like to show my support to. but...hais... many times, I dont know why the slots are all filled up by taiwanese shows, be it variety shows or dramas. Local variety shows are all about food, travelling, sometimes a bit of fashion and rarely with unique themes. nothing else? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Local dramas heavily themed and localized with aunties doing some soap operas. hais... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1410875516046943464?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1410875516046943464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1410875516046943464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1410875516046943464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1410875516046943464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/06/lets-talk-about-local-drama-or.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R1XLaAlXjTU/TfzW4z6-VTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/hv9y_KaUmOI/s72-c/15.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1237559546493108125</id><published>2011-06-03T12:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:33:44.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;im really into pasta these days. PAAAASSSTAAAAAAAAAAAAA~! Beef bolognese is the common one and its my favourite!!!&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6bqZEbSqPA/TehjZ1voMxI/AAAAAAAAAak/WPJAZwCzZfM/s320/beef_bolognaise_sauce.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 191px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613846231092048658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure whats the crave for it. I just never get sick of it. more pasta today? hmm...if my pocket allows. LOLS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of days ago, 28th May to be exact, had a good dinner with my whole family. come to think about it, the last time we had a meal together was about 2 or 3 years back. thats sad, really. that day was my lao pa and lao ma's 20+th anniversary.... sorry, i cant remember years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow when your kins are too close to you, you tend to overlook at the most important detail. anyway, we had dinner, but the mist was a little stiff; we dont really know what to talk about at first. but the good thing is, im good with moments like this! LOLS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what i told everybody - open up to them and they will open up to you (it depends actually) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opened up to whatever things that happened in work, with friends and other things. they are my family, of course they opened up with me after that. thats what family are for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess we should organise more family dinners like this. doing another shot on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm....father's day? maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya, today is Norman's 21st birthday!!!! too bad, he's in Germany now...  make sure you have a memorable birthday there!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1237559546493108125?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1237559546493108125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1237559546493108125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1237559546493108125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1237559546493108125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-really-into-pasta-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6bqZEbSqPA/TehjZ1voMxI/AAAAAAAAAak/WPJAZwCzZfM/s72-c/beef_bolognaise_sauce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8744922390464999185</id><published>2011-05-27T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T01:14:58.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG~! Im so sorry that I abandoned you for the past 2 months!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's birthday was pretty special. Well, its my 21st big day. no party, no supper but alot of CAKES!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont usually celebrate birthday. dont actually celebrate to be exact. But big appreciation for people who celebrated it for me. Thanks a million! I have been saying thanks to a lot of people today... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reason why I dont like celebration is because...okay lah, its embarrassing? not really used to being in the limelight, maybe? might be the reason why I wanted to avoid it as much as possible. appreciation to people who wished me....facebook, sms, calls, meal...oh yah...CAKES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the reason why its special because I received 51/2 cakes today!!! and I mean 5 whole cakes (big ones) and one self baked cheese cake. literally celebrated 5 times with different groups of people.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im 5 years older in just 1 day! LOLS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im no good with cakes, seriously. dislike is one of the reason. its DISLIKE, I dont HATE it. However, my digestive system just cant accept them anyhow, anyway. not sure why. ran straight to the toilet right after I reached home. even went once earlier in Claire's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celebrating again, probably with family, this coming sunday together with my parents anniversary. 28 May is their 22/3th anniversary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know May and June is cramping with birthdays. A huge bunch of peeps out there celebrating their birthdays. HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEOPLE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8744922390464999185?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8744922390464999185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8744922390464999185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8744922390464999185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8744922390464999185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/05/omg-im-so-sorry-that-i-abandoned-you.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-335901919597560606</id><published>2011-03-31T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T00:22:40.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MLB opening day tomorrow~! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant believe ive waited 6months for baseball match. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;baseball fan out there~~~~!!!! anyone~~~??!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel quite lonely to watch it myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, spent a week slacking. Japan trip is ruined. so this week is a no-plan-week. took leave but I cant cancel with without my supervisor's permit. hes somewhere in Thailand anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More if more freelance project for me to handle, I might seriously consider quitting the day job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work~ Study~ Freelance~ BASEBALL!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-335901919597560606?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/335901919597560606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=335901919597560606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/335901919597560606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/335901919597560606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/03/mlb-opening-day-tomorrow-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1984444105053714639</id><published>2011-03-16T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T00:31:39.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Canceled the trip. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel quite impacted on this great calamity. Because its Japan? maybe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be donating my trip money after settling all the cancellations. not much though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyday is worrying, especially during work. Like earlier, Shizuoka prefecture, one of my colleague's hometown, was attacked by a magnitude 6.0 earthquake. worrying~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bless Japan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1984444105053714639?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1984444105053714639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1984444105053714639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1984444105053714639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1984444105053714639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/03/canceled-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8164532936817875572</id><published>2011-03-13T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:11:24.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first post with my new laptop! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not feeling that happy now. i'll be travelling to Japan on the 25th of March. good timing huh. Everything booked, bought, prepared... well, theres always this saying that expected the unexpected. this 8.9 magnitude earthquake is a little too "unexpected" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to go or not to go....thats a question. my main motive is not to go play and enjoy...its just part of plan. main thing is to go for school visit. totally lost the mood to enjoy life in japan seeing such disastrous scene. rather donate the money to the needs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8164532936817875572?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8164532936817875572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8164532936817875572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8164532936817875572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8164532936817875572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-first-post-with-my-new-laptop-not.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2653285327716637427</id><published>2011-03-06T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:31:37.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm... Was told that I have about 2 very obvious habits that I will do it subconsciously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "serious?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I exclaim alot huh. "serious?!" just somehow becomes my pet phrase. Even when I was speaking in Japanese, this word just kind of blurt out naturally. Anyway, "serious?!" in japanese is "マジで(majide)?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I was told by a 3rd party about this habit. In estimation, this "serious?!" appears every least 3 times in every conversation I participated in. Whoa~ that's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If I got a pen or pencil, almost 100% of the time I would be spinning it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was told about it, the first thing that came across my mind is...."serious?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yup, now I admit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been doing this spinning thing for my entire school life... Almost, maybe.  Since primary school I think? Very vague memories on how I started it, but I've been doing it for about 10years is a fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a pro-spinner, do know some not-that-high-end-tricks though. Never really tried learning it in the deliberate way, just that as you spin and spin, you're get the hang of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habits...scary human nature. Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like blogging about it is because I'm currently study about this habit thing. It turned out quite interesting... And kind of scary too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more days to new laptop!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2653285327716637427?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2653285327716637427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2653285327716637427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2653285327716637427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2653285327716637427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/03/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-4738877555382584038</id><published>2011-03-03T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T15:03:30.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bought LAPTOP!!!! Finally bought one. FINALLY~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laptop-less life began on last year September and finally I can bid those days goodbye....soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, even though I paid and bought it, the real thing hasn't arrive. The new MacBook pro 2011 is the one I'm talking about. If I'm living in the States, I may be already using it. BUT! Apparently Singapore hasn't gain approval from the agency. You haven't see it in sg market because the approval is still pending. I'll get mine only on the 15th Mar!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking long wait isn't it?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without laptop, or even a basic computer, I can't do what I want! Can't learn new softwares, can't even blush up what I've already learnt. Argh~ kind of feel that I'm trap in some forsaken time holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm seriously down with financial difficulty. Laptop+traveling. Great goodness. Why am I crashing this two things together?! It feels scary to have $0 in your bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for entrance exam now. OMG~ horrendous! Especially for maths!!! I proudly showed off that I got A1 and now, That A1 is a joke to me. Forgotten literally everything, and anything! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been doing maths for 5 years. Working back on it is tedious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, strive for your best the the policy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4738877555382584038?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4738877555382584038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4738877555382584038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4738877555382584038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4738877555382584038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/03/bought-laptop-finally-bought-one.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6422772847751664658</id><published>2011-02-17T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T12:08:33.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently cause a some stir in Facebook. XD. Well, I'm not a very active Facebook people but what I did makes me understood the power of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged my very first wall photo; my primary 5/6 class photo! About 35 were tagged. The rest of the 3, We can't find them on Facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all of them responded though. Especially the army boys. Sigh~ where are you guys?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, To me, you guys were part of my life. Some still are. Didn't feel good when we just bypass each other when we bumped on the street. Want to bring back friends that drifted too far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6422772847751664658?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6422772847751664658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6422772847751664658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6422772847751664658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6422772847751664658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/02/recently-cause-some-stir-in-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1266596054045630199</id><published>2011-01-14T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:32:41.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awfully dumped my blog. Still laptop/desktop-less. MacBook, please hurry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about local tv production company, I think Threesixzero production deserve an applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Secret Garden (Singapore). Every episode drives me to crave for more ( partly because it's a one-episode-per-week drama).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes with local dramas, it always turn my off. Blockbuster? Magnificent cast? That's not the selling point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secret Garden is neither both. It's the plot and script that caught me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of synopsis just in case you are wondering what am I talking about. Secret garden, unlike the Korean version one, talks about dealing with mental and psychological issues on different individuals. What drives the ignition of these issues and illness, and how to overcome it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting part of the story is during the explanation on these, for example, depression and split personality causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are lots of super chim terminology. But good illustration visuals and metaphors are used. Every episode is just a lesson learnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is actors also play an important part in bringing life to the story, let alone the script. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local drama lacks this ability, I guess. I'm enough with soap operas. Singapore living style might be the stand out point in local dramas, but don't overdo it. Or rather, I'm enough with this no-moral thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that some people might say I'm just a nobody, no rights to say. Or "if you are that good, go write the script lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I'm given the chance I seriously would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Just a bit of my 2 cents thoughts, Yvonne and the Taiwanese actor is doing good, but Paige's acting is still a bit rigid.  Well, still room for improvement, no doubt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1266596054045630199?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1266596054045630199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1266596054045630199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1266596054045630199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1266596054045630199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2011/01/awfully-dumped-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-928398694200465755</id><published>2010-12-04T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T01:00:40.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im wagering on something rather....how do i put it... something that Im only given a chance. If I fail, that goes everything. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An examination is coming up... two days from now. scared to death... really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;making things worse, i just cant concentrate AT ALL. Im addicted to something. not those game addicts or whatsoever, its as good as a drug addict. the withdrawal is driving me nuts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hereby, deeply apologize to people whom I always nag at them to quit smoking. aint easy at all. Now I understand.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I cut myself off the social networking world for some times already.  Havent been updated with peeps around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to know that Mei Juan quit school again only recently. Okay, not gonna say anything like "why quit school again?!" that kind of thing. I still feel that a diploma serve a security for future though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, its all about living your life to the fullest. For now, I really enjoy looking forward to overseas studies, enjoy reading that big pile of books that I bought recently(cost me about $200++ anyway), enjoy writing, enjoy playing piano, enjoy good stories, enjoy driving, enjoy working (err...not really), enjoy studying Japanese, enjoy making use of my life so much.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, too much enjoyment is costly too. guess I should make some sacrifices in order to balance out my finance and enjoyment.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for Mei Juan, just dont regret your choice. there are things that if you dont do it now, you might never get to do it again. school life is short and plays the most memorable part of your life. you can work for the rest of your life. good luck anyway.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-928398694200465755?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/928398694200465755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=928398694200465755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/928398694200465755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/928398694200465755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-wagering-on-something-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8492786862287587416</id><published>2010-10-30T01:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T01:54:56.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TMsKMBrUw-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/3A7YxvmQgdw/s1600/germany1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TMsKMBrUw-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/3A7YxvmQgdw/s320/germany1.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533527768879645666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of learnt this fact earlier today. I dont know how many people know about this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently after WWI, Germany had to compensate to the ones who suffered from the loss. And the fact is, earlier this month, 3rd Oct 2010, during the celebration of the 20th anniversary merger, Germany had finally cleared its/his/her debt. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paid their last check to the France government with an amount of &lt;b&gt;687 million&lt;/b&gt; euros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine that, they spent &lt;b&gt;92 years&lt;/b&gt; to clear &lt;b&gt;ALL &lt;/b&gt;their debt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine that, how many money they had to pay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine that, they agreed to pay a total of &lt;b&gt;7000, 000, 000, 000 euros&lt;/b&gt; (sorry, im just trying to make the figure looks big. 700 billion euro) back in 1921. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine that 1 euro back in the 20s was 200 dollars? (i dont know the money value back then so...err...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, I consider this figure....heavenly? haha. Its take about 20 Bill Gates to pay for it. 92 years worth of debt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;======================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;year end = lots of tests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is...i consider good thing to me? Just want to get all these over and focus on finding a full-time job. Save more money for overseas study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8492786862287587416?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8492786862287587416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8492786862287587416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8492786862287587416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8492786862287587416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/10/kind-of-learnt-this-fact-earlier-today.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TMsKMBrUw-I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/3A7YxvmQgdw/s72-c/germany1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3950948032902493390</id><published>2010-10-12T10:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:24:22.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My last post for baseball of the year. Atlanta Braves just ended their final game of the post season division series. Good play, warriors! Im officially a die-hard Braves fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SF Giants did a good job too. Brilliant defense. lots of breath taking moments. Trash the Phillies, Giants! make yourself the best rival for Braves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braves's manager, Bobby Cox officially retires after this season. Age 69, 18 years as a baseball player and 25 years of commitment in managing the Braves, Thanks Bobby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.bleacherreport.net/images_root/slides/photos/000/382/218/98619731_display_image.jpg?1283869890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TLPRfpW1iOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/c22luIbvS8g/s320/bobby-cox-ejected.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526991509321517282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bobby Cox ejected by the umpire during the last game with the Phillies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bobby was interviewed after the game. When he was asked what would he do as a no-longer-manager after his retirement, he had a long pause. Not knowing what to do other than spending more times with his family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean when someone committed himself in one thing ( in this case, its baseball) for almost 50 years, he definitely feel a huge sense of lost...at least i feel so. Well, ask anyone around the world; how many people can actually spend half a decade of their life in just one thng? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TLPYzZGHtMI/AAAAAAAAAZo/DG6hhdj9gKE/s400/atlanta_braves_primary2-full.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526999545135215810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braves, full of "casualties" during coming of the end of the season. Did they pushed themselves too hard or what? Injury cases never stop. The "leftovers" playing in the rest of the post-season were not doing very good. The dugout did not had enough healthy players left to back the regulars up. Errors became inevitable. They were just too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atlanta Braves had the most numbers of errors during the post-season I guess. And I admit, they are not very good defenders as compared to the Giants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets talk about my favourite player!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TLPa6baK8zI/AAAAAAAAAZw/604wGEYWRws/s400/brian-mccann.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527001865038525234" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brian McCann, 26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Position: catcher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love: Baseball, his wife, dogs(see the way he carries his dogs around)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said, catcher is always one of my fave roles in baseball. I dont know why. Liked Victor Martinez, who is also a catcher, from Boston Red Sox previously. Brian had a solo homerun an hour ago with the Giants. Tied the game at first. Real all-time best hitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; in the National League. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TLPdz-O2UMI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/lJSgnC3z2Zg/s400/slideshow_344492_mccannsigns.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527005052662075586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brian with the Kids! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TLPd0NaInNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/c5aJKXj02P4/s400/1361772746_13ad0a6e20_z.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527005056735943890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He definitely looks like a 26 without his beard. This shot was taken a couple of years back I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To conclude before I end this. Baseball became my favourite sports a couple of years ago, though I never get to play it in my life. I cant explain the thrill of it through words, nobody can understand. You got to feel it and watch it yourself. Im posting this probably just to satisfy myself. I dont care if no one reads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends had described baseball as just like golf. Well, I dont understand the fun of it, I admit. But at least I know the glory behind every hit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3950948032902493390?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3950948032902493390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3950948032902493390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3950948032902493390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3950948032902493390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-last-post-for-baseball-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TLPRfpW1iOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/c22luIbvS8g/s72-c/bobby-cox-ejected.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2773392313097999813</id><published>2010-10-03T02:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T02:19:40.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im getting my paycheck....very very very soon!!!! WOOT. worked for 3 months... poorest life I've ever led. