<?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-3298130421179683244</id><updated>2011-07-29T12:34:41.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[d]umbass.massacre</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-3144900224979068110</id><published>2009-09-22T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:00:10.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of Summer</title><content type='html'>Its been a longtime since I last blogged. Summer holidays is about to end and classes are about to start in 6 days. Have you always wondered, whats the purpose of life ? We're here on this tiny marble called 'Earth' which is merely a speck of dust in this universe. But where do we come from ? In some eyes we're the sons &amp;amp; daughters of adam &amp;amp; eve but through scientific theories we're the 'evolved and improved' form of the apes.  Being a rather small part of society, I've always wondered why are we here ? All our lives, we've lived through a system. Where we're bred, raised, nurtured, educated, mated and so the cycle continues. We're always told to study hard, get good grades, get a good job, pay taxes, get married, get laid and repopulate. Our life is based on this very cycle. Its a system that we cannot run from. There's no other options given besides this. It sucks having to go back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-3144900224979068110?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/3144900224979068110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=3144900224979068110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/3144900224979068110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/3144900224979068110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2009/09/end-of-summer.html' title='The End of Summer'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-5285731016516699248</id><published>2008-09-15T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:20:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Hug</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="text"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Juan Mann – The Origin of Free Hugs.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; I'd been living in London when my world turned upside down and I'd had to come home. By the time my plane landed back in Sydney, all I had left was a carry on bag full of clothes and a world of troubles. No one to welcome me back, no place to call home. I was a tourist in my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing there in the arrivals terminal, watching other passengers meeting their waiting friends and family, with open arms and smiling faces, hugging and laughing together, I wanted someone out there to be waiting for me. To be happy to see me. To smile at me. To hug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got some cardboard and a marker and made a sign. I found the busiest pedestrian intersection in the city and held that sign aloft, with the words "Free Hugs" on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for 15 minutes, people just stared right through me. The first person who stopped, tapped me on the shoulder and told me how her dog had just died that morning. How that morning had been the one year anniversary of her only daughter dying in a car accident. How what she needed now, when she felt most alone in the world, was a hug. I got down on one knee, we put our arms around each other and when we parted, she was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has problems and for sure mine haven't compared. But to see someone who was once frowning, smile even for a moment, is worth it every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/SM05pkhnu6I/AAAAAAAAABY/in7IacPIxqo/s1600-h/juan+mann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/SM05pkhnu6I/AAAAAAAAABY/in7IacPIxqo/s320/juan+mann.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245912527298608034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quoted from JuanMann's &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/freehugscampaign"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;. He is the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/freehugscampaign"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-5285731016516699248?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/5285731016516699248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=5285731016516699248' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/5285731016516699248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/5285731016516699248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2008/09/free-hug.html' title='Free Hug'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/SM05pkhnu6I/AAAAAAAAABY/in7IacPIxqo/s72-c/juan+mann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-2354357437630974786</id><published>2008-09-14T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:30:16.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better to Keep My Mouth Shut.</title><content type='html'>I really didn't meant to. I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-2354357437630974786?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/2354357437630974786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=2354357437630974786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/2354357437630974786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/2354357437630974786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-to-keep-my-mouth-shut.html' title='Better to Keep My Mouth Shut.'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-2541173282593187584</id><published>2008-09-12T11:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:25:47.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Square Root of 3 by Dave Feinberg</title><content type='html'>I’m sure that I will always be&lt;br /&gt;A lonely number like root three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three is all that’s good and right,&lt;br /&gt;Why must my three keep out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the vicious square root sign,&lt;br /&gt;I wish instead I were a nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nine could thwart this evil trick,&lt;br /&gt;with just some quick arithmetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321&lt;br /&gt;Such is my reality, a sad irrationality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hark! What is this I see,&lt;br /&gt;Another square root of a three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quietly co-waltzing by,&lt;br /&gt;Together now we multiply&lt;br /&gt;To form a number we prefer,&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing as an integer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We break free from our mortal bonds&lt;br /&gt;With the wave of magic wands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our square root signs become unglued&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me has been renewed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note :  This poem was taken from Harold and Kumar Goes to Guantanamo Bay. Of all movies you wouldn't expect it coming from this right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-2541173282593187584?