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/&gt;我一个人在角落没有你陪伴的我&lt;br /&gt;连寂寞都笑我太堕落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;广场旁边的烟囱烟雾弥漫你面容&lt;br /&gt;我悄悄背颂你的温柔喝着加温后的啤酒&lt;br /&gt;这样唯美的镜头是否只存在故事之中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你的身后时间把画面带走&lt;br /&gt;时间把镜头带走不假思索回忆不放手&lt;br /&gt;好想在跟你牵着手牵着曾有过的温柔&lt;br /&gt;哭过之后眼泪还是不停的的流&lt;br /&gt;遇见彩虹&lt;br /&gt;雨下过之后街角出现彩虹&lt;br /&gt;泪流乾之后有彩虹&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-2054502943029916233?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/2054502943029916233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=2054502943029916233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/2054502943029916233'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;-（我在垦丁*天气晴）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-588140214302871693?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/588140214302871693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=588140214302871693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/588140214302871693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/588140214302871693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_19.html' title='痛'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-7305583797669491989</id><published>2010-08-16T01:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T02:03:51.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>Butterfly</title><content type='html'>5 years ago, during Freshman Orientation Camp, we were asked to choose an animal to represent ourselves.... And I chose &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;butterfly&lt;/span&gt;. And to make things more meaningful, I described myself as "Faithful" (cos need to start with F) and was given the SP　name ＂祝英台＂...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years later, I take a look at the symbolic meaning of this creature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many symbolic meanings associated with the butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;The Mandarin Chinese word for butterfly is "hu-tieh". "Tieh" means "70 years", therefore butterflies have become a symbol for a long life. In this culture butterflies have also become representative of young men in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Japanese culture butterflies are thought to be representative of young maidens and marital bliss. Many Japanese families use the butterfly in the family crest design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many links with butterflies in mythology from all over the world, many of which, in particular Greek mythology, link butterflies to the human soul. The Ancient Greeks also considered butterflies as the souls of those who had passed away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ancient Greek the word for butterfly is "Psyche", which translated means "soul". This was also the name for Eros' human lover and when the two figures are depicted they are often surrounded by butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the Russian dialects, butterflies are referred to as "dushuchka" which is a derivative of the word "dusha" also meaning soul.&lt;br /&gt;There is also an Irish saying that refers to the symbolic meaning of butterflies. This saying is: "Butterflies are souls of the dead waiting to pass through purgatory".&lt;br /&gt;There is a small town in Mexico that also associate butterflies with souls. It is to this town that Monarch Butterflies migrate every year, around the holiday known as the Day of the Dead. The people of this town see these butterflies as the returning souls of the deceased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are all small and appear to be the same(like the catapillar), but as we grow older our true beauty shows (like the butterfly). Like a butterfly, we are all different, and beautiful in our own way. " In the Christian religion, the metamorphosis a butterfly undergoes is symbolic of the spiritual evolution all Christains go through. In ancient mythology, the butterfly stands for wisdom and everlasting knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies symbolizes change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all the butterfly symbolizes new life from and old one. Seeing that the color black is a strong yet subtle color, the black butterfly symbolizes the new strong but subtle life after a period of transformation. &lt;br /&gt;In some cultures the butterfly is also considered to bring luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a Native American legend that says, " If you have a secret wish, capture a butterfly and whisper your wish to it. Since butterflies cannot speak, your secret is ever safe in their keeping. Release the butterfly, and it will carry your wish to the Great Spirit, who alone knows the thoughts of butterflies. By setting the butterfly free, you are helping to restore the balance of nature, and your wish will surely be granted." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butterfly is a reminder to make changes when the opportunity arises. Change and transformation are inevitable for us all, but it does not have to be traumatic. Butterfly symbolism is also closely tied to the idea of spirits and souls. It has been used in many religions and cultures. In the western world, the symbol of the butterfly stands for freedom, fun and joyous times. It is also symbolises a state of naturalness and purity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蝴蝶忠于情侣，一生只有一个伴侣，是昆虫界忠贞的代表之一，蝴蝶被人们视为吉祥美好的象征，如恋花的蝴蝶常被用于寓意甜蜜的爱情和美满的婚姻，表现了人类对至善至美的追求。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7305583797669491989?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7305583797669491989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=7305583797669491989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7305583797669491989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7305583797669491989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;而是你把对方看得太重 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第五句&lt;br /&gt;朋友就是把你看透了　还能喜欢你的人 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第六句&lt;br /&gt;就算是believe　中间也藏了一个lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第七句&lt;br /&gt;真正的好朋友&lt;br /&gt;并不是在一起就有聊不完的话题&lt;br /&gt;而是在一起　就算不说话&lt;br /&gt;也不会感到尴尬 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第八句&lt;br /&gt;没有一百分的另一半&lt;br /&gt;只有五十分的两个人 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第九句&lt;br /&gt;为你的难过而快乐的　是敌人&lt;br /&gt;为你的快乐而快乐的　是朋友&lt;br /&gt;为你的难过而难过的 &lt;br /&gt;就是那些　该放进心里的人 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第十句 &lt;br /&gt;冷漠　有时候并不是无情 &lt;br /&gt;只是一种避免被伤害的工具 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这十句话很有深度，很有意思。&lt;br /&gt;认真去思考，你会得到意想不到的收获。&lt;br /&gt;不要吝啬，转发出去跟你身边的好友分享~&lt;br /&gt;友谊万岁...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-391021817272137245?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/391021817272137245/comments/default' title='Post 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>有谁离开?谁陪在我身边?谁在乎...</title><content type='html'>歌曲:王子面&lt;br /&gt;歌手:阿信,怪兽,孙燕姿&lt;br /&gt;词:阿信曲:孙燕姿,怪兽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在苏格兰笛声里面 尤式的颓废&lt;br /&gt;弄蛇人被蛇捆成一圈 现在我很可怜&lt;br /&gt;心情苦涩失眠 忧郁血丝蔓延&lt;br /&gt;喝黑咖啡造成了黑眼圈&lt;br /&gt;与其给我誓言 不如陪我消遣&lt;br /&gt;给我王子倒不如王子面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*有谁期待 &lt;br /&gt;谁对自己抱歉 &lt;br /&gt;谁在乎&lt;br /&gt;幻觉就算变成错觉 &lt;br /&gt;也算是体验过一遍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有谁离开&lt;br /&gt;谁陪在我身边&lt;br /&gt;谁在乎&lt;br /&gt;信念万一变成残念&lt;br /&gt;我还是破的t恤同样一件*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;笛卡尔将逻辑重新排列 我决定要改变&lt;br /&gt;用意大利式的浪费时间 美好事务瞬间&lt;br /&gt;我的青春瞬间 像凡尔赛玫瑰&lt;br /&gt;又爽又多刺又鲜艳&lt;br /&gt;威廉古堡旁边 幸福结局不远&lt;br /&gt;公主王子一起吃王子面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo man yo man check yo yo yo 什么 man &lt;br /&gt;时间倒带闭上眼睛倒带时间&lt;br /&gt;拖著鼻涕的童年我吃著王子面&lt;br /&gt;快乐简单那幸福不远&lt;br /&gt;手上拿著五块来到巷口杂货店&lt;br /&gt;老板手中接下期待已久的滋味&lt;br /&gt;有关人生道理现在我为你讲解&lt;br /&gt;麦克风 check,one check,two check,check,check &lt;br /&gt;现在只剩下小节喔喔&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/8361325594090450298-8748573678272751768?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/8748573678272751768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=8748573678272751768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/8748573678272751768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/8748573678272751768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;br /&gt;天使身后 太阳叫醒希