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna quit this current job actually. Getting paid only after the project has ended is no joke. What if my next project is on this duration of 6months or 1 year? SIAO! no way, I tell you. Anyway, I hereby thank 2 husbands for supporting me. lols. Norman and ZiShan. lols. Will return you guys the money when I receive my paycheck. Without you guys, I might die of hunger somewhere on the street... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surf a bit of facebook earlier. Well, rare for me. just not really in this facebook thing anymore. consecutive 3 days of singing session is really really too much for me. not the singing part, but the money! how much money have I donated to K-sessions all along? couple of thousands maybe. considering that I have 5 groups of singing mates. OMG~ I NEED MORE MAHJONG MATES!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baseball time! final 2 games of the season. GO BRAVES! please make it to the wildcard~!!!!! huge urge is driving me to go America to see you in the post season! WOOT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2773392313097999813?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2773392313097999813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2773392313097999813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2773392313097999813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2773392313097999813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-getting-my-paycheck.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5325637110123508924</id><published>2010-09-30T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T01:14:11.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;was with Zishan for her SIA recruitment a couple of days ago. Interview was held in Gand Hyatt hotel and it was WOW! amazing lot of people! Exact figure...not sure. 1500+ according to Zishan. She manage to get through on the first day. Everybody thought it was a miracle. Seriously, she don't have the strong urge to be a cabin crew thats why the tension during the interview was not there. Guess she pulled through because of that. Anyway, this is my first time seeing so many pretty girls in one place in my life...haha, a bit exaggerating. But these girls can really do make up! Bad things is... guys wise... there aint many eye candies to look out for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;According to her, only about 300 passed the first one. If you calculate it, its only approx 1/4 who got through, including Zishan. Haha, Zishan said the panels didnt want "pretty ones"... hmmm...Zishan, are you implying that you aint pretty thats why you got through? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quite true though. My experiences with Singapore Girls (sorry, Boys too) tell quite a lot. the judges want inner beauty rather going for a vase (harsh a bit, bimbo). If you want to be a flight cabin crew, tell yourself, during a real putting-your-life-at-stake emergency, are you the one crying for help or the one helping other? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess the real test came in after the first round. She tensed up, I guess. Underperformed and... didnt get through. OMG, I just swore that if she didnt get through, I will accompany her for the next recruit...... ....... Zishan, please forget about it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but anyway, im always quite curious about who is the designer of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sarong Kebaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; uniform... well, the uniform is iconic but... doesnt appeal me alot. I mean... if you compare the malaysia airline cabin crew uniform and SIA, dont you find that it really look alike? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the sarong thing originated from malay. so, theoretically it is not wrong that Malaysia airline should inherit the style. As for SIA... since it has become an icon, changing it....like what everybody is saying, its like taking away our Merlion... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so, instead of changing the design...why not enhance (or alter, call it whatever you want) it? Airline companies change their uniform...though not regularly, but changing it for a better... err... actually not. the westerned-suit-uniform is still largely seen in many many airlines. sorry, im contradicting myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Plus, because of the Kebaya, Singapore Girls stand out. But what about the Singapore Boys? they are really poor things. They do their job as good as the girls but not well credited. Why? Partly because of not being the icon too. so...the uniform's fault? Why not have the uniform altered in a way both Boys and Girls can be iconic in a beautiful way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://airlineworld.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/malaysia_airlines03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Malaysia Airline... similar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://airlineworld.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/delta_03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Delta Air! The new design which appeal me a lot....though still lacking a bit of identity, it brings out the crew's charisma to the max. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.gadling.com/media/2008/06/air-france.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSb6CNRm3Bo6-zLB0LU6BVdxA3M_ldAo6YSS0SDCetfwDsGo8A&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__1aoUjZP2zxL-6oKZS9kHcoAyMZw=" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Air France? yes, still the best design, i thought. Simple, Smart and Sleek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmm... should I say this now? okay, since its my blog. I have the right to say whatever I want...in a responsible way, right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There it goes. I had a few flight experience with SIA. They were all pleasant ones except for my last trip back from Japan. Did the service downgraded or what? Claire said it was the nastiest service she had ever encountered with flight crews. One of the cabin girl who was in-charge of our row was the bad one. super "black" face throughout, as though we owed her $1 million. Scalded me with the tong when I received the towel (I know its accidentally, but pain leh). PLUS! she spoke Singlish! OMG...Singlish is not something to be proud of to start with. I heard that your English should be abrove managable level...at least in terms of conversing if you want to be part of the flying team. How can you be speaking singlish to us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Remembered she asked us to "wait huh, I'll come back to you" when we requested for water. We didnt speak to her in singlish to start with anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In conclusion, I can only say that she was way too tired through out the flying... but this is not an excuse for a pro. The smoking case too. still all over the web, debating whether smoking (in uniform) is right or wrong. Well, even though there is no rule saying that Singapore Girls cant smoke in public...but since someone bought up, even if its not wrong, does it serve some meaning upon doing some reflection on the image? After all, this ain't something to be debatable about. imagine doctor/nurse the "white uniform angels", smoking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5325637110123508924?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5325637110123508924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5325637110123508924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5325637110123508924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5325637110123508924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/09/was-with-zishan-for-her-sia-recruitment_30.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8022823813674557589</id><published>2010-09-10T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:53:32.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got this request from Suhana... hmm... she wanted me to do something to this blog...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doing some fan blogging. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do i look that free? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldnt mind doing...since I "look" free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;check this out!  &lt;a href="http://i-love-summer.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://i-love-summer.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8022823813674557589?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8022823813674557589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8022823813674557589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8022823813674557589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8022823813674557589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/09/got-this-request-from-suhana.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-15950214549392608</id><published>2010-09-09T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:40:53.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bought the latest ipod touch. FINALLY~ life without ipod for 6months and FINALLY~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still not happy yet. will not be getting it until the 17th September. WTH! 10days!!!!~ mind you.... and~ ahem...the moment i clicked on the "check out now", bought it online anyway, i just spent away the rest of the September expenses. WOOT! let see... 3 cup noodles, 1 dozen of instants, 5 dont-know-what canned food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, forget about my poverty life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCREW YOU~ JAPANESE YEN!!!!!!!!!!!! I might not be able to go according to my plan. just checked out the exchange rate. japanese yen is rising in a very very scary rate. if it continue to rise in this scary way, i can really bid my overseas studies goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, after buying my laptop, no more indulgence *cross on the chest* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting a Macbook pro soon. indeed, viewing at the specs and whatever, it seem quite overpriced. but i like that fact that i'll be able to use 2 kind of OSs in a notebook. my perfect notebook too in terms of appearance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baseball at 7.00am tomorrow. SLEEP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-15950214549392608?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/15950214549392608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=15950214549392608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/15950214549392608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/15950214549392608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/09/bought-latest-ipod-touch.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1481712781316861044</id><published>2010-08-28T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T01:02:35.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Batam tomorrow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hais...penniless me going to Batam... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;not alone of course. like my previous post said. people around me are leading some quite difficult lives and they wanted a short break. Batam to them aint expensive. but for me...hais.... ferry....hotel...food...hais.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;next month will be even tighter. gonna get a new laptop soon. laptop-less life is lifeless. well, i got all (almost) my updates, news and entertainment through internet. feel empty without them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh, im using desktop now. laptop just died completely the day before yesterday. my this vaio laptop struggled a year of severe malfunction and finally...it retired and rested in peace. you were my good companion for the past 3 years.... sob... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cant watch baseball is even more miserable......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1481712781316861044?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1481712781316861044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1481712781316861044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1481712781316861044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1481712781316861044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/08/batam-tomorrow-hais.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3382369383663156808</id><published>2010-08-25T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T00:34:29.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;having huge problem with Photoshop CS5 extended and Illustrator with my laptop. huge turbo shutdown whenever i launch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;well, not just that... cant open any other softwares whenever im on 3Ds Max. took up too much RAM. current PC processor sucks alot. yah, i know...forever evolving PC world... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;heres the thought: im planning to get another laptop. Mac book... Parallel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;might be getting a Mac book... Mac book Pro is overpriced... but got better processor.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ARGH~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;but the huge-er problem is money. hais... nothing comes true without money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;anw, am I the only one feeling relax about working? ermmm....well, my only vexing problem is about money. not earning enough. hais... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;receiving a lot of "bitter water" from quite a lot of people from various working backgrounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;problems are never ending.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and~ calling all designers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://positive-posters.com/wp-content/blogs.dir/10/files/submission/2211/positive%20poster-350x495.jpg" alt="Smile" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(74, 74, 74); line-height: 22px; font-family:'Lucida Sans', Lucida, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p size="10pt" color="initial" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- text-align: justify;  "&gt;Positive Posters is an international poster design competition that aims to use graphic design to help people. In 2009, we bill postered over 3,500 prints of the winning poster in Melbourne, Australia, in the hope that it would make people smile a bit more. It worked. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2010 competition is now open for submission. This year’s theme is, "A Glass Half Full." Positive Posters gives designers the opportunity to contribute socially responsible design in a platform that actually reaches out and connects with the wider community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 class="black" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 18px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Eligibility&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p size="10pt" color="initial" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- text-align: justify;  "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive Posters is an international competition, open to everyone and is free to enter. Only one entry per competition is permitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 class="black" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 18px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Prize&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to over 3,500 prints of the winning poster in city streets, the winner will also receive Adobe CS5, Wacom Intuos 4 Tablet, IdN Magazine Feature article and Subscription, Pantone Colour Bridge, Spook Mag Subscription and a Keep Cup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 30px;  font-size:12px;"&gt;Deadline:  September 10, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 30px;font-size:12px;"&gt;for more information, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  line-height: normal;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.graphiccompetitions.com/jump.php?contest=positive-posters-2010"&gt;http://www.graphiccompetitions.com/jump.php?contest=positive-posters-2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3382369383663156808?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3382369383663156808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3382369383663156808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3382369383663156808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3382369383663156808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/08/having-huge-problem-with-photoshop-cs5.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8048968403848713477</id><published>2010-08-13T14:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:44:04.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>having fun with 3Ds Max now. hais...why arent we taught this in school?!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its kind of hard to pick up on my own in the first place...but, well, im a fast learner! no sweat. XD just kidding. 3ds Max aint that alien as i thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but im not really doing buildings but cars. simple yet complicated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;learning another software soon, the audio one + a video one. still coming on the way... ...audio software is a brand new platform. really alien. guess i need to familiarize with the terminology first.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the way i go, seem like im better in picking up media software... why? not sure. maybe the interest is there or what. its fun to learn new things everyday. but learning on my own is a pain. super lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yup yup, had a freelance (err, not really) job. doing a brand design for a trading company. what i mean by not really is, im actually selected together with some others, to do the design but i wont be paid until my design gets selected. means, if im eliminated somewhere during the selection, i get nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats part of the reason why im working part-time now. more free time to gain more exposure + a bit of income. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8048968403848713477?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8048968403848713477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8048968403848713477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8048968403848713477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8048968403848713477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/08/having-fun-with-3ds-max-now.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8784746014257554622</id><published>2010-08-10T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T12:53:27.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay okay okay... before i head for work, theres something i really need to report. ITS ONCE IN A LIFETIME THING AND I DONT WANNA MISS IT. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TIME: 1238, 10 AUGUST 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY BROTHER WHO HAS NEVER DO ANY HOUSEWORK IN HIS LIFE, IS WASHING THE DISHES!!!!! WAOOOOOWAAAAAAAAAA!!!! FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO, wait. i should have check if hes down on any fever or what. OMG. no one asked him to, he volunteered himself. okay, people. bet anything you want! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not as if hes just washing 1,2 plates but A MOUNTAIN OF IT!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mum just kind of lazy to clear the basin today (because theres too too many to wash) and casually asked bro to do it.  super casual kind. well, she just ask for the sake of asking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there my bro is doing now. maybe hes turning from boy to a real man? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh shuck! late for work~!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8784746014257554622?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8784746014257554622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8784746014257554622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8784746014257554622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8784746014257554622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay-okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8858826554287269257</id><published>2010-08-08T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:49:16.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Good things always come to an end"　&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;consider this something i hate most in my life. and in contrary, we always have this circulate around our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing philosophical here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happened to just finished reading one of my favourite novelist's novel. spent the last 10hours reading the last 2 vols. shoulders aching now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt quite sucks after finishing it. i dont mean the story, its the feeling sucks alot. well, the feeling goes the same whenever im on any story. the end-of-story feeling just sucks alot, no matter how good or how bad the endings are. that sort of emptiness is terrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good stories are worse, of course. cliffhangers are worst out of anything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that novel i just finished was a big cliffhanger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, for your information it stopped serializing since 1994 and i was like 4? came across her titles during 2005, 10 years after her serialization stopped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so why do i need to wait for 5 years? well, back then i was reading vol 1-8. during the mist, there were rumours about her reworking on this title. it was 2007 then when the rumours were spreading. vol 9 and 10 serve like a epilogue kind of thing. so, i just waited. her other titles kept me going till now. its 2010 now. no factual news at all. i gave up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel really horrible after finishing everything. its like a....err....when your boyfriend/girlfriend broke up with you? not sure about the feeling but something like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, tomorrow is National Day? god damn...i'll be honest. i forgot. i was about to click on the "publish post", thats when i see the date and time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life with too much indulgence isnt a very healthy huh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8858826554287269257?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8858826554287269257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8858826554287269257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8858826554287269257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8858826554287269257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-things-always-come-to-end-consider.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2900949850978226255</id><published>2010-08-04T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:39:24.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super foul mood now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dropped $5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;$5! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how important 5bucks is to me right now and you are playing with me. not blaming anyone. the person who carelessly lost it should bear the pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hais... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, hardly made it to my lala land last night. there was a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;  XIAO QIANG &lt;/span&gt;which came visiting my house last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;WHAT THE?!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, xiao qiang is one of the few strong arch enemies i recogonised. if i could, i would really want to avoid fighting with it as much as possible. dont wanna see any bloodshed, you see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough of messing around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a good information concluded. Mr Qiang belongs to my neighbour. they were doing some painting of the house last night. maybe Mr Qiang just couldnt stand the condensed smell of the paint? thats why it took shelter at my house? hmm...possible... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;niegbour, please look out for the "Odour-less" paint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2900949850978226255?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2900949850978226255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2900949850978226255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2900949850978226255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2900949850978226255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/08/super-foul-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5349955244247897240</id><published>2010-08-03T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T01:46:52.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm... no baseball talking today since it already became something routine (in my life). lols. get up every morning at 6.30am for live matches. just another month before the season ends. Alanta Braves, please win the division title~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, seriously, no more baseball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, during some regular gatherings, was pointed out that "Jasmine can be a commentator." lols. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REALLY?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of my few million childhood dreams actually; to be a (sports) commentator some day. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, someone pointed out shows that i got the potential right????? ????? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but think about it.... have you heard of any female commentary before???? i havent heard one in my life yet though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, a dream is just meant to be a dream. its too impossible to be one. not to even speak about baseball commentator. sport commentators are usually meant for the retired players. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end of one dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some updates on what i living like now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still enjoying life? probably... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently in the threshold of what exactly i want to do for rest of my life. this time, its audio. another one dream out of the million. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;self-studying now and working part time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more (environment) design, i can almost swear. therefore havent been touching anything related since graduation. but my dear Geraldine broke the oath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;touched on cad-ing technics for her sake. and surprisingly, i was able to remember every single thing, every single detail. XD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Inception&lt;/span&gt; a few days ago with Ger. for god's sake, how can i miss Leo's movie? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rating; good and no good. depth and no depth. Ger gave very positive reviews.  im not really buying it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leo's acting was as usual, highly admirable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;concept was good, storyboarding was not so good. screenplay was not so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the movie seems deep. but not at all. my greatest disappointment. or it will be greatest movie of the year, i swear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, after all talking about "inception" and "dream" is not about mere talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess the director focused too much on the "layering" part of the story. dream in a dream in a dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ending was a good one. really loved the idea of the "totem" thing. the one Dom use to spin around with. the close-up of the spinning top "totem" is a cliffhanger. love it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5349955244247897240?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5349955244247897240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5349955244247897240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5349955244247897240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5349955244247897240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2848534782455914595</id><published>2010-07-15T02:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T03:36:30.