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/2541173282593187584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=2541173282593187584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/2541173282593187584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/2541173282593187584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2008/09/square-root-of-3-by-dave-feinberg.html' title='The Square Root of 3 by Dave Feinberg'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-4260946687468511650</id><published>2008-05-03T12:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:39:44.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Support Local Music !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pW3V0Wze85E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pW3V0Wze85E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-4260946687468511650?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/4260946687468511650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=4260946687468511650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/4260946687468511650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/4260946687468511650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2008/05/support-local-music.html' title='Support Local Music !'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-2013345580660469948</id><published>2008-04-26T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:38:25.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagg : I'm It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;*ignore the pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Things In Within a 1-meter Radius Of Me Now :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;1 Chair  &lt;br /&gt;2 Piles of clothes  &lt;br /&gt;3 Big ass frog feng shui statue&lt;br /&gt;4 Glue  &lt;br /&gt;5 Coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Things Always Found In My Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Calculator  &lt;br /&gt;2 Pencil Case&lt;br /&gt;3 iPod  &lt;br /&gt;4 Water Bottle&lt;br /&gt;5 File&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Things Found In My Wallet :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;1 Money&lt;br /&gt;2 I.C.&lt;br /&gt;3 Driving License&lt;br /&gt;4 Student I.D.&lt;br /&gt;5 Touch 'N' Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Favorite Things In My Room :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Bed&lt;br /&gt;2 CDs&lt;br /&gt;3 Comics&lt;br /&gt;4 Pokemon figurine. lolll&lt;br /&gt;5 my study wall !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Things I've Always Wanted To Do :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Gain weight. Buff up !&lt;br /&gt;2 Live the American Dream&lt;br /&gt;3 Get tattoo[s]&lt;br /&gt;4 Get rich or die tryin'&lt;br /&gt;5 Threesome with Kristin Kreuk and Elisha Cuthbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Favorite Anything's I Own :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 My bottle&lt;br /&gt;2 My shoes&lt;br /&gt;3 My flip flops&lt;br /&gt;4 My watch&lt;br /&gt;5 Toto ( shared owner )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Places I Want To Go :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Macau/Vegas&lt;br /&gt;2 Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;3 Eurotrip&lt;br /&gt;4 Mayan Pyramids&lt;br /&gt;5 African Safari. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Favourite Food Chains :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Asia Cafe ? lol&lt;br /&gt;2 KFC&lt;br /&gt;3 Dave's Deli&lt;br /&gt;4 Station One&lt;br /&gt;5 some japanese shop which i forgot the name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Favourite Movies :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 You Got Served&lt;br /&gt;2 3:10 to Yuma&lt;br /&gt;3 The Simpsons Movie&lt;br /&gt;4 2 Fast 2 Furious&lt;br /&gt;5 American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Favourite Songs :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Broken Glass Syndrome - Halifax&lt;br /&gt;2 The Mixed Tape- Jack's Mannequin&lt;br /&gt;3 Twisted Transistor - Korn&lt;br /&gt;4 Tonight - FM Static&lt;br /&gt;5 All My Best Friends Are Metalheads - Less Than Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Hobbies :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;2 Onlining&lt;br /&gt;3 Pool&lt;br /&gt;4 Watching Movies/Series/Youtube&lt;br /&gt;5 Stoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Things I'm Currently Into :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Pool&lt;br /&gt;2 Finals&lt;br /&gt;3 Finals&lt;br /&gt;4 Finals&lt;br /&gt;5 Finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five Presents I Really Want :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 World Peace ? lol&lt;br /&gt;2 Accepted into Uni&lt;br /&gt;3 All you can eat sushi voucher&lt;br /&gt;4 Ability to read the female mind&lt;br /&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Threesome with Kristin Kreuk and Elisha Cuthbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The Person Who Tagged Me Is :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Tan Swee Fong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My Five Impressions of Him/Her :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Overall, normal&lt;br /&gt;2 Extremely violent&lt;br /&gt;3 Hardworking *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;4 Series addict&lt;br /&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Pretty cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The Most Memorable Thing He/She Has Done For Me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting my dog clawed by a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Five People I Tag :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;2. Voon&lt;br /&gt;3. Kristine&lt;br /&gt;4. Cheeps&lt;br /&gt;5. Anonymous reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-2013345580660469948?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/2013345580660469948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=2013345580660469948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/2013345580660469948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/2013345580660469948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagg-im-it.html' title='Tagg : I&apos;m It'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-4043499736792315117</id><published>2008-02-04T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T11:11:56.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The season to be jolly</title><content type='html'>whaddup peeps ! guess what time of the year it is ?!?!?! *drum rolls* Chinese New Year !! yeaaah !!! the best season of em' all. The season filled with love, money, liquor and fireworks. Don't you just love festive seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of preparation to go . Happy Chinese New Year *people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*people = those who notice that my blog was updated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-4043499736792315117?