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hmmm, had a list of sports with the most common fist throwing. (sports like Boxing and Martial arts are not included...common sense right...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Ice Hockey (expected...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Baseball (hais...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. Basketball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. American football &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. Soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;heres the thing... America's top 4 sport is in the top 4 top list. WOW! American's are more aggressive people.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;not sure how reliable is the source but apparently, the list quite mounded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;well, games are meant to play fair, right? like that then fun, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;in ice hockey and baseball, something in common. the bat (stick) and the ball (puck)... potential weaponry-abled game tools. oh yah, ice hockey is potentially more dangerous...with the bladed skates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;in baseball, fans will only get more excited during the clearing of the bench....blah...bullsh*t. some even join in the fight (what?!).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;never gonna dislike baseball base on this. most fights in the sports are due to abrasions between players. but in baseball, slightly different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;almost zero body contact except for tapping out the opponents. well, in baseball, pitcher is to throw the ball toward the batter and the batter will either hit the ball or being strikeout. there are cases where pitcher lost his control on the pitch and throws wild pitches. wild pitches usually cause dead balls (batter being hit by the ball) or the batter got to siam the ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;dead balls can be fatal at times. i dont know how fatal it is, but imagine being hit by a ball at a speed of 160km/hr. no joke... thats when batter picks up the fight, truly understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but aint anger control part of a pro's job?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2848534782455914595?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2848534782455914595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2848534782455914595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2848534782455914595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2848534782455914595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/07/hmmm-had-list-of-sports-with-most.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-9121893862678611267</id><published>2010-07-14T11:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T02:51:17.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:LwcY1n7aDVJFWM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__-BAWHXHeAAnlrfP74wcqAhtNKKU=" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MLB All-Star Game (All-Star game is an annual game between players from the National League and American League, selected by a combination of fans, players, coaches and managers) ended 1 min ago. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATIONAL LEAGUE!!!&lt;/span&gt;! last winning title since 1996 and they finally made it. Brian McCann, 22, hero of the day; MVP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats more, hes a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;CATCHER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentators (Joe Buck?) were ROFL with the short interview after the hand over with McCann. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commentator: "how do you feel after National League winning since 1996....when you were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;3!&lt;/span&gt;(super big emphasis on the 3). Do you even has any memories back then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCann: "i dunno how old I was...oh, i was 8, i was 8, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I was 8...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, cant remember the rest. &gt;not much woohaas, no homeruns... not possible.... the Aces were super top notch Major league pitchers, how is it possible?! okay, im done with the baseball talk. apparently, i dont have any baseball fanatical friends within my social network. firing up all by myself look so idiot. -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn~ got to go for work now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-9121893862678611267?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/9121893862678611267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=9121893862678611267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/9121893862678611267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/9121893862678611267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-much-woohaas-no-homeruns.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8984946900164502581</id><published>2010-07-14T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T02:18:34.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wei Ping is getting married (holding her wedding dinner) this coming 17th July! XD ... with a "big stomach"... shotgun marriage or not, not for us to judge. as long as she chose the right guy, we give her the greatest blessing. bad thing is I cant attend her wedding. -.- &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im forever and ever never free on Saturdays. if you know me well, you will know about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, nothing surprising when friends' getting married at 20. after all, im a (god)mummy of one! lols. and i did announced Mr and Mrs Keith got married a year half ago, both at my age (18 back then) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yah, lols. Bro lost 1 dollar on the World Cup match. its really a "huh?" to see how he reacted when we were watching the match throughout. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he looked super retard @_@ after seeing the goal. Seemed like he lost $1.... despite the fact he was on Spain side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tik Bro on the other side was =O this expression after Iniesta and his golden kick. he betted Spain to be the champion right from the start. won 7.5k if im not wrong. WTH! the lucky a**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next time then. got to wake up early to catch the All-Star MLB match at 8.30am...-.-! Zzzzz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8984946900164502581?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8984946900164502581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8984946900164502581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8984946900164502581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8984946900164502581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/07/wei-ping-is-getting-married-holding-her.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6498624866628992719</id><published>2010-07-13T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T02:44:57.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tumbler----in the way.... oh shuck! should i start using Tumbler????????? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 years of blogspot.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHAT?! &lt;/span&gt;wait, did I just counted 7 years?????? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now is the 7th years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;OHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;, i feel old~!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously speaking, im a fickle minded baka myself. but i can stick something real long is because its really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;troublesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;writing something like that feels troublesome too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;anyway, reason why i wanted to change to Tumbler....well, it cant be any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;easier to upload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;uploading is troublesome, you see.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6498624866628992719?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6498624866628992719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6498624866628992719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6498624866628992719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6498624866628992719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/07/tumbler-in-way.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-4882596554278523485</id><published>2010-07-03T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T04:43:19.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawn~ super tired after watching the match. Ghana, you can make it. too tired to continue watching. got to save up a bit for tomorrow's Argentina match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with the 4 girls full of enthusiasm in the FIFA and their brothers are all sleeping? currently at Jinhe's house anyway. she's really the soccer fan. on-off like me is not. knew her for more than a year didnt know she is one. well, soccer will ever not be in this girls' talk category. havent been follow up with league matches for more than 2 years... subscription is really expensive, you know...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer is really a season for tension-fired-up for sport fans. soccer and basketball are not the only sport im concerning now. im really into baseball somehow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the 6 weeks, im leading some super routine (you can say bored) life. games and matches, job, food, sleep. 111 past matches for the one month; the number of baseball matches ive watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why baseball? out of random --baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... not too sure. in baseball, i found a balance. you must be good in attacking as well as defending. i dont know about others but baseball is a cool one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im ending my baseball talk here. boring for some people. i know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4882596554278523485?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4882596554278523485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4882596554278523485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4882596554278523485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4882596554278523485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/07/yawn-super-tired-after-watching-match.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1223815528071295334</id><published>2010-06-18T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:32:17.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>full of ba zhangs in my stomach now. burrrrrr~&lt;br /&gt;ate 7 in total (5 normal size and 2 extraordinary size). ger, please buy a normal size one next time. -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have been studying(?) and working for the past 2 weeks. mum has given the consent for me to study overseas. not now, of course. no money, not prepared. will be setting off next year, if things go smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already swear i dont want to do design anything more, so im starting from scratch again. wanting to do audio all along. but audio... i knew nothing. just being interested doesnt seem to be enough. i dont even know why am i interested in audio anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next part of my entry...not interested, dont read. its just for myself. im trying to theory out why am i interested in audio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audio is actually pretty architecture. (sh*t!) i dont want to admit it but it seem to be the case. audio comes in design and engineering, the skeleton and the surface...philosophically. design, being music and sound, engineering will be mixing and recording...something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 3 universal communication in the world. Food, Pictorial (sorry, art), and Sound (or music). so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant watch soccer without sound. its too agonising. i cant play games without sound effect. its even more agonising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i still cant theory out whats the reason for me to study audio. even i feel paranoid myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just need to start studying to see if im interested in the field. if i choose the wrong path again, thats it. audio jobs is less than 10% of the whole media field. hais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1223815528071295334?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1223815528071295334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1223815528071295334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1223815528071295334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1223815528071295334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/06/full-of-ba-zhangs-in-my-stomach-now.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6693030781410360802</id><published>2010-05-31T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T03:30:06.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TAK8s3hhI3I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Q5kIe416qok/s1600/IMG251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TAK8s3hhI3I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Q5kIe416qok/s320/IMG251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477147575840744306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday present from the kids! anyway, im working at a student care cum  kindergarten place temporarily now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why am i giving some people this "i-hate-kids!" image, but  im not. im not very good with kids, i admit. but doesnt mean i hate them  what....-.-!　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cant help hating them anyway. you dont call them kids, they are  brats!, mind you. those who are under me are like devils lah. request to  fight with teacher one sia. omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...they are really angels when they are their docile mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, had a bbq session with the NS-gonnabes. ate a lot and drank a lot.  hmm...taking care of the drunk ones were super tough. you can see all  kinds of different behaviors of drunkards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANK 1 most-difficult-to-handle type should the crying ones. omg. out of  no reason, they just cry and cry. you cant comfort them because there's  no reason for them to cry at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gonna sleep now. dead tired. had less than 3 hours of sleep for  the past 48 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: lastly, for those whose birthday fall in May, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6693030781410360802?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6693030781410360802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6693030781410360802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6693030781410360802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6693030781410360802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthday-present-from-kids-anyway-im.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/TAK8s3hhI3I/AAAAAAAAAYw/Q5kIe416qok/s72-c/IMG251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2629205558973992476</id><published>2010-05-25T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T01:25:23.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met Claire's friend today. err....its actually not something memorable that i have to write down (2nd time seeing him anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he did said something sophisticated that impact me a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we bump into each other at the bus stop. and out of courtesy, we sat down on the bench, greeted each other and asked a couple of general questions while waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he asked me if im going home, i said "yah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of courtesy again, i shot the same question back. "you? going for some party?" the reason why i asked is because he was holding a box, designed, ribboned, with bakery name printed on. naturally makes you think of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he reply, "nope, home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda "ohh..." and then ask about the cake. "so, someone's birthday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"mine. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was thinking, "ohh, so you are a day older than me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"really? happy birthday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thanks", his natural response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, heres the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not being rude but the question just blurred out absent-mindedly. "so why is birthday boy carrying his own birthday cake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cos, im celebrating myself..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really caught dumb-founded, dont know what to say at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"weird right?" he asked, breaking the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what?" my natural response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"celebrating your own birthday..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i dont know..." im being true. cos i really dont know how is it like to celebrate birthday for yourself. "so....not celebrating with friends or family?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nope, i dont think they even remember or know." oh, thats sad, i thought. he doesnt look sad at all anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he continued, "so, since in the world only i remember my own birthday, naturally im the only one celebrating. weird right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i kept silent, he started pouring out. "you know what? birthday should be celebrated. no matter who is celebrating for you, how is it celebrated or whatever. it should be celebrated with joy and with memories."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why?" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its like a new chapter of your life, you see. everybody is conscious about their own big day, no matter how busy they are. just like today, it might not be a big to you, but it is to me. even though, no one is celebrating for me, i will fell sorry for myself if im not even celebrating myself. weird thinking right? but anyway, i dont feel lonely or sad at all. its my big day. it should be a happy event."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wah...hmmm...really chim...well, you met me. so you are not alone celebrating birthday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laughed, "yah, right. i guess im telling you this because maybe deep down i really want someone who to celebrate my own birthday with me. thanks for hearing me. want some cake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no, im no good with cakes and cream. thanks anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my bus came and before i board, i told him, "happy birthday again. and anyway, if you want someone to celebrate your birthday why not just tell them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kind of dont know what to say and then before biding goodbye, "just like what im telling you now...tomorrow is my birthday." and then i board the bus.&lt;br /&gt;==================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats the morale of the story? coincidentally our birthdays fall back to back? maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up till now i still dont think celebrating birthday is a big deal. i mean it is a big deal. but...to me, if im able to receive wishings from people who remembers my birthday, that would be my best presents. at least they remember. not necessary got to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i still find you are the only one celebrating your own birthday is pathetic. if you want celebration, say out (a few days before).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2629205558973992476?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2629205558973992476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2629205558973992476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2629205558973992476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2629205558973992476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/05/met-claires-friend-today.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-237455673668192609</id><published>2010-05-18T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T01:03:07.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally! my mail works again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past one month, the hotmail was a goner. cant log in to anything. not msn, not hotmail, not even blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for the past one month (after im back from Japan) was er... yah, well, slacking. work one day, slack six days that kind? theres really alot of things i want to do before going into the real society. so much, i think i need one more month of slacking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now is like got time and no money. hais... wont be attending graduation anyway. didnt register for it. a bit wasted, considering it as a once-in-a-lifetime-event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with mel, juan and ger earlier. lols. do we consider long time no see? would be perfect if yunjie joins. hais...yunjie, for the past 4 months what have you been doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went singing again. lols. another session this sunday. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-237455673668192609?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/237455673668192609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=237455673668192609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/237455673668192609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/237455673668192609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-my-mail-works-again-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2422601980470962128</id><published>2010-04-10T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:18:00.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to BOA's concert! sorry MeiJuan. went to BOA's concert instead of  Ayumi's. BOA is really cute and charismatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing for small hall is you can actually get a closer look at BOA. we were allocated quite back but still can see her very clearly. enjoyed the full 150mins to the max. she sang really well in live. her crew are superb too (especially the keyboard guy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, would like to attend her concert again if i got the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was Yamapi's birthday. HAPPY 25th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2422601980470962128?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2422601980470962128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2422601980470962128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2422601980470962128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2422601980470962128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/04/went-to-boas-concert-sorry-meijuan.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2680489160224567434</id><published>2010-03-31T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:34:45.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the moment i woke up....the second time...WOW! the dorm is empty. everyone checked out today...apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up the first time at around 6am this morning. the dorm is super dry and i need to constantly replenish water and moisturizer. not really the weather but the heater in the room. im checking out tomorrow and yeah! finally meeting Claire. its kind of lonely to travel yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, did something terrible yesterday.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/S7LOdUrD67I/AAAAAAAAAYg/3pUGQ2tH7jc/s1600/IMG239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/S7LOdUrD67I/AAAAAAAAAYg/3pUGQ2tH7jc/s320/IMG239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454649101859941298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to this place and spent 400SGD...just in this shop itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh~ how am i going to live for the next few days?!!!!! not to say that i havent even start shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transport was goddamn expensive. im literally throwing 15 to 20SGD away everyday on transport. another 15 to 20SGD on food. Tokyo is goddamn expensive. that food money are all on 7-11's bento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worse is i think i put on at least 2-4kgs. i cant exercise after the "gourmet". theres no way for me to go jogging in such a cold weather. might die of respiratory difficulty... the air is heavy to breathe.  exercising in the dorm? thats worse. i might die of embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i going out now to catch some cherry blossom. today or tomorrow might be the full bloom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2680489160224567434?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2680489160224567434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2680489160224567434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2680489160224567434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2680489160224567434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/03/moment-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/S7LOdUrD67I/AAAAAAAAAYg/3pUGQ2tH7jc/s72-c/IMG239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3234680150569167934</id><published>2010-03-29T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:48:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changed hostel. not living alone anymore. to be exact, im living with 7 girls in a dorm. its really uneasy in the first place when you cant really get the level of privacy like in the single room, but i did manage to get some friends here. 1 french, 1 australian, 1 taiwanese, 1 korean, 1 japanese, 2 thais, 2 hungarians, 3 norway people... i guess more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 norway guys...haha...good looking guy but personality wise....too much norwegian jokes. they look old (i guess it applies to all caucasians) but they are only 21. got a shock of my life when they announced it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the international anime fair yesterday. WOW! literally WOW! i mean, i watch animes and read mangas but i swear im not a maniac. its really international. compare to singapore's one...err...you cant even compare. 3 halls is not enough at all. so claire, i went on your behalf and thanks! lols. great experience but too bad you cant make it. if im coming back to japan next year, i'll go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3234680150569167934?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3234680150569167934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3234680150569167934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3234680150569167934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3234680150569167934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/03/changed-hostel.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3016976739904430505</id><published>2010-03-23T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:38:49.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>received a what-to-buy-list. -.-! okay, if i got the money, i'll buy. Japan's stuff is...you know, unbelievably expensive. a melon that cost 80-100SGD....hais... the area i live, is colder than the rest of tokyo. why? hmm... tokyo is broken up into three types of districts; high-end, middle-end and low-end. the area where im living now is classified under the low-end district. 80% of the shops closed down, you can hardly see people walking. deserted. yup, its within tokyo, the unseen part of tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, got to clarify abit. im in japan now, not korea. my korea trip was canceled. bro wasnt not going, so no point. therefore, i extended the stay in japan. as for grace's present.... errr....if she seriously want some stuffs from korea...errr...the most i take boat there, buy you some stuff, then come back lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's itinerary...well, i didnt do much actually. spent almost the whole day sleeping. its a waste i know...haha, come to japan just to sleep. caught a cold before i took the flight. the pollen thing made it worse. totally lost my voice. took some medicine and it causes (extreme) drowsiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still manage to take some time to akasaka to meet taku's mum and pass her some local delicacy. XD. vogue mum, i can say. lols. when i greet her as "yuko-obasan", she was like "ahem ahem, yuko-san te ii (just yuko-san)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols, didnt know that i was waiting for her at the TBS television station tower. what can you see at the tower? not artist, but fans waiting for their idols. quite alot of fans were loitering around. not really sure who are they waiting for (definitely not 山下), japanese fan aint that extreme i thought...as compared to korean fans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the hostel, sleep again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3016976739904430505?