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/4043499736792315117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=4043499736792315117' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/4043499736792315117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/4043499736792315117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2008/02/season-to-be-jolly.html' title='The season to be jolly'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-4122801692134247173</id><published>2008-01-15T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:59:06.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Deficit Disorder</title><content type='html'>Hi, my name is Yonghan and i'm tested ADD positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the love of god, i have some serious concentrating problem. I can't pay attention to any single shit for more than a mere second. Especially in class.  Its like a curse man. Or some karma thing. Damn, and this is only the 2nd week of college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : I don't wanna go to a concentration camp !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-4122801692134247173?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/4122801692134247173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=4122801692134247173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/4122801692134247173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/4122801692134247173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2008/01/attention-deficit-disorder.html' title='Attention Deficit Disorder'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-3497455501507029699</id><published>2007-09-07T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T01:44:25.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Aftermath.</title><content type='html'>Alright, so finally exams ended. Yes! Means the beginning of my holiday to-do list. First up, dota. I just downloaded noobpack for Blueserver, Janus said i could use his extra Blue Server account. ALL  set !! wait no ! missing the main element. I DO NOT HAVE MY FUCKIN' WARCRAFT . My friend Wei Hao, was suppose to give me the file through the external hard disk. So i passed him the hard disk yesterday, hoping that he could give me the file today. But due to certain technical difficulties, he was unable to do so. AND so, i thought i could move on with my other holiday plan, finish watching prison break season 2. BUT THEN its in the external hard disk and since its with my friend, I'm stuck here blogging. uggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm gonna say a little something about my beloved class pe5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RuAznJbvHCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BcF93U5v10Q/s1600-h/pe5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RuAznJbvHCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BcF93U5v10Q/s320/pe5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107138725078309922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my class. This picture is rather old actually. Taken during Khai Pin's farewell party. Everyone looks so happy here. Although not all of us manage to get along everytime, there maybe some personal grudge between fellow classmates (  He's making too much noise, he did my mom, she stole my cupcake etc etc ) I still think that we all are quite like a big happy family ! In the end we manage to tolerate with each other's behavior, set aside our differences and get along. The point is, I really like this class. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, thank you fellow pe5'ians for tolerating my vulgarity and weird behaviour !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY : pe5 outing . be there or be wasted !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-3497455501507029699?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/3497455501507029699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=3497455501507029699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/3497455501507029699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/3497455501507029699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2007/09/dotadota.html' title='Exam Aftermath.'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RuAznJbvHCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BcF93U5v10Q/s72-c/pe5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-5751398317404012682</id><published>2007-09-05T02:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:35:34.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tibalah Pengakhirannya</title><content type='html'>Approximately 38 hours from now, i'm a free man. No more books to flip through, no more destroying brain cells, no more burning midnight oil and hell, no more frequent visits to the toilet due to overdose of coffee. The end of exams!!! And of course at every end there always is a new beginning, another journey to continue . HOLIDAY!! yeah thats right. 16 days of non-stop pleasure. Therefore to ensure maximum time wastage, I include this post with a holiday to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: AnglicanText;"&gt;Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: AnglicanText;"&gt; to-do list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:AnglicanText;font-size:24;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;ol  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Catch up on my sleep of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Dota !! ( like duhh )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Complete watching prison break season 2 (screw you cempa-kia spoilers !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Movie marathon : NO HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Worship daylight television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(try to ) blog consistently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;More dota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sit back and relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jumpa sifu fixx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Any suggestions on how to maximize time wastage are gladly accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i think it's a real sad suggestion to play BOARD GAMES(wtf??) at someone's house right after the exams. ( no offense, sorry vee. lol )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-5751398317404012682?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/5751398317404012682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=5751398317404012682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/5751398317404012682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/5751398317404012682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2007/09/tibalah-pengakhirannya.html' title='Tibalah Pengakhirannya'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-2286486782830943718</id><published>2007-08-28T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:49:32.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Never Ends.</title><content type='html'>Have i told you how much i despise college. How fucking much work we have to put up with. Every hour spent in college seems like eternity. Facing teachers like that black thinking whore of damnation  doesn't make things better.  