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3016976739904430505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3016976739904430505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3016976739904430505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3016976739904430505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/03/received-what-to-buy-list.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6795119342679864738</id><published>2010-03-22T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:56:52.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah-h-h-h....bas-s-s-sk-k-k-t.....fre-e-ea-a-k-ing COLD. WTH! its not the temperature actually. its the wind. freaking deadly wind. what happens when you cut yourself in a cold weather? IT WILL BE FREAKING PAIN X3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of complaint. Finally, i got connected to internet. FINALLY~~! connection is kind of unstable here, which, whoa, surprising! so Singapore is better? maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, planned to go jogging later...haha. enduring in the freaking cold weather is a freaking big challenge. but the freaking biggest challenge is, what to wear for winter jog???????? track shorts and t-shirt? okay, whatever. gonna go run now... hey, wait. bought a camera at the DFS. whoa. heart aching. mum just asked me to buy some Martell back and the next moment i spent it on a camera. -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearly missed my flight becos of this camera. omg. worse, i wasnt given a screen protector for the screen. arh~~~~~~~ ! its a...hmm....high-end compact camera. didnt want a DSLR, a compact is enough for me. why will a photography noob want to carry a DSLR for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, gotta go jogging now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6795119342679864738?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6795119342679864738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6795119342679864738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6795119342679864738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6795119342679864738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/03/wah-h-h-h.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-7869340173463229806</id><published>2010-03-18T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T00:11:21.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test tomorrow. one last test and we are all free....i hope. no last minute call back or whatsoever. thought i can finally settle down and pack my stuff and friday and saturday, but apparently i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it always in such a good timing. tomorrow and saturday will be busy. not busy packing, but busy doing some i-dont-know-what for my two materal grans anniversary. what a marvelous  timing! mum says it will be a whole day thing...so, no way i cant really do some thorough packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, some people may realized im not acting normal today. okay, i admit, not very normal. how arh? im not normal. its not that im really that normal.... wah...howwww??????? aiya. what am i talking about?????? okay. i freaked a couple of people out today. jialak. i dont really feel normal after watching The Aviator. or im already not normal????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk. come in with some milk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-7869340173463229806?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/7869340173463229806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=7869340173463229806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7869340173463229806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7869340173463229806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/03/test-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1942896813972361885</id><published>2010-03-15T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:15:59.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The days are near. freaking near. im flying off. soon. a couple of months ago, im still praying for that day to come. now its coming, its freaking me out. haven really pack my stuff. er...well, i dont know what to pack anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, money is the main issue. i'll be bringing no spare money along. i mean, i'll be bringing just the right amount there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats the issue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt thought of the "what if" problem. things like what if passport ahem* lost (CHOY!), what if you accidentally drop the money...what if... things like that. honestly, even if i want to bring some extra cash along, i cant. mum already paid for my air fare...dont have the cheek to ask for more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schoolwork is another issue. seriously dont have the spare time to care about schoolwork anymore(i want to pass though). im flying on Sunday and test is on friday. =.=! means i only got sunday to pack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, heres the answer to the previous question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;light porridge:&lt;/span&gt; 40% a perfectionist. you are straight-forward upon things you do and want to keep it as simple as you can. eg. when you are shopping for clothes, you have the tendency to buy a series of clothes of the same design but probably of a different colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;omelette: &lt;/span&gt;100% perfectionist. you are meticulous about thing you do. even if it is minor detail, you would not let it off. at times, being too perfect becomes a hindrance to you. your perfectionist thinking often make you become stubborn in a way. your surrounding friends might even think that you are beyond reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clam vermicelli: 60% perfectionist. you can be a perfectionist in your way. you might want to be as perfect as possible but you know being forceful might not be the way to solve a problem. you look at big picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sandwich:&lt;/span&gt; 80% perfectionist. less is more doesnt seem to apply to you. you wanted things to perfect, but at times when it is not, you cover it up in the way you think is perfect. you do things in your layering manner. what to come first, what to be next. you might not be as meticulous but you are systematic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french toast:&lt;/span&gt; 20% perfectionist. in another words, you are the happy-go-lucky ones. you like things to be simple and you like to do it your way. when you encounter problem that you cant solve, you choose to run away. because you thought things might work out somehow, running away might be another alternative. you do not seek for perfect work. as long as things are done in your way, you are happy about it. result doesnt matter to you, as long as you are happy about what you are doing. happiness matter most. you prefer enjoy the process rather than making things diffcult for yourself. ----&gt; so im like that? maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1942896813972361885?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1942896813972361885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1942896813972361885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1942896813972361885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1942896813972361885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/03/days-are-near.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-4403135870514150029</id><published>2010-03-11T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:38:49.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>collected my passport today. phew~ for goodness sake. got queue number 8417 the moment we reached ICA building. the counter was serving number 7201 at that point of time. WHAT!? over a 1000 people in front of us?! no choice. wait wait wait wait and wait. waited for a full 5-6 hours. I literally did nothing but wait. should have brought whatever... portfolio thing to do. or books to read...or whatever. i had none....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear doing nothing is tire-est thing you can ever do. drop dead (almost) the moment i reached home. slept through till now. phew...still got this portfolio thing to do. work never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hmmm... recently...i dont know what the hell is wrong with me. but im falling into this "leo-mania" thing... I thought that mania was over for 10 year and how come its back again?  just finish watching ALL Leonardo DiCaprio's work to date. Revolutionary Road (with Kate Winslet! XD Jack and Rose's reunion) was the last one. Gosh... cried "like dog like that". two more coming up; Shutter Island and Inception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...forgot the answer to the previous question. okok...gonna search for it. will announce next time. forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4403135870514150029?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4403135870514150029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4403135870514150029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4403135870514150029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4403135870514150029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/03/collected-my-passport-today.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5853005324171937054</id><published>2010-03-01T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:55:49.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its never going to end!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP!!!! please get out of my life!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;external examiner presentation tomorrow. never ending nightmare. please, after tomorrow. no more presentation, no more submission... why is getting a diploma so difficult?!!!! just let me pass and then i swear i will not want to do thing related to this course in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew, dont wanna blog about school work ever again. so please, make it the last... but im just afraid that i fail FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally lost the sense of commitment, lost the passion...lost the pride as a designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, came across this quiz on "are you a perfectionist?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my result? 20%. you are least to being one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the question: what will you make for your loved ones for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: light porridge&lt;br /&gt;B: sandwich&lt;br /&gt;C: clam vermicelli&lt;br /&gt;D: omelet&lt;br /&gt;E:french toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will review answer next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5853005324171937054?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5853005324171937054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5853005324171937054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5853005324171937054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5853005324171937054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-never-going-to-end-fyp-please-get.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-7436683347614813635</id><published>2010-02-13T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T11:44:21.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really sian 1/2 seeing my room. no, my personal heavy workshop. how to tidy?!!!! this year will be the worst CNY ever... i guess. still got model and ppt to chiong....argh~ feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i'll recharge with the power of $$ after CNY. so dont run away, my gambling matesssss. shuck, havent buy new year clothes yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go do last min shopping now. next time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, happy CNY and happy valentine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-7436683347614813635?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/7436683347614813635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=7436683347614813635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7436683347614813635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7436683347614813635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/02/really-sian-12-seeing-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2140101793060840914</id><published>2010-01-26T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T00:20:59.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jagiya, thanks!!!! muack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my beloved JaeJoong oppa!!!! happy 24th bdae!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope DBSK stay strong tgt. keeps the faith!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LiJun-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2140101793060840914?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2140101793060840914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2140101793060840914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2140101793060840914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2140101793060840914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/01/jagiya-thanks-muack.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-560354615717579666</id><published>2010-01-26T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:40:44.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>final stage of FYP. currently vexing on how to deal with this material call acrylic. freaking dont know how to use the machine. argh~! whats the use of having a layout in mind? no physical stuff done yet. MeiJuan!!!! come back to school to help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking finding trouble for myself. will be dealing a lot with interior space and lighting layout. none learnt...at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-560354615717579666?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/560354615717579666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=560354615717579666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/560354615717579666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/560354615717579666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/01/final-stage-of-fyp.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6503935485343346718</id><published>2010-01-13T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:18:19.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bro's birthday!!!! passed around 13mins. hes officially 18 now....yet still look like those just collected their O lvl results. even though you dont look like one, can you at least act like one or not? still pretty busy with FYP. next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6503935485343346718?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6503935485343346718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6503935485343346718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6503935485343346718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6503935485343346718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2010/01/bros-birthday-passed-around-13mins.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1053458916652010295</id><published>2009-12-28T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:40:34.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>xmas's over! new year's coming. and im gonna be 20 soon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had steamboat at Peiyi's house during xmas. hmm...which means we will be having turkey and log cakes during new year? new concept huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting Ckek Kee becomes one of the worst part of my life currently. he talked about advancing to Uni during xmas. pursuing me to go even. what?! as if i can. well, i want to give it a shot though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it the worst? well, im counting down to graduation already(if i can). already in the "what should i study next" mood. feel like abandoning FYP... cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you cant design with half-the-heart". absolutely true. i just dont think i can go on with FYP anymore. and, i realised that im on the appreciative side. i can appreciate design, but doesnt mean i can design. yeah, thats the only thing i finally learn in design school. its just like you like to watch dramas doesnt mean you can act. same logic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1053458916652010295?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1053458916652010295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1053458916652010295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1053458916652010295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1053458916652010295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmass-over-new-years-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6907677610176727038</id><published>2009-12-21T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:21:11.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just bought a piano. consider it the most expensive item ive ever bought in my life. worth it or not, i dont know. musician is definitely not my path. thats for sure. but...well, i would really like to do something sound-related in future though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past week, busy too. busy watching movies, dramas, reading books, listening to music... thats what i normally do when im looking for inspirations for new story. new topic is though. i was told to do it in the screenplay manner. in other words, very descriptive. in other words, got to read up on how screenwriting works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for FYP. no commitment at all. planned to start working today initially. getting a piano is like getting a new husband huh. i need to re-orientate my room to make space for the new furniture. mum said it had to be in my room. so currently, im like trying to move everything out of the room, trial an error on the layout, reposition it, retidy it....whatever. i need to finish everything by wed when the piano comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so when the piano comes, it means i'll be really distracted by my new furniture and busily eating tang yuan. FYP? aiyah. forget it lah. sunday then start lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6907677610176727038?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6907677610176727038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6907677610176727038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6907677610176727038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6907677610176727038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-bought-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8023775949869825242</id><published>2009-12-04T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T18:41:43.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darned busy with my part time job for the past one month. especially for the past one week. didnt even step out of the house. received warning email yesterday for not attending consultations. makes me cleared my mind a bit. okay, im still struggling with FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im working against deadlines! got to submit the whole completed draft by next week. i dont know is it worth the risk for $250 but im towards the end of the story. the moment i start writing, i didnt want to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeps out there were asking why i suddenly lost touch with the world. this is the reason. nick and Chun Quan birthday tmr. happy 19th and 20th birthday to the both of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8023775949869825242?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8023775949869825242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8023775949869825242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8023775949869825242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8023775949869825242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/12/darned-busy-with-my-part-time-job-for.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8244626611786817778</id><published>2009-11-08T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:24:21.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SvbSo7e6HrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/lCMLowfPpNU/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SvbSo7e6HrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/lCMLowfPpNU/s320/DSC00076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401736403681418930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro bought the Satio.&lt;br /&gt;Good! like sister like brother huh.&lt;br /&gt;sharing same thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;well, lucky you buy first, bro.&lt;br /&gt;Satio's sensory kind of....urgh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, hes in great obsession trying out his new phone, abandoning the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QinHui's birthday celebrating yesterday. not very happy. why? after celebration, a confrontation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend is always a friend for life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8244626611786817778?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8244626611786817778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8244626611786817778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8244626611786817778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8244626611786817778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/11/bro-bought-satio.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SvbSo7e6HrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/lCMLowfPpNU/s72-c/DSC00076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-388464800788525444</id><published>2009-11-04T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:30:27.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a sin... havent been updating for the past couple of weeks. lots of things happened, and i guess my life is full of climax-es. just came back from driving. almost cried in front of David. he didnt said im stupid but said im horrible. a total of 5 times today. hais...guess im not that talented to drive. just too extravagant to love cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept through the day actually. was sick...kind of. music exam, TP, Jap test, FYP, essay submission. everything falls within the next three months. dont even know what to prioritise first. i know, i know. its FYP. super stress now. plus pressure from ChunQuan. omg...skipped meeting today. can hear him scolding me behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more stress over driving. David kept shouting and shouting. wahlao. trying to turn my partial deaf right ear to permanent deafness is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bade goodbye to Jiaheng before he is leaving for Japan. received some confession from him. so...you promised to write to me every once a month...traditionally. you better do it. im waiting for your handwritten letter on 1st December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i just said i slept through the day. a total of 20 hours. super clear and annoying dream i had. SHINee's Ring Ding Dong kept ringing in my head. lols. was reading mel's post last night. she happended to post the song, so i streamed it. just so happened i felt like listening before i sleep. okay, i left the ipod on with the song replaying over and over. and i dreamt that i got crushed by a bunch of bells, butterfly and...rubber?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-388464800788525444?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/388464800788525444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=388464800788525444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/388464800788525444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/388464800788525444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-7697575020074740331</id><published>2009-10-14T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:08:05.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh~ jac!!! your fault.! force me play facebook. lols. should i cry or laugh? im suppose to chiong all the reflections...end up whole day playing facebook, trying to find out where to look for this and look for that... laughing at the quiz i have done. what the rubbish lah. focus please!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid boss. i got a poker face? arbitch~ argh~ !@$%^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;^$#@!you bloody id@#$% okay, i m leaving. soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll miss Jolynn, Jacque, PeeYee, Frances, Steff, Ziyi, Vivien, Katai, Kenix, Amanda, Joanne, Nicole, Serene, Michelle, Maria, carina (all pretty girls) , Joseph and Abang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown 50 hours to end of SIP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-7697575020074740331?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/7697575020074740331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=7697575020074740331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7697575020074740331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7697575020074740331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/10/argh-jac-your-fault.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3827262125810704435</id><published>2009-10-12T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:30:04.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was late for work today. reached at around 10? had a very rich weekends last week. movies on friday, no sleep. night cycling on saturday, no sleep. k session on sunday, (almost) no sleep. less than 4 hours of sleep in a stretch of 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night cycling was a dangerous one. wasnt exactly very conscious. feel like dozing off, i mean i did dozed off a couple of time. filthy lucky that im still alive. got home at 8. bathe. sleep. woke up at 10. didnt want to go night cycling, in fact. it wasnt in the plan. owed JiaHeng big. sent me all the way from bukit merah to East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another marathon k session with shan and ber again. 2pm to 1am. thought i'll like sleep through but end up becoming the survivor. shan was the one complaining tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106 hours to end of SIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3827262125810704435?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3827262125810704435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3827262125810704435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3827262125810704435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3827262125810704435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/10/was-late-for-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6386087407534394543</id><published>2009-10-07T10:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:42:35.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see my design islandwide in future! not kidding. the Skunk asked me to design his van for him. i did. i didnt know hes really serious in taking my design into consideration and now, everything is finalised, and the printing and is on the roll. what the..? i swear all these designs is nothing but craps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just did in this ask-me-do-then-do-lorh, half-hearted mood. he likes it. huh? what the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint no happy at all. whats with this repulsive reaction? feel utterly cheated in fact. jac, my colleague said he can actually pay thousands to the corporate design company to do their business image. what im doing? free labour. apparently this design is not in my work scope anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my pay a couple of days ago. expected. got my pay deducted. screw him! its not the money im concerning. im bleeding inside. bleak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;approx 222hour to end of SIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6386087407534394543?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6386087407534394543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6386087407534394543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6386087407534394543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6386087407534394543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/10/see-my-design-islandwide-in-future-not.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1562984875645868027</id><published>2009-10-05T11:35:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:45:46.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>celebrated mid autumn a couple of days ago. took me 9 years to finally have a taste of mooncake. never liked mooncake. just a layer of flour and full of lotus paste wrapped. what so nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, due to the fact that im working in the office, i got to go with the office etiquette. whatever your colleague offers, you just take it. she offered mooncake lah. im kind and i took it. didnt know mooncake got all sorts of flavours. my colleague offered me a liquor chocolate mooncake. tasted...err... not...bad... really not bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, another offer from the publisher. got to write about some vampire essay. what an alien topic. lots of research to be done. doing research for some non-existing. fiction character is much better than doing some data, business research. so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11days to end of SIP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1562984875645868027?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1562984875645868027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1562984875645868027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1562984875645868027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1562984875645868027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/10/celebrated-mid-autumn-couple-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3767103277497926014</id><published>2009-09-28T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T11:39:35.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18 days to end of SIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing wrap up for whatever ive done for the past 2 months, regardless whether it is good or bad. cant be bothered any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went singing again. this time it wa with Zishan and Ber. Zishan, you win. you are the sole survivor. imagine singing 8 hours straight, (almost) just the two of us. if yesterday wasnt Sunday, i seriously think that we can sing until 1am. anyway, we started singing at 2am and the session ended at 10pm. i sure got good stamina. XD. Zishan was the last (wo)man standing because she im too hungry to fight on. had my first meal at 11+ when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from shan's blog&lt;br /&gt;Zishan: Champion&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: Best in harmonising (really? thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;Ber: best in watching MVs&lt;br /&gt;Alex: best distraction&lt;br /&gt;Mc: best rapper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3767103277497926014?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3767103277497926014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3767103277497926014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3767103277497926014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3767103277497926014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-days-to-end-of-sip-doing-wrap-up-for.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8851774171130158452</id><published>2009-09-25T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:47:41.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nice Malcolm! thanks for shooting that bozz! at least some one know what im going through with that skunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gave me the permission to do research outside. i swear you said i seek for my source. and now you are questioning me on why am i not in the office? curse him. its not as though i didnt tell you beforehand. what now? deduct my pay? how can i be so stupid to really spent time doing research when you are doubting my absence during the days i wasnt in the office. what the !#@$%$#$@#$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear his expansion can never make it. hiring a designer without even interviewing her... nice move. asking me to do something from nothing... even better. you are already executing your business expansion and what is the point of asking some one who know nothing about business to do the plan? and now you are complaining that you are wasting your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be the one complaining alright. wasting 12 weeks of my time doing something out of nothing. Malcolm, you are right. quoting a landscape project isnt just about figure. even outsider like me knew it from the every beginning. you think you are selling vegetables is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 days to end of SIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8851774171130158452?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8851774171130158452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8851774171130158452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8851774171130158452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8851774171130158452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/nice-malcolm-thanks-for-shooting-that.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3807521869957032883</id><published>2009-09-24T15:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:03:01.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone re-creating their name cards? XD. overwhelming with a lot of ideas now. anyway, im recreating another one. some funky and low cost one for graduation and when i going to society university. why the urge again? hmm... forcing myself and giving myself excuse to do design for the company. at least i can for sure that week is the fullest. seeking for some ideas too? here are some. graphically impressive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskP9mVySI/AAAAAAAAAXs/aEALQyPYVMw/s1600-h/custom-electronic-business-card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskP9mVySI/AAAAAAAAAXs/aEALQyPYVMw/s320/custom-electronic-business-card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937636103571746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what?! programming business card? okay, tell me you are going to produce one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskPWtL2EI/AAAAAAAAAXk/54hVbrH_tig/s1600-h/business-cards-ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskPWtL2EI/AAAAAAAAAXk/54hVbrH_tig/s320/business-cards-ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937625663297602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think marriage agency fits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskO3pnLpI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2xIJmKrdKrw/s1600-h/junge-business-card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskO3pnLpI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2xIJmKrdKrw/s320/junge-business-card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937617326812818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does that remind you of? pocky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskOWPlkdI/AAAAAAAAAXU/L3eu4KZarNg/s1600-h/meatcards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskOWPlkdI/AAAAAAAAAXU/L3eu4KZarNg/s320/meatcards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937608359285202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basket. hungry! i want more cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskNsk0JXI/AAAAAAAAAXM/wNpubKXoUnI/s1600-h/dentist-cavity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskNsk0JXI/AAAAAAAAAXM/wNpubKXoUnI/s320/dentist-cavity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937597174031730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS! nice move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskAeJOS5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/xxlY7WMU5C4/s1600-h/lasercut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskAeJOS5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/xxlY7WMU5C4/s320/lasercut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937369961909138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsj_xOOGVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lYotEG3q7jE/s1600-h/toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsj_xOOGVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lYotEG3q7jE/s320/toy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937357903272274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsjvh3g9BI/AAAAAAAAAWU/a1kKVE9R3VE/s1600-h/office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsjvh3g9BI/AAAAAAAAAWU/a1kKVE9R3VE/s320/office.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937078903600146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;build me a gundam instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjKVmJ2VI/AAAAAAAAAUs/CO5kobpqgIo/s1600-h/126893903_9f2dc245e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjKVmJ2VI/AAAAAAAAAUs/CO5kobpqgIo/s320/126893903_9f2dc245e6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384936439954397522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice tactic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsj_U6m2vI/AAAAAAAAAW0/P4MDl9Ap4dw/s1600-h/brutallyhonest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsj_U6m2vI/AAAAAAAAAW0/P4MDl9Ap4dw/s320/brutallyhonest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937350304815858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsj_D6dLuI/AAAAAAAAAWs/innTbz6L0Bw/s1600-h/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsj_D6dLuI/AAAAAAAAAWs/innTbz6L0Bw/s320/gift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937345740779234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer a real gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsj-qxb3oI/AAAAAAAAAWk/pmpPU0k8chw/s1600-h/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsj-qxb3oI/AAAAAAAAAWk/pmpPU0k8chw/s320/food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937338992057986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i seen this some where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsjv8NMHJI/AAAAAAAAAWc/pkDEtWep0H4/s1600-h/radio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsjv8NMHJI/AAAAAAAAAWc/pkDEtWep0H4/s320/radio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937085973830802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does a radio presenter need a card in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjvPo38zI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ppouWFfDqhs/s1600-h/hairstyling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjvPo38zI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ppouWFfDqhs/s320/hairstyling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937074010354482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool! i'll look for you for a new hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjeqrNfDI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FIHX4gtC5yI/s1600-h/126896642_0b4143201a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjeqrNfDI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FIHX4gtC5yI/s320/126896642_0b4143201a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384936789210135602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forensic heros?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjulWTjRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/NTFGlTfSDtA/s1600-h/blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjulWTjRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/NTFGlTfSDtA/s320/blood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937062658182418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this bloody card needs it more&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjfckG16I/AAAAAAAAAV0/q1EB4OAfIkI/s1600-h/separation_lawyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjfckG16I/AAAAAAAAAV0/q1EB4OAfIkI/s320/separation_lawyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384936802602112930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjuGXokyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7DA4bhb9Xwg/s1600-h/Ramesh-Sharma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjuGXokyI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7DA4bhb9Xwg/s320/Ramesh-Sharma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937054342255394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember this too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjeyvSicI/AAAAAAAAAVs/NFl6kV4i-4Y/s1600-h/Business-card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjeyvSicI/AAAAAAAAAVs/NFl6kV4i-4Y/s320/Business-card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384936791374727618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjeI7mChI/AAAAAAAAAVc/U1owQvD154w/s1600-h/126896512_975e968a0b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjeI7mChI/AAAAAAAAAVc/U1owQvD154w/s320/126896512_975e968a0b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384936780152048146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ink at all????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjdhIm7GI/AAAAAAAAAVU/wsPl880PWUA/s1600-h/126896193_b879889e01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjdhIm7GI/AAAAAAAAAVU/wsPl880PWUA/s320/126896193_b879889e01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384936769469213794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need me to hang it or...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjLW4NPDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7dwVGlNWvhg/s1600-h/126896052_f923489f03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjLW4NPDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7dwVGlNWvhg/s320/126896052_f923489f03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384936457478421554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sure is positive with the amount of words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjLGp--XI/AAAAAAAAAU8/HPsc6gLWuc8/s1600-h/126895270_b44dab972f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjLGp--XI/AAAAAAAAAU8/HPsc6gLWuc8/s320/126895270_b44dab972f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384936453123799410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one and only of the kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjKovsF1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/EVAjhE7P2iA/s1600-h/126895253_134f85b916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrsjKovsF1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/EVAjhE7P2iA/s320/126895253_134f85b916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384936445094664018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you a doctor or a designer?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrshmeFP0uI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qfNCseYCjT8/s1600-h/cv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrshmeFP0uI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qfNCseYCjT8/s320/cv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384934724245377762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srshm6KSvZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3V6iPqR22U4/s1600-h/cv03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srshm6KSvZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/3V6iPqR22U4/s320/cv03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384934731782733202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play...with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srshl1Yw7LI/AAAAAAAAAUU/avGj_RZ7p_U/s1600-h/thielendesigns.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srshl1Yw7LI/AAAAAAAAAUU/avGj_RZ7p_U/s320/thielendesigns.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384934713321385138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how much your card cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrshlVaxUEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/XbvXoPzOHPk/s1600-h/visualdialogue.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrshlVaxUEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/XbvXoPzOHPk/s320/visualdialogue.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384934704739864642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive seen it some where too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srshk8UAhcI/AAAAAAAAAUE/j6qDuFmJevw/s1600-h/actualsize.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srshk8UAhcI/AAAAAAAAAUE/j6qDuFmJevw/s320/actualsize.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384934698000614850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, thats you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf-f00K8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/HAEv9e-lh9g/s1600-h/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf-f00K8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/HAEv9e-lh9g/s320/image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384932938006932418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungry again... dont tell me you are producing only one too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf9wtjfMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xRQ4_Kd9Is0/s1600-h/jason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf9wtjfMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xRQ4_Kd9Is0/s320/jason.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384932925360012482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a team of Jasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf9iJcEuI/AAAAAAAAATs/O9yOpyiuRP4/s1600-h/creative-buziness-cards-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf9iJcEuI/AAAAAAAAATs/O9yOpyiuRP4/s320/creative-buziness-cards-23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384932921450435298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...how do i put it in the card holder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf9Az9wlI/AAAAAAAAATk/vyDmEDz8C7s/s1600-h/creative-buziness-cards-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf9Az9wlI/AAAAAAAAATk/vyDmEDz8C7s/s320/creative-buziness-cards-26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384932912501998162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf8zPlBzI/AAAAAAAAATc/9LT1D3iFNt0/s1600-h/derek_royer_cardt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Srsf8zPlBzI/AAAAAAAAATc/9LT1D3iFNt0/s320/derek_royer_cardt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384932908859721522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read before you throw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3807521869957032883?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3807521869957032883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3807521869957032883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3807521869957032883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3807521869957032883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/anyone-re-creating-their-name-cards-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SrskP9mVySI/AAAAAAAAAXs/aEALQyPYVMw/s72-c/custom-electronic-business-card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6313630017285170260</id><published>2009-09-21T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:14:18.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zishan was back on Friday...from Shanghai. no long-time-no-see kind of emotion when we see each other. afterall we chat (msn) almost every day in the office. thanks to her and some others contribution or i'll be bored to death in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K session again yesterday. well, listen up Chek Kee, gonna bring you guys to that karaoke lounge after your internship. haha. so go practice all you can and memorise the lyrics until you can 倒過來念. latest update was SNSD's Genie. i consider it very updated. its always alot of fun singing with the saturday clique. hmm...gonna bring Zishan also. she got good voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, something spoilt my mood. shouldnt have read emails. we are supposed to do a presentation on SIP when we come back. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15 mins per student. &lt;/span&gt; what the?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;Presentation duration per student: 15 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;Deliverables:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;- A short introduction of internship company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;- An overall view/summary of work done during the internship period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;- Detailed examples of work highlighting personal involvement (with images, drawings, schedules, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;- Library of materials/potential application that can be used for FYP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;- Peer-sharing of skills, design applications learnt (project management, software skills, storyboarding, material palette)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;- Students are encouraged to be creative on format of presentation and sharing of information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw you! application that can be used in FYP? dont make me laugh lah. use of softwares... microsoft words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can guarantee that my presentation is as good as hypnotism. can try sitting in if you got problem in sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with the high pay? i can hear my boss saying "i pay you so high and you give me this kind of work?! damn you!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not surprise if my over all was bad during appraisal. i dont blame my boss. hes being honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 days to end of SIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6313630017285170260?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6313630017285170260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6313630017285170260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6313630017285170260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6313630017285170260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/zishan-was-back-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1221999984344226255</id><published>2009-09-15T13:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:25:34.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mum announced to the family that we just had 3-day-old cousin. hmmm...interesting huh. that particular cousin of mine was born in 11-09-2009. i guess we can all remember his birthday forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad thing is aunt is making him an American instead of being a Singaporean. why? guys should know why. no way Singaporean men can run away from NS when they come to the age. aunt thinks that travel all the way back to Singapore just to serve NS is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just hope that mum dont drag us to the States just to see her baby nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging at this times means im very free and boss isnt around. crossing fingers* boss, dont come back le~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32days to end of SIP~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1221999984344226255?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1221999984344226255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent today in front of the piano for more than 5 hours. probably 7. thanks to Wei Quan. forced me to actually want to practice some abandoned pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? im strong willed. i started Wei Quan off with piano and hes better than me now. much much better. well, im never a committed person, everyone knows that. so, when he challenged the piece i once reco him, it ignites my will of winning. how can i lose to a junior?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, some competitions is good for health. just that, its time to get a digital one instead. no chance to practice during weekdays and saturdays. cant be playing in the middle of the night, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, remember that i said i wanted to save 100k? how can i forget? but when it hits to a certain amount, its not very safe to announce it to the world. well, the numbers in my frozen account went up to a very decent amount. i said frozen. meaning, i binded the account with my mum. no way i can withdraw that money unless with her signature. no choice, got to take some coercive measures in order to achieve target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work tomorrow. 5 more weeks to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: no ads today. wanted to compile the IKEA ads. might take some times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4350761790587010825?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4350761790587010825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4350761790587010825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4350761790587010825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4350761790587010825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/spent-today-in-front-of-piano-for-more.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2770434186599328551</id><published>2009-09-12T15:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:26:55.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>david didnt book my TP!!!! what the...end up only can get license next year. which means i got to pay more for more lessons. I DONT WANT!!!! david will say if you want pass for TP, must have more practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres the thing. i feel like doing something illegal; practice myself. but~ i need someone to help me. aid me in practicing and help me to get a class 3 car for practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i say say only. who on earth is willing to put their lives at stake for me? i just want to pass once and for all. enough of the everyweek-only-got-11bucks-to-spend-days ($50-$39).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im serious in looking for people to lend me his or her car to practice driving. no joke. any kind soul who is willing to offer me, (normally people who read this blog should know my number), call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY~ perry didnt come yesterday! omg. how am i suppose to submit my progress report for that boss on monday? please, perry, reply my email!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqtUidbkJDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/z_oyDXg5sJc/s1600-h/money_security.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqtUidbkJDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/z_oyDXg5sJc/s320/money_security.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380487130816717874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3M security glass ad. i think many has seen this. 3M is luring people to commit crime apparently. but~ before that, can you even break open the panels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqtUi2T_QTI/AAAAAAAAATE/FC4xJZMkZaY/s1600-h/niketbad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqtUi2T_QTI/AAAAAAAAATE/FC4xJZMkZaY/s320/niketbad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380487137495826738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike's ad. looks real? look again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqtU-oEo_5I/AAAAAAAAATU/kWDOgGTweC0/s1600-h/ca4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqtU-oEo_5I/AAAAAAAAATU/kWDOgGTweC0/s320/ca4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380487614709694354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eskom eletricity ad. i only know that they use the least money for the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqtU-TN3uGI/AAAAAAAAATM/ng_EycWEwTY/s1600-h/ca12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqtU-TN3uGI/AAAAAAAAATM/ng_EycWEwTY/s320/ca12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380487609111263330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hush puppies ad. you understand this? yes, you should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2770434186599328551?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2770434186599328551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2770434186599328551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2770434186599328551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2770434186599328551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/david-didnt-book-my-tp-what.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqtUidbkJDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/z_oyDXg5sJc/s72-c/money_security.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-4627112240723742274</id><published>2009-09-11T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:31:18.