Times like these just makes you ponder. How i wish i was back in high school. Its not just during school hours, but also the precious moments spent after school that i miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with this i attach my 10 most beloved past time in school ( and after school ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Skipping classes and spending my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; time in the school library playing monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gambling in empty classes ( its not just a festive game, its a divine sport that will never end )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Skipping bm tuition and spending quality time with my friends playing dota till sunset. Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Skipping bm tuition to play ps2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Skipping bm tuition for the sake of skipping bm tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Vandalising ( i'm a changed person now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Running around school like a fugitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Watching pussy cat fights which seem to happen quite often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. STUDY ( rofl )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the last but not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Watching  cartoons  in the library!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although these activities may seem like a total waste of time, but whats life without fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s- i could never sleep in school. I don't know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-2286486782830943718?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/2286486782830943718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=2286486782830943718' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/2286486782830943718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/2286486782830943718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2007/08/high-school-never-ends.html' title='High School Never Ends.'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-5572334521149530937</id><published>2007-08-26T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:49:58.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandar di raja</title><content type='html'>Contrary to many believes, Klang is NOT some ghetto suburban city plagued with rape and murder. Klang is NOT like Grand Theft Auto where you have drive by shootings. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGMIpbvG7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/9UNpwbA0VE4/s1600-h/edit1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGMIpbvG7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/9UNpwbA0VE4/s320/edit1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103013932976511922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Klang is is not fuckin' under the control of  the mafia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGOAJbvG9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Whg4KfC7Ab4/s1600-h/edit4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGOAJbvG9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/Whg4KfC7Ab4/s320/edit4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103015985970879442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we do not, i repeat DO NOT  have some kinda anti-religion clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGMiJbvG8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/OUJLH4QyxKg/s1600-h/edit2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGMiJbvG8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/OUJLH4QyxKg/s320/edit2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103014371063176130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although it may seem quite unbelievable for a few people i know, Klang is actually quite a peaceful place. Sure, it may not be one of the cleanest cities i've been too. It may be swarming with crows like in an Albert Hitchcock movie. It may be um...mostly filled with a large amount of coloured people ( doesn't mean its not good ) . I still love Klang. It has the mooost beautiful sceneries at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGReZbvG-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/hbhxHnNiwAw/s1600-h/klang_town_at_nite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGReZbvG-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/hbhxHnNiwAw/s320/klang_town_at_nite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103019804196805602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The biggest, kickass castle i've ever seen.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGR_ZbvG_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/2vWLEnMyQao/s1600-h/800px-Sultan-klang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGR_ZbvG_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/2vWLEnMyQao/s320/800px-Sultan-klang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103020371132488690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a pretty nice park too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGSMpbvHAI/AAAAAAAAABA/cWCZ7H0ek7I/s1600-h/botanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGSMpbvHAI/AAAAAAAAABA/cWCZ7H0ek7I/s320/botanic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103020598765755394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If there was anything in the world that i would be proud of, is to be a Klang boy. The place where i was born, the place i grew up in, the place i lived all my life.&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-5572334521149530937?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/5572334521149530937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=5572334521149530937' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/5572334521149530937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/5572334521149530937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2007/08/bandar-di-raja.html' title='Bandar di raja'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_sfD6urgHO3c/RtGMIpbvG7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/9UNpwbA0VE4/s72-c/edit1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298130421179683244.post-1804895536430456992</id><published>2007-08-26T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:55:40.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning</title><content type='html'>um..welcome to my new blog. i had one a couple of years ago..but i didn't bother to update it. SO i'm here to correct my previous sins with this blog! the grand opening!! *applause*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298130421179683244-1804895536430456992?l=yh67.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/feeds/1804895536430456992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298130421179683244&amp;postID=1804895536430456992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/1804895536430456992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298130421179683244/posts/default/1804895536430456992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yh67.blogspot.com/2007/08/beginning.html' title='the beginning'/><author><name>yh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05849399373023912366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/xXxcrUnKdxXx/Image408.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