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalalala~ its friday~ again. didnt go for work today. seeing perry later. a waste of time to spend 2 hours to work, 2 hours from workplace to school, 2 hours from school back to the "kampong", another 2 hours back home. 6 in total. utter waste of life, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i officially say that i hate my boss? no, its the character that i hate. fickle-minded, indecisive, wont listen to others, distrustful. almost had a fight with him yesterday. tried to explain myself but he wouldnt give me a chance. even said i gave him a cold stare. why he bothers that? think i will let myself commit any mistakes when he will be the one appraising me at the end of the day? i take SIP no joke. dont wanna repeat the entire year. cant wait to get out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working there is like forcing you to balance on a pivet. i can never balance myself with that environment, ever. well, business and design is like water and oil, they will never blend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36days to end of SIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sqnt-gjgPOI/AAAAAAAAASU/sH9gcIBz-pw/s1600-h/ca11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sqnt-gjgPOI/AAAAAAAAASU/sH9gcIBz-pw/s320/ca11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380092888017288418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqnuAo3JFfI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DT1xPbtntKc/s1600-h/smart_advertising_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqnuAo3JFfI/AAAAAAAAAS0/DT1xPbtntKc/s320/smart_advertising_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380092924606879218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job town ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sqnt_GMFZrI/AAAAAAAAASc/abpSe8vfFnQ/s1600-h/ca14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sqnt_GMFZrI/AAAAAAAAASc/abpSe8vfFnQ/s320/ca14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380092898119607986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMW ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sqnt_gAFtiI/AAAAAAAAASk/fQz_afDEiPE/s1600-h/ca13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sqnt_gAFtiI/AAAAAAAAASk/fQz_afDEiPE/s320/ca13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380092905048618530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Clean ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sqnt_4p89II/AAAAAAAAASs/6RgI9mrl_jM/s1600-h/ca7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sqnt_4p89II/AAAAAAAAASs/6RgI9mrl_jM/s320/ca7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380092911666656386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron service ad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4627112240723742274?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4627112240723742274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4627112240723742274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4627112240723742274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4627112240723742274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/lalalalala-its-friday-again.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sqnt-gjgPOI/AAAAAAAAASU/sH9gcIBz-pw/s72-c/ca11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8741314981780951785</id><published>2009-09-09T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:32:28.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>090909, best date of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was accompanying Li Jun to take her FTT earlier. guess what? she passed in her first shot! whooo~whee~ !!! thanks to my holy book!!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im overly excited? yeah. she failed BTT 5 times in a row and passed FTT in just one take. whee~ ! ohya. previous borrower was kevin. also failed BTT alot of times and passed FTT for the first try. guess i should pass down to people like Gary? holy book really works huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....and i realised one thing...most of the testees were girls/women/ladies...call it whatever you want. dont be outlandish when you see female chauffeurs escorting you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqfHoRR0CdI/AAAAAAAAARs/WPZvqZ6Lb78/s1600-h/candcads1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqfHoRR0CdI/AAAAAAAAARs/WPZvqZ6Lb78/s320/candcads1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379487774564157906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red bull ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqfJ88mn0WI/AAAAAAAAASE/yCHf_7MYqwg/s1600-h/24cads13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqfJ88mn0WI/AAAAAAAAASE/yCHf_7MYqwg/s320/24cads13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379490328814801250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no smoking ad---&gt;Zishan, you should see this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqfJ9NYG8eI/AAAAAAAAASM/rw_uwcLfFp8/s1600-h/ca9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqfJ9NYG8eI/AAAAAAAAASM/rw_uwcLfFp8/s320/ca9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379490333317329378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toothpaste ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqfJ8Uwo69I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ztSd2EW2gFI/s1600-h/creativeadvertising13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqfJ8Uwo69I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ztSd2EW2gFI/s320/creativeadvertising13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379490318119398354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i like this. furneral service ad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8741314981780951785?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8741314981780951785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8741314981780951785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8741314981780951785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8741314981780951785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909-best-date-of-year-was.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqfHoRR0CdI/AAAAAAAAARs/WPZvqZ6Lb78/s72-c/candcads1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-7881312188757331264</id><published>2009-09-08T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:18:10.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ask me do proposal, no time read.&lt;br /&gt;ask me do ppt, no time see.&lt;br /&gt;ask me do summary report, lazy to read.&lt;br /&gt;ask me do telemarketing, too little results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me do admin work, never assign the job.&lt;br /&gt;ask me design something for you, you give me no tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the boss, you win. still expect me to learn from you? learn what? learn to be fickle minded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say i always leave immediately when its time. leaving at 530pm sharp means bad impression. okay, 你說的算。你是老闆，你最大。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunjie will kill you&lt;br /&gt;jiajun will strangle you to death&lt;br /&gt;shan will complain, say you abuse&lt;br /&gt;Kevin will fire you&lt;br /&gt;who else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39days to end of SIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, more ads to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqaAUG48tMI/AAAAAAAAARM/hSKE_8vQnR4/s1600-h/Lamborghini_Gallardo_stilettos-thumb-450x486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqaAUG48tMI/AAAAAAAAARM/hSKE_8vQnR4/s320/Lamborghini_Gallardo_stilettos-thumb-450x486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379127887875847362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamborghini ad (not real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqaCiL-awAI/AAAAAAAAARk/g0yu0HOK9aU/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqaCiL-awAI/AAAAAAAAARk/g0yu0HOK9aU/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379130328782389250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dove ad, how much you pay for the simpson's marge to straighten her hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqaCZHBheZI/AAAAAAAAARU/LA3F_54h5cA/s1600-h/candcads22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqaCZHBheZI/AAAAAAAAARU/LA3F_54h5cA/s320/candcads22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379130172834412946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nissan ad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-7881312188757331264?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/7881312188757331264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=7881312188757331264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7881312188757331264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7881312188757331264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/ask-me-do-proposal-no-time-read.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqaAUG48tMI/AAAAAAAAARM/hSKE_8vQnR4/s72-c/Lamborghini_Gallardo_stilettos-thumb-450x486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-4430267648569385761</id><published>2009-09-07T15:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:13:12.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched G force with Sat clique. love hurley! wanted to watch Final destination but seemed like Ami and claire wanted to sleep in the night, watched G force instead. anyway, before we went into the cinema, a family of 3, child probably around 7, was holding the tickets to the FD 3D theatre. errr.... okay, mum brought you to watch a M18 gruesome movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall i begin the advertisement hunt here? pardon me for being boring. but i love the world of advertisement! got a huge collection of ads in my folder. what a pity not to share it. who caused me to be so into creative ads, IKEA's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS9wh8RJSI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2TFyZuJf0H8/s1600-h/ua5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS9wh8RJSI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2TFyZuJf0H8/s320/ua5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378632496429737250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS9wcJ8VyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/udsnaecw9HA/s1600-h/uad17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS9wcJ8VyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/udsnaecw9HA/s320/uad17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378632494876481314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike's crashing ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS-SsRqcKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Ib4qBzKHlHM/s1600-h/uad6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS-SsRqcKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Ib4qBzKHlHM/s320/uad6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378633083319382178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill bill ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS-t7sexkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rCjuqz8Nv1c/s1600-h/ua2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS-t7sexkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rCjuqz8Nv1c/s320/ua2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378633551314863682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pepsi ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS_O4N04xI/AAAAAAAAARE/2ldwOMQDOc0/s1600-h/ua4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS_O4N04xI/AAAAAAAAARE/2ldwOMQDOc0/s320/ua4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378634117316666130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"have a bite ad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy upload. next time~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4430267648569385761?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4430267648569385761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4430267648569385761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4430267648569385761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4430267648569385761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/watched-g-force-with-sat-clique.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SqS9wh8RJSI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2TFyZuJf0H8/s72-c/ua5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3921079704670480055</id><published>2009-09-03T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:15:53.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super tired~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can hear Alvin.T saying serve me right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went singing with secondary school clique. end up doing "K-chat" with Chek Kee. sang about 5 songs in total i think? or less? it just so happened that its non-stop talking to Chek Kee for the 5-odd hours. throat started hurting not because of too much singing, but too much babbling aka screaming on top of my voice across the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so not up-to-date with chinese songs, how to sing? and, i dont practice. you see me posting alot about k session here, but i dont really like singing. i mean i prefer singing-for-fun instead. XD lets have another sing-for-fun session! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, around 2am, still babbling non-stop. counted the number of times Chek Kee said im abnormal. 7 in total. okay, im not normal! not the first time being said, but chek kee, do you need to mention so many times? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home around 3, slept at 330, work up at 5. yawn~ super tired! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enjoyed listening Su Eng, Alvin.H, Seng, Qin Hui and Wilbur singing. im serious. dont laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: and im not rich! please dont keeping asking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3921079704670480055?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3921079704670480055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3921079704670480055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3921079704670480055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3921079704670480055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/09/super-tired-i-can-hear-alvin.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-4926436008678585069</id><published>2009-08-29T07:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:54:04.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its weekend again~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did something quite wrong yesterday. pang seh-ed Alvin, left him with Huilin. Alvin, i know you got self-control. even if im not there to be your witness when something happens, 我會站在你這邊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, survived my 5th week in the company. very tiring. slept almost everyday during lunch break. 吃飽就睡 omg. -.-! lots of information onverwhelming in my head. marketing plan, operation plan, branding...argh~! any future entrepreneur? i need help!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49days to end of SIP, 38days to submission~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4926436008678585069?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4926436008678585069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4926436008678585069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4926436008678585069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4926436008678585069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-weekend-again-did-something-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3041031647623831136</id><published>2009-08-25T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:37:48.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Su eng's birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in office currently, blogging secretly. lols. boss isnt around. so freedom everywhere. and, when is my pay coming?!!! i guess Lijun is right. ive got serious poverty phobia, serious insect phobia, serious senior phobia and very very very serious social phobia named sociophobia+seniorphobia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not that i dont want to interact with my colleague. you know, some people are just being slow in this socialising etiquette. boss kept nagging about me being too quiet. i do talk. just that i dont talk much. thats it. nothing to talk about in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met this TP senior on the street yesterday. 17 years apart. how do i know her? fate, i guess. i dont walk on that street usually. it just so happened that i walk to that street unknowningly and it just so happened that i met her. shes a sales. thats why she blabber a lot. again, she said that im being too quiet. T_T that why i need people like her to give me a push to the socialising world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3041031647623831136?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3041031647623831136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3041031647623831136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3041031647623831136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3041031647623831136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-was-su-engs-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-4822843765232969435</id><published>2009-08-23T00:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:29:11.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched FFVII AC? lols. English-dubbed version on channel 5. errr....pretty terrible voicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the past 10 days was....normal...nothing special happened. but theres a lot of activities going on. meet ups, steamboat, movies, movies and movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ILO's visit was breath taking. Malcolm actually knows my boss. omg. they are neighbours! what the... after seeing Malcolm for the first time, hard to believe on what i have heard about him. really? hes a.... ....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, 4th week was no better in the office. busy doing telemarketing. TELEMARKETING IS ONE OF THE MOST UNDESIRABLE JOBS IN THE WORLD! give me a chance, i'll rather go do nursery job. what the... got to filter 15000 contacts from the client list and call up 400 contacts. by hook or by crook, you must produce the survey result. thats the instruction given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing telemarketing will only make you more demoralised. rejection rejection rejection. what the hell. especially surveying Singaporeans. omg. the moment i said i wanted to do a short survey with them, they will say, "no no no no...i dont have time for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a short survey can cause you? life is it? glad that i met some Caucasians. they were really nice people. take your survey seriously, answer with pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, a month is gone...i can say i hardly did anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56days to end of SIP. 45days to submission of assignment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4822843765232969435?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4822843765232969435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4822843765232969435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4822843765232969435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4822843765232969435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/watched-ffvii-ac-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3969622944377219834</id><published>2009-08-12T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:29:51.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally~ you can say finally~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall sick. not very sick until must take MC kind. honestly, i wanted to. but havent been to for doctor so dont know how many years already. one night of sleep cant recover i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constant motion sickness is bothering also. hate having imbalanced hearing. omg.  feel so restless at work every single day.how many cups of coffee also not enough. intensifying  my dark circles only. colleague thought im on drug. i'll rather get sick than having headache. experience before? when you are having headache, you dont feel like doing anything, dont feel like thinking anything except for your bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, one thing i found quite shocked~ one of my colleague said i got very unique thinking. omg. i merely asked a very common sense question what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that the in the lobby, not just one floor, but within the whole building, men's toilet is pink and ladies is in blue. and i asked her why is it the case. she smirked and said, "wah, your thinking very "special" man. why you bother so much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T.T.T.T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3969622944377219834?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3969622944377219834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3969622944377219834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3969622944377219834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3969622944377219834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-you-can-say-finally-i-fall-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5856111969390251014</id><published>2009-08-11T20:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:27:03.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super tired~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting down and type type type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been drinking coffee since morning. 6 cups in total plus a packet of teh-ping. omg. teh-ping super sweet! reminds me of Edmund's inconsistent input of pasteurized milk into the teh-ping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt quite sick in the office. apparently the air wasnt fresh and some of the colleagues werent feeling well either. i guess it was due to the company trip earlier during the long weekend...at Phunket i think. everyone was grumbling the lack of sleep last night due to the fact that they took midnight flight back to singapore this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss good lorh. can sleep until noon then come to work. 5 colleagues ended up on MC after the trip. what a nice trip~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 ply of toilet rolls today. 20 rolls i mean. lols. my very first life experience in buying toilet papers. when uncle ask what brand you want?, i stoned. seriously... i was like "shuck! what is the brand i use at home arh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stocked up 3 rolls in the office and took home the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr...walking around with 17 rolls of toilet papers wasnt very glamourous huh. lucky im not those very image conscious type. even hugged the rolls and slept in the bus. cant be bothered. frankly speaking, its actually quite comfortable. i hugged the 2 plys partly because i wanted to filter the smell of the person sitting next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear im no racist. but that indian guy seriously smell... aiyo. almost vomitted when i alighted man. must have eaten a lot of curry before boarding lah. stink the whole bus. T.T. when he yawned, it was almost intolerable. got to ask him to pay if i vomit onto my toilet rolls, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68 days to end of SIP~ 57 days to submission~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5856111969390251014?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5856111969390251014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5856111969390251014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5856111969390251014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5856111969390251014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/super-tired-sitting-down-and-type-type.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6973116142646849282</id><published>2009-08-10T23:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:10:48.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>very busy over the weekend. busy sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did spent alot of time sleeping though. need a lot of inspirations for essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third week of SIP starts tomorrow. isnt it fast? omg. got to chiong some i-dont-even-know-how-to-write report. hardly had been doing anything over the past 2 weeks. endless and meaningless research. bleh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted  to end this torment and yet im afraid to face the deplorable deadline. contradicting isnt it. okay, i might as well stop all this ventures. wasting my time vexing over things that will never have answers, corrupting this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. today is Huilin's birthday if im not wrong. welcome to the year of your final teenage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SoBBwlMxA2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/qNLAOOV-bc0/s1600-h/se-idou-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SoBBwlMxA2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/qNLAOOV-bc0/s320/se-idou-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368363058700813154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally SE goes into this full touchscreen industry. was wondering why SE isnt in this touchsceen dominating market earlier. finally, this model, with a funny name, Satio (well, at least it sounds better than Aino and Yari) is releasing in September. the first 12.1 mp camera phone. ha, i expected the price to cost an atomic bomb. bad thing is it wasnt as slim and light as Arena. and it give a edgy feel, which im not very fond in. come out with some better design, SE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SoBDc2TBhTI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Qzos2-C69dA/s1600-h/sony-ericsson-psp-phone-concept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SoBDc2TBhTI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Qzos2-C69dA/s320/sony-ericsson-psp-phone-concept.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368364918716335410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SoBFvvGRImI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3lRBNvAT8yo/s1600-h/sony-ericsson-slim-concept-phone-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SoBFvvGRImI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3lRBNvAT8yo/s320/sony-ericsson-slim-concept-phone-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367442224554594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for this to come out! lols. psp phone and this sleek concept phone. cool~&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this image is actually created by some talented internet designer. if SE were to go into production, it might probably launch in Japan only. unfair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6973116142646849282?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6973116142646849282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6973116142646849282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6973116142646849282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6973116142646849282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-busy-over-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SoBBwlMxA2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/qNLAOOV-bc0/s72-c/se-idou-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-9024861133585888540</id><published>2009-08-08T23:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:58:01.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;女人呢，最怕嫁錯郎。我現在徹底領悟到這一點。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爲什麽呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把我的工作形容成相親好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你和相親對象相識前，你只看過對方的資料。老媽子只給你不到半天的時間考慮是否嫁他。因爲對方是個有錢人，而你也相信你老媽子所安排的對象。於是你在朋友的勸導之下，就連對方是誰都還不知道的情況下，你答應了這門親事。但是你知道不對勁。便去告訴爺爺，他還是無動於衷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當你見到對方時，你雖然意識到自己嫁錯郎，但你萬萬沒有想到你們根本。。。不是不能溝通，使根本語言不通.你根本不愛那個國家的人。但，既然已經嫁了進來，在他面前你只能強顏歡笑。在那個家，沒人能夠幫助你。即時想幫，也都無能爲力。雖然大家都是好人，但，語言不通，一切都蕩然無存。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家在知道你進錯門時，都很驚訝。爲什麽語言不通，你還是嫁進門？你老媽是怎麽替你挑對象的？但是已經沒有回頭路了。唯有言聽計從才能在那個家生存。不過要逼自己面對一個要等上三個月才能離婚的男人，你遲早發瘋。更糟的是，你沒有自由，那個男人任有你自身自滅，不管用什麽方法，都一定要你在三個月内學會他們的語言才算是離婚條件。三個月内學會一切，得憂鬱症是遲早的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把我的處境形容成相親，很貼切吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-9024861133585888540?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/9024861133585888540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=9024861133585888540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/9024861133585888540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/9024861133585888540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2932176883065437518</id><published>2009-08-06T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:48:15.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was doing site analysis today....and found this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Snrx4VaVnlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/DCtLrzEWCnw/s1600-h/cad2e07d46694c7a9854b43a09f843e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Snrx4VaVnlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/DCtLrzEWCnw/s320/cad2e07d46694c7a9854b43a09f843e9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366867856087948882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im quite noob. somewhere in Upper Thomson, there is this Jasmine road. lols. 20years living in Singapore and i didnt even know this road exist. actually thats the area where all the filthy rich people live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take picture of it but i dont have a phone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha, borrowed this picture from some website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, just told lao pa the loss of my phone. phew volcano erupted...wonder how will my lao ma respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to eat bread and dip milo everyday~ T.T even though i got free lunch from canteen...omg. canteen's food 不是人吃的！imagine eating lard everyday...omg. you call this 慢性自殺。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown 73 days to end of SIP, 62 days to submission of assignment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2932176883065437518?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2932176883065437518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2932176883065437518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2932176883065437518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2932176883065437518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/was-doing-site-analysis-today.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Snrx4VaVnlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/DCtLrzEWCnw/s72-c/cad2e07d46694c7a9854b43a09f843e9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-7732869555184262101</id><published>2009-08-04T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:35:36.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOST MY PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im telling the world i lost my beloved phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time feel that the phone weighs the same as my ipod. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos both were bought by mum, as my birthday present. ipod was 17 and handphone was for my 19th birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i actually lost it! how am i going to explain to her? bought it less than 3 months and its gone forever. heerrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this phone is always giving me problem. even thought of throwing it away. its not as if i seriously want to it throw away. guess the curse came true. its away forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the...i know im never lucky...but too am i a little too unlucky? just lost my ez link and matric card....now MY PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss my first month salary goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? you are telling me 舊的不去新的不來？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, i very 重感情one. probably will be moaning for the next 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? buy Iphone 3GS? siao! not interested...T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to buy back my Arena...love the 3D interface and the sleek and thin design... i need my salary asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, went watch murderer with those company again last night. first part of the plot, we (me and wilbur) thought we were exactly watching My Bloody Valentine version 2. end up there was a twist in the story. freaking weird. in fact i was watching 20th Century Boy II version 2. lols. Seng rated it 4.5 stars out of 5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, of course! its Aaron Kwok what. the all time favourite idol. can dance, can act, can....errr...sing...anw, the antagonist, the 40-year-old kid...can really act too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i going for UP! next.... ....wait....cannot...i need to save up for phone~ T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-7732869555184262101?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/7732869555184262101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=7732869555184262101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7732869555184262101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7732869555184262101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost-my-phone-sobs-im-telling-world-i.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-3555954927847998467</id><published>2009-08-01T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:45:17.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>supposed to be working today. boss let me off to do library research. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SnRl4FdxojI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_ijiBDPwWKs/s1600-h/P2355_01-08-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365025070319247922" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SnRl4FdxojI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_ijiBDPwWKs/s320/P2355_01-08-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;borrowed this amount of books and carried them all the way to bukit batok. im strong! no choice. saturday is my only chance to borrow as many books as possible for research. wasnt allow to do it in the week days. what kind of rule is this?i cant do anything when i dont have materials. apparently i got to work AT HOME tomorrow to come up with first week's report. i know nothing about business and i got to master it within 11 weeks and write a 300-page proposal. siao! uni thesis got this much? literally is 3/5 of a ream of paperssssssssssss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today was my first time spamming one's handphone. geraldine's one. i lost my matric and i desperately need one to borrow books. she offered me her card and gave me the wrong password. T.T. called her a few times, never ever pick up. no choice, one and a half hour of calling became spamming. i got to be in the office by 1400. im still in the library when its 1345. no choice, went to the librarian to try my luck. but end up geraldine's card kenna confiscated. dont blame me, i dont have a choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my office seriously lack toilet papers. every OL carries one roll around. i get the point now. stocked up my one week usage of toilet papers and my lao ma flared up. she was in the toilet and she dont have toilet paper to use. i took the last roll. i guess paper all this also must pay by myself. see the reason why the company is paying an intern this much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trusted the one who allocate me the job and end up doing nothing related ALONE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;69days to submission of assigment, 76 days to end of SIP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-3555954927847998467?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3555954927847998467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=3555954927847998467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3555954927847998467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/3555954927847998467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/supposed-to-be-working-today.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SnRl4FdxojI/AAAAAAAAAP8/_ijiBDPwWKs/s72-c/P2355_01-08-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-7260201724301486325</id><published>2009-07-31T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:25:55.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>week one's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! i survived for a week! whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, another 11 more weeks to go. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who study business, apart from marketing, must be boring people. no offence. im seriously bored to death. lao pa thought i go to war everyday. everyday come back, eat, rest, bathe and sleep. hate suffering from low blood pressure. 9hours of computers and nothing else must be very energy consuming. i rather go prune trees...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a bit about my work scope. im actually suppose to come up with a business proposal for the company's future expansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me, got any relation with design??? im more than willing to take up anything design even if it doesnt has any link with what we are studying. like Chun Quan always says, "mai hiam buay pai."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;business, got to study from scatch. scatch of the scatch i tell you. throwing me into the sea without even teaching me how to swim. not even throwing me a lifebuoy. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take my hat off to those OLs working 8am to 6pm everyday. its like everyday, everything repeats. repeats and repeats you know. thats one thing i can never understand business people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with Mel and Ger just now. talk nothing other than what we have done for the past one week. imagine life like this when we graduated. meet up once in a while babbling about how are we leading our lives differently. thats why i tell Ger to enjoy school life as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70days to completion of assignment. 77days to end of SIP~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-7260201724301486325?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/7260201724301486325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=7260201724301486325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7260201724301486325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7260201724301486325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-ones-over.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5026444439453134185</id><published>2009-07-29T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:18:51.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>superb boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superb duperb boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear this is my last time doing 9-to-5 job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hardly even open my mouth.  said less than 2 sentences today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like one of my colleague asked," have you eaten?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i responded, "urhm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another asked, "how are you doing (the assignment)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i replied, "okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant even walk around freely. apparently the office door is encrypted with password. who am i? just an intern... think they will give me access? no way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst! lost EZ link card, together with matric card. =.=! no more didi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the while they were discussing bugs and pests....=.=!, gossiping...(oh, by the way i overheard them saying that Jennifer Aniston isnt a pure white...hmmm), grumbling on customer's complaints and blah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, like what mel said, live with it. for the sake of money, bear with it. learn nothing also nevermind. mel, you will teach us what you have learn one right? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn~ design and business can never blend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72days to complete assignment, 79days to end of SIP~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5026444439453134185?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5026444439453134185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5026444439453134185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5026444439453134185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5026444439453134185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/07/superb-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5395042663360054290</id><published>2009-07-28T22:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:42:03.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was told that someone will be checking out our blogs on our work progress. which means...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means cannot complain is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im not going to complain. first day of work is super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, sorry, i complained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOSS was too busy to brief me on my assignment. so, end up sitting at the allocated seat and rot away. after rotted for a quarter of the day, BOSS finally come back. asked me to design brochures  for the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished already,,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rot again. again and again. hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i dont like to get bored you see. oppose my character. i cant stay still one. and its not as if i can take out newspaper, shake leg and read. so, instead, of doing one brochure, i did quite alot of brochures for the company, both corporate and creative type...with POWERPOINT. thats the beauty of this assignment. its an EXTREMELY difficult task i say, to design anything with powerpoint, MICROSOFT POWERPOINT. well, theres nothing impossible, just that we rely too much on photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, ahaha, i did it quite...not to be proud, but BOSS unexpected loves how i do. how can i not do well on this ONE and ONLY design-related assignment...with POWERPOINT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day, which is today, i wasnt even assigned to anything. boss was simply too busy to see me. rotted away for half a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i mean really HALF A DAY. from 830am to 2pm. dont say shiok, its really...omg...no choice, i took the initiative to research stuff myself. okay, if Zishan sees this, she will say, “ 真的咩。。？” im never a zi dong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  around 2pm, when hes back to the office, he called for me. "Jas, come, go out with me awhile." know what? guess hes too busy to even sit down and brief me about my assignment, was actually ask to ride with him, so that he can brief me along his way. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8OVeqAqQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/APOB1mcX3CA/s1600-h/P1748_28-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8OVeqAqQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/APOB1mcX3CA/s320/P1748_28-07-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363521443390859522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. took his 13 years old mers-benz...convertible. lols. too bad he didnt open the "rag".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...lols. i kept giggling when hes done with his job and then he said, "come, lets drink tea." lols. he drove me to East Coast Park to drink tea. lols. imagine, yun jie and sheryl busy working at ECP, and i was drinking tea with boss happily at Mark Lee's cafe. lols. boss's treat anyway. he might be wondering why am i giggling all the way.lols. talked alot with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt get to eat much because, not that im being reserved, im only zi dong with thing like this, boss ordered tuna toast... =.=!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUNA TOAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;order anything but TUNA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world know i hated tuna to the core. still ask me eat. i honestly tell him i never liked tuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he shook his head saying, "jialak liao, boss ask you eat tuna, you dont want huh, prepare to fail SIP!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tell me hes joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, see the way i describe him, he doesnt put on air, which is, what people always say, a 10 out od 10 boss. i guess hes the type. and then... we talked about cars. lols. love talking to people with good knowledge of cars. anyway, for your info, he owns 4. hes buying another one very soon. very soon as in tomorrow or some where within this week. soon enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, that not the end of the story, he then drove me to his automation service place. lols.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8Q3Kk9PSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/geuVa42frpE/s1600-h/P1645_28-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8Q3Kk9PSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/geuVa42frpE/s320/P1645_28-07-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363524221139762466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. the white-stripped blouse one...thats him! lols. dont scold me for not showing his face. cant possibly ask my boss to twist and let me take pictures right. =.=!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8OWrcDy7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/BSNeV4FBfBg/s1600-h/P1646_28-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8OWrcDy7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/BSNeV4FBfBg/s320/P1646_28-07-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363521464001874866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audi TT! apparently rich people send their cars here for servicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8OWSjvq_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/0p7RZrW_8pA/s1600-h/P1649_28-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8OWSjvq_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/0p7RZrW_8pA/s320/P1649_28-07-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363521457323224050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get what i mean? another TT again...just that its not a roadster.T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8OVoqLeYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/C6EMYVr2350/s1600-h/P1656_28-07-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sm8OVoqLeYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/C6EMYVr2350/s320/P1656_28-07-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363521446075922818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then a cooperS came in. lols. i was told that it was here all along. just that, the lady boss took a ride with it. customer's car can like that one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, that the end of my day 2. serious work starts tomorrow! hais...but non-design... mels doing MOI's work, shihui doing VSC work. i want!!!! im doing....business's work? must as well hire business people to work...=.=!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dont get freak out by this. $888 is just the basic pay. if i do well in this project, i'll get paid another auspicious amount. lols. a bonus. provided that i do well lah. getting paid that high means you must produce that level of quality work. in fact im doing a few men's work. so, consider my pay is a 3-4 men's pay. and im doing all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=!! cant afford to screw things up. for the sake of the concert's money, got to work hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i get paid so generously, i'll do the company a service....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5395042663360054290?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5395042663360054290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5395042663360054290' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-492909796323867445</id><published>2009-07-24T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:02:32.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;今天收到文稿的酬勞費。&lt;br /&gt;１００篇才區區的５０塊。&lt;br /&gt;我現在才知道小説家的辛苦。&lt;br /&gt;寫到要死要活，才賺那麽一點錢。&lt;br /&gt;沒辦法，我詞窮，拿的又只有中學文憑，&lt;br /&gt;有人肯買我的故事，算是走運了。&lt;br /&gt;還能抱怨什麽呢？　&lt;br /&gt;現在有三個故事在手。&lt;br /&gt;希望至少有一個會被錄取。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好奇的STALKER問我，我們這些無名的“故事人”的工作内容是什麽，靈感從哪裏來。&lt;br /&gt;老實講，打個比喻， 就像是作曲人。&lt;br /&gt;你把DEMO寄到唱片公司，好的話，公司就會錄取，&lt;br /&gt;並給你一筆酬勞。然後再把DEMO轉賣給歌手的經紀公司之類的。（内部的事，誰知道啊？）&lt;br /&gt;故事人的角度來説就是把DEMO變成故事大綱。&lt;br /&gt;編輯接受的話，就會要你把故事寫出來。&lt;br /&gt;通常游銘故事人都會一次過寄幾分大綱草寫。錄取的機會比較高嘛。&lt;br /&gt;總之就是吃力又不討好的工作。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當小説家，比當設計師還難。&lt;br /&gt;靈感方面，剛開始起步的時候，大多數剛起步的小説家也是，都把身邊發生的事寫成故事。&lt;br /&gt;我也不例外。&lt;br /&gt;就是把身邊的事物弄得誇張一點，寫成故事。就是這麽簡單。&lt;br /&gt;職業型的小説最難，&lt;br /&gt;因爲需要很多參考。&lt;br /&gt;我也只寫過兩次。。。關於籃球和。。。忘記了。&lt;br /&gt;記得籃球的是因爲它特別難。&lt;br /&gt;籃球的規矩，每一個球員的位置，每一格動作，每一個表情都必須把它變成字眼。&lt;br /&gt;難到要死。也寫到要死。光是想動作，就令人頭大。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;科幻故事，難就難在，沒辦法參考，也不能實際體驗，&lt;br /&gt;全都是憑空想象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好的作品要參考的範圍。。。算了，&lt;br /&gt;越說越頽喪。&lt;br /&gt;這叫職業病嗎？&lt;br /&gt;想寫什麽&lt;br /&gt;就會源源不斷的一只寫下去。&lt;br /&gt;總之我2個多月心血才夠換一次的學車費。&lt;br /&gt;有夠可悲的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-492909796323867445?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/492909796323867445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=492909796323867445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/492909796323867445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/492909796323867445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/07/stalker-demo-demo-demo-2.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5749692193457087043</id><published>2009-07-20T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:09:29.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>end of Brand building, end of P4 (almost). gosh... whats next? SIP. hais... where the hell is my job location?! 89 days to end of SIP~ thats fast. or did i count wrongly? i remember i last counted 130+ days right? my turn to clock in and out le~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was discussing with Ivy, stepf and fiz about the big day on 22nd July. it has been like 10 years? since i last see an eclipse.  by the way, that day is lao pa's birthday. keep bragging about the world celebrating his birthday. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the eclipse thing, stepf mention the doomday in 2012. serious? left 3 years to live man. 3 years a bit short sa. can extend longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, yah, a bit of slight flu. body aching. but not H1N1 okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5749692193457087043?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5749692193457087043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5749692193457087043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5749692193457087043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5749692193457087043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/07/end-of-brand-building-end-of-p4-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1384903359952008496</id><published>2009-07-16T17:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:45:44.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>received the verdict today. okay, well, im no longer healthy like before. immutable. ironclad truth. thats why i said i hate check ups. no way you can deny anymore. spent about 10mins to accept the fact. 10 mins only. guess mel and others must be quite surprised about my speedy recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been through the worst. no point staying depressed forever. a bottle of milk a day, starting from today~!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 反正传到桥头自然直。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...actually i should stay depressed. man, got a call from the sony personnel regarding my lappy. he gave me 2 options. continue using the current laptop until it is dead and then buy a new one, or spend more than a thousand for the inner parts. so how???? buy a new one or what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;哎呀，不管啦，都说了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;反正传到桥头自然直~！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1384903359952008496?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1384903359952008496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1384903359952008496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1384903359952008496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1384903359952008496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/07/received-verdict-today.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-7862315778982369196</id><published>2009-07-15T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:23:10.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stalker was complaining why is there no update for the past 2 weeks. well, im lazy lorh. what else? was chatting with Zishan, who is currently at Shanghai till 3 plus, 4 in the morning for the whole of last week. stopped now. my aging body cannot tahan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all along we were talking about the hygiene in Shanghai. what the hell. i swear Shanghai will be the last city i will ever visit. i knew Zishan was never a person who is afraid of bugs. okay, anybody would freak out if you see mobs. she even beg me to save her. come on lah, let me see those mobs, i think i will stone till death lah. nevermind, i help you stock up bygon when im serving SIP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently in this laptop-less situation. i was told that it will take 14 working days before i can go collect it back. why the hell they need so much time to service the laptop? its not that i cant live without it. just that...hais...back to the fighting-with-bro-with-the-desktop days a couple of years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-7862315778982369196?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/7862315778982369196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=7862315778982369196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7862315778982369196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/7862315778982369196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/07/stalker-was-complaining-why-is-there-no.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5670798616926295969</id><published>2009-07-01T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:56:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>second day of Desmond's lecture. still as interesting as ever. every common sense though. lots of homework to do and im still slacking a lot. yet to recover from the holidays i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-essays&lt;br /&gt;-brand research&lt;br /&gt;-repackage portfolio &lt;br /&gt;-build models &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really interested in researching on a favourite brand. i was excited in the first place. but when i thought through it, i kind of blanked out. suddenly felt aimless on what to research on. i dropped the idea in researching Gatsby again. its boring. and, blame myself for suggesting Hafiz to research on Yamaha. wanted to do some instrument research. there are several other brands im quite familiar with. but unless you yourself is a hardcore instrument player, generally, Yamaha is the more renown brand is Singapore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of doing on car brands. but i think i'll be digging my grave if i do that. Desmond seems more into them than me. if i crap out anything, i'll be screwed. Audi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5670798616926295969?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5670798616926295969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5670798616926295969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5670798616926295969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5670798616926295969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/07/second-day-of-desmonds-lecture.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-1591137168128331842</id><published>2009-06-30T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:50:33.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>summary for last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of activities, lots of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin's birthday last Friday, HuiShan's birthday last Friday, Micheal Jackson died last Friday, Farrah Fawcett died last friday, Transformer last Friday, received a job last Friday, received a mail from a long lost foreign friend last Friday. incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday and death aside, watched Transformer with the same secondary school clique. R8 appeared in the scene(very unexpected. i didnt do my background check)... as the bad machine. what the... it got sliced into two in the end by one of the twins...omg...soundtrack was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a job from some random guys out there. i got to write Chinese essays...thats part of my job scope. huh? havent been writing Chinese essay since O's man, which was like 3 years? yah, omg, exactly 3 years ago! worse still, i was only given 2 themes to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, finally, Taku made an effort to contact me, telling me he is doing well and all. he really got me worried when 2 months ago, i was told that one of my other foreign friend, in fact my first foreign friend died of suicide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, singing with my saturday clique. lols. somehow singing with them made me feel more relaxed when singing with Mel, Juan and Ger. because i dont really know how to sing chinese songs? Kevin really sang well. omg. the ge shen in the clique. hes the professional one anyway. competing with him is suicidal. session ended at around 12am.  Jia Heng is charismatic enough to send us one by one home. never feel bored hanging out with him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, yesterday, thought we had lecture for brand building. lecturer stood us up man. gosh, must be eating mee siam at the LT lah. no emails, nothing. not just our lecturer, other lecturers also went eat mee siam and left their students wasting time waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond is our lecturer for brand building. our very first and very last lecturer in school. ha, what a coincidence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-1591137168128331842?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/1591137168128331842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=1591137168128331842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1591137168128331842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/1591137168128331842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/summary-for-last-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2009224838483733509</id><published>2009-06-23T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:17:35.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>busy doing model and suddenly, this woman called. the moment i answered the phone by saying "Hello~", this woman immediately responded "oh, oop. err...sorry, i got the wrong number." she didnt hung up immediately, instead, she was speaking to someone else. i didnt hung up either...curiosity, you know. i didnt feel a thing until she said (to her colleague, i supposed), "are you sure this is the number? its a KID speaking..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the...first time in my life someone says i sound like a KID. what can a less than one second "Hello~" justify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought i sound mature...err...at least i thought i am...huijie even say i sound old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, when the woman said she will try and call again, i hung up. in less than 3 seconds, she called, back. and then back to the "Hello~" again. this time she double confirmed my identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this Jasmine, Jasmine Goh Qian Ying?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes" i tried to sound polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ohh, so you are Jasmine..." (you called my phone and who else can i be?????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im sorry that i hang up the phone earlier, you sounded kind of...young...." (yah...like a gin na right....=.=!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ultimately this woman just called up and confirm with me my dental appointment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2009224838483733509?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2009224838483733509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2009224838483733509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2009224838483733509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2009224838483733509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-doing-model-and-suddenly-this.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-8799866847607431724</id><published>2009-06-20T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:13:32.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jia Jun asked why am i doing this 孫子兵法 on msn. lols. because....err.... i got nothing better to do. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooooo~ cos my korean neighbours seemed to be very astonished by this system. lols. it was really a pain to explain it in English, not to say that i dont even know some of the 4-words....err... actually, i know de, just that when they asked questions like the background of the 4-word, why was it phrased like that, it really sort of daunted me. im a Chinese, and yet i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sort of 被一個A GUA嚇倒in Hougang Mall just now. err...pardon for my mix of Chinese. but he/she really got my nerve. omg. not the first time seeing an A Gua... but...aiya... he/she just gave me a very mixed feeling when i saw him/her. he/she stood right in front of me when Alvin H siam, and i gave a very rude reaction. i absolutely do not have any prejudice against them... just need time to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, saw the long-time-no-see-Alvin-Lim. lols. another Alvin in the list, i know. havent been in touch with him for the past 3 years. omg. no change at all, which is a good thing. guess we got a lot to talk the next time we see each other~ lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-8799866847607431724?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8799866847607431724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=8799866847607431724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8799866847607431724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/8799866847607431724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/jia-jun-asked-why-am-i-doing-this-on.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-879608691163593608</id><published>2009-06-18T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:27:43.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent been home early ever since hols started. Sunday, stay with Liru at my house void deck till dawn, Monday with Seng, Wilbur and Alvin, Tuesday with Liru and JiaJun, and this morning, Alvin. Throat is hurting now, seriously. that 4 nights of talking is almost equivalent one month supply of babbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Alvin, and Liru and JiaJun seemed more like interrogation sessions. they are more of the curious creatures than i am. keeping shooting questions on me, even those awkward ones. but im more comfortable with people who initiate topics and do the babbling when im the one listening. its odd when i always got to break the silence when the group im with drops to the nothing-to-say-mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went Art Friend with Ger and Mel just now. omg. tired~ its not even a shopping spree and yet i feel dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a white lambor that really made my day. whee~ engine was loud, really very the loud. you call that show off. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-879608691163593608?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/879608691163593608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=879608691163593608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/879608691163593608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/879608691163593608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/havent-been-home-early-ever-since-hols.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5652636270840545284</id><published>2009-06-16T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:46:52.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a great chat with Zishan who is currently serving her internship at ShangHai. seem like an enjoyable trip for her. regretted that i didnt see her off that day. i'll see you 3 months later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great with her on MSN i mean. paper pocket cant take the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently she is obsessed with this guy...admiration... im glad that this guy is influential enough for her to quit smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to yesterday. i thought i would like to say a bit about wilbur's abrupt question yesterday but i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what is our purpose for living?" it doesnt sound like a question to me. more like an answer to us that he doesnt has one to begin with. it wasnt the question that shocked me, wilbur-actually-will-say-something-like-that did. the hardcore gaming, manga reading guy actually has this kind of thinking. man, i guess i just didnt know wilbur well. and, this question has been winding in my brain ever since poly. im sure everybody who comes to this age will always go into wild imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we (Alvin, Seng and I) debated with him for awhile. pointless though. he said something like i can just finish reading my manga, finish playing my game, and i go die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean you got nothing else to do besides the two? cant be right? im not up to the position to consult him or what. if you cant find your purpose, go create one lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5652636270840545284?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5652636270840545284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5652636270840545284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5652636270840545284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5652636270840545284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/had-great-chat-with-zishan-who-is.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6098942232282416790</id><published>2009-06-16T04:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T04:43:41.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, in fact, yesterday, was Ber's birthday. once again happy birthday! today is Jia Jun's birthday. happy birthday too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been enjoying holidays ever since it commenced. a bit guilty though. mel and gang were like chionging portfolio and there i am, enjoying holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sjau1rXY5ZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xDNiAKUzN_Y/s1600-h/P2249%5B01%5D_13-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sjau1rXY5ZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xDNiAKUzN_Y/s320/P2249%5B01%5D_13-06-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347653844746167698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chomp chomp for supper on Saturday. first time chomp chomp makan experience. pretty not bad, i can say. the variety of food i mean. asked for a pretty big gulp of sugar cane. in fact, its very big. but good thing for Alvin and I, we were the shui tong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sjau2MeYmpI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1gRIu4Q7pZ4/s1600-h/P2322%5B01%5D_13-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sjau2MeYmpI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1gRIu4Q7pZ4/s320/P2322%5B01%5D_13-06-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347653853633878674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished it in no time. lols. cant really see the size in the picture. should have compared it with the normal mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SjawD7W37-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/4XtxFNOwuGg/s1600-h/P0417%5B01%5D_16-06-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/SjawD7W37-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/4XtxFNOwuGg/s320/P0417%5B01%5D_16-06-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347655189068771298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kino shopping with Ger on Sunday. spent 100+ bucks purely on books. and, finally im able do some reading during the holidays. i'll start with Twilight first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, err...yesterday, watched Monster VS Alien. typical saving-the-earth-from-invasion-story. but i watched it for the sake of the cute, blue, jelly Bob. "Wah~! my back~!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at house...void deck at around 11plus just now. however, were chatting with Seng, Wilbur and Alvin till 4am. lols. sad to say that most of Seng and Alvin;s topic surrounded almost nothing but...those erotic ones. its normal for guys, i know. i just dont know what to respond for acknowledgement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6098942232282416790?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6098942232282416790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6098942232282416790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6098942232282416790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6098942232282416790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-in-fact-yesterday-was-bers.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rb7dxFkIN0k/Sjau1rXY5ZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xDNiAKUzN_Y/s72-c/P2249%5B01%5D_13-06-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5817342854437285758</id><published>2009-06-11T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:45:43.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dead tired. slept for about 2 hours just now. another 30 hours before i can go back to sleep again. cant wait till friday...end of friday. just wanted to quickly submit the final 3 items and its the call for the block. and then self declare holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nissin instant noodle for lunch, dinner and supper for the past 3 days. i know mum is like forcing me to cook. but, i dont want leh~ cooking is tedious if i dont enjoy the process. now, i just want to concentrate on the workload ive given. cooking....next time lah. i like to cook, but dont force to do it if i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thonging at Ger's house, again, later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5817342854437285758?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5817342854437285758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5817342854437285758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5817342854437285758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5817342854437285758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/dead-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-5597446055526896679</id><published>2009-06-09T19:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:12:26.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got a super S*** job for SIP. doesnt even concern design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we try our best to allocate you people jobs that is related to what you are studying now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, right. go kill pest, do survey...you call this related?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i acknowledged it, is there room for complaints? its for money sake that i accepted the job. maybe im just not that capable enough for a better one. now, i got to pray hard that i do not need to deal with bugs. i dont care if i fail SIP or not, i'll quit immediately if i have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一直被老爸念個不停。&lt;br /&gt;“整天不睡覺。你在學校到底是在做什麽？”&lt;br /&gt;誰有覺又不想睡？&lt;br /&gt;現在頭痛到超想死。&lt;br /&gt;睡了一下，還是沒見起色。&lt;br /&gt;真的是痛到快要剝開。&lt;br /&gt;這個時候病不得。&lt;br /&gt;現在又是要病不病的狀態。　&lt;br /&gt;感覺很冷，卻在冒汗。&lt;br /&gt;ＨＡＲＩＴＨ又要我交這個，交那個。&lt;br /&gt;而且全都在禮拜四。&lt;br /&gt;做得完，叫我神好了。&lt;br /&gt;爲什麽要禮拜四？&lt;br /&gt;也要做得出來才行嘛。&lt;br /&gt;做不出來，你們會講，&lt;br /&gt;做得出來，達不到標準，你們又要講。&lt;br /&gt;做人難。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;所以，爲了一點小事就哭的你，&lt;br /&gt;我都沒哭，&lt;br /&gt;你哭什麽？&lt;br /&gt;出來外頭做工，&lt;br /&gt;不是每個人都像你一樣，會遇到好老闆。&lt;br /&gt;現在讓你遇到個自己看不屑的，&lt;br /&gt;對你是一種磨煉。&lt;br /&gt;受到一點打擊就只會哭，&lt;br /&gt;那我不是要跳樓。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;如果要我面對三個月的蟲，&lt;br /&gt;我應該有理由跳樓。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-5597446055526896679?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5597446055526896679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=5597446055526896679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5597446055526896679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/5597446055526896679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/got-super-s-job-for-sip.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2329675682029634029</id><published>2009-06-06T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:25:56.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TIRED~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara, my long lost friend, is no longer a MISS after today. we will be calling her Mrs Koh the next time we see her. guess i reach the age where i can start attending friends'(of my age) wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Happy Birthday to PeiYi, ZhengDe and err...yah, HyunJoong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently suffering from SIPhobia...omg...WeiQuan thought im applying for graphic designer when he saw my portfolio. shows that it turned out to be a graphic design portfolio. wah....no~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown 140days to end of SIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2329675682029634029?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2329675682029634029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2329675682029634029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2329675682029634029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2329675682029634029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/tired-clara-my-long-lost-friend-is-no.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-4986396459123980290</id><published>2009-06-02T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:36:20.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from mock internship interview. OH MY GOD~ its over~!!!! another one is on Monday and Tuesday though. it seriously is a torture when you are placed in the last few position. that amount of anticipation is just...unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you what, when i'm in front of the panel, no nervousness at all. in fact, i dont a thing when i was up there. even when i got arrowed with those harsh questions, i felt really calm and anticipated it. dont really know if i expressed myself explicitly but im glad that first phase is over. so Geraldine, dont run away from it. you got to face it sooner or later. and not just to the lecturers, its the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, bad thing about growing up is this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4986396459123980290?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4986396459123980290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4986396459123980290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4986396459123980290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4986396459123980290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-mock-internship-interview.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-6425234843692658520</id><published>2009-05-31T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:52:20.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from some necessities shopping. end up forgetting to buy pants for mock interview on Tuesday. Zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent 1/2 a day sleeping today. Zzzz... just cant seems to be sleeping enough. a few more hours before heading to Ger's house...again. omg. this time, got to really push myself to finish everything before 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can prioritise school work first.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, received a late birthday present today. the Twilight series. omg. what kind of temptation is this??? really got the urge to start reading again sa... not a Twilight fan actually but i just feel like reading! havent been reading anything ever since the commerce of p4. quick, i want to graduate asap. 146days to end of SIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-6425234843692658520?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/6425234843692658520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=6425234843692658520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6425234843692658520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/6425234843692658520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-from-some-necessities-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-2983914141303553597</id><published>2009-05-29T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:51:47.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was the 400th entry! if i update diligently everyday, i guess i'll hit about 2000. lols. told myself when i first started blogging that when i hit my first 1000, i'll do a retrospective. lols. seems like theres still a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin T wasnt in good mood today. foul mood, i suppose. Seng, Alvin H and me accompany him, spending our time aimlessly just to see if hes alright. hais... 平時不生氣的人，生起氣來，真的很可怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been hearing my chinese name for quite some times. Seng picked up today. what the... random sa... please dont remind me i got a chinese name. never really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, seems like im not the only noob who didnt know the change in horoscope. lols. quite a few peeps down there exclaiming like hell. "HUH?!!! WHAT THE....****?!!!" lols. suddenly got this urge to put up the traits of Gemini...errr...Taurus..., just like Su Eng...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-2983914141303553597?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2983914141303553597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=2983914141303553597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2983914141303553597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/2983914141303553597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-was-400th-entry-if-i-update.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-521338860372260980</id><published>2009-05-28T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:58:43.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from lesson. its very late now and i got a pile of homework to deal with. want to bathe asap but mum snatch the bathroom away, =.=! telling me "senior first". =.=! =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo, Mei Juan, i join you lah...tired of endless torment sa... countdown can soothe a bit? okay, countdown 149days to end of SIP, approx 300 days to graduation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, knew a couple of people who celebrate their birthday today...in fact, there are 5...no, 6. omg.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU....ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-521338860372260980?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/521338860372260980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=521338860372260980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/521338860372260980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/521338860372260980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-from-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-792163449422253749</id><published>2009-05-27T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:12:46.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was quite lagged behind about this. omg. just so happened that i was shocked when Alvin told us about it. i knew i was a Gemini ever since i was born. and now, i became a Taurus. omg. 19years of I-AM-A-GEMINI and now you tell me im not? its just like you are told that your current mum and dad are not your biological parents. i dont really believe in this astrology thing. just still not very ready to accept the fact im no longer what i was. omg... check this out, especially for people like Su Eng  (and for people like me, lagger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(taken for some source, lazy to cite)&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve been reading through astrology sites the other day and I came across a site that says that there is another star sign in the sky and a new star sign. It was pretty interesting to actually read it but due to this, many of our star signs are not as accurate as we think it should be. According to the website, I am supposed to be a Virgo, the “Virgin” but all these years I have been considered under the star sign Libra, the Scales. This change is due to the 13th star sign, Ophiuchus which is supposed to be in between Scorpio and Sagittarius. Haihz, now it seems that we trust our astrologers too much but now it seems that they are not actually 100% correct. Instead they are only 92% correct. Due to this, 84% of us have a star sign that is off by one constellation and another 2% is off by two! The rest of the 14% are lucky enough to be still under the same sign. Unfortunately I’m one of the 84% of people that have their star sign off by one constellation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of interesting reading astronomy. They explained in detail for a layman why this is actually happening in the first place. It is basically caused by the Earth wobbling at its own axis. Means that the geographic North of the Earth doesn’t point to the North star all the time which is now Polaris, it changes from time to time and this process takes thousands of years to complete one cycle. According to the website, it takes 25800 years to complete a “wobble”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you don’t understand what’s a wobble, just imagine a gasing (malay for top) spinning on the floor, where the top represents the Earth and the spinning represents the Earth’s rotation from West to East on a daily basis and the pointed edge of the top is the North pole of the Earth. As the top is spins so very fast, that’s the Earth spinning in a thousand years. Then as the tops slows down its rotation, the top starts to lose it’s central of gravity and starts to spinning unsteadily, so that is called a “wobble”. As the top continues spinning unsteadily, the pointed edge of the top which represents the Earth’s North pole moves around in a circle. So that is what the Earth is experiencing currently. And as the spins unsteadily, it’s still spinning fast, and so it also shows that the Earth is still spinning around many times which takes thousands of years to complete a single “wobble”. Pretty easy eh? Even things on Earth can substitute the incidents happening in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table below shows the “actual” constellations of the zodiac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomical Constellations of the Zodiac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constellation Dates&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn – January 19 to February 15&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius – February 16 to March 11&lt;br /&gt;Pisces – March 12 to April 18&lt;br /&gt;Aries – April 19 to May 13&lt;br /&gt;Taurus – May 14 to June 19&lt;br /&gt;Gemini – June 20 to July 20&lt;br /&gt;Cancer – July 21 to August 9&lt;br /&gt;Leo – August 10 to September 15&lt;br /&gt;Virgo – September 16 to October 30&lt;br /&gt;Libra – October 31 to November 22&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio – November 23 to November 29&lt;br /&gt;Ophiuchus – November 30 to December 17&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius – December 18 to January 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what’s the Ophiuichus sign represents? It’s actually a serpent bearer. This constellation is actually discovered thousands of years ago, just that many astrologers today has forgotten about its discovery. And because of this constellation, many things in the world isn’t what it’s supposed to be named after. Everything has all gone hay-wire but nobody seems to notice it because nobody actually knows its very own existence! An actual case of chaos in a world of order.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-792163449422253749?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/792163449422253749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=792163449422253749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/792163449422253749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/792163449422253749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-quite-lagged-behind-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8376493.post-4914995592822147712</id><published>2009-05-26T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:31:35.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously find it weird to celebrate birthday. its just a day when i remember i was born and the day when im a year older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i considered myself celebrating birthday with Wilbur, Alvin and Alvin. felt quite forced in the first place but i know that they are just nice people. i appreciated that. spent quite some times eating the cake Alvin bought. its nice, but im just not into cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoned for a while when was asked about birthday wishes. can i make more than three wishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;第一，讓父母享受人生。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;第二，找到自己想做的事；找到事業。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;第三，秘密。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeiJuan, must jio us out often!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8376493-4914995592822147712?l=welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4914995592822147712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8376493&amp;postID=4914995592822147712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4914995592822147712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8376493/posts/default/4914995592822147712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcome-to-my-junkyard.blogspot.com/2009/05/seriously-find-it-weird-to-celebrate.html' title=''/><author><name>R8 exotic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09341313580014907899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v489/jasanyin/2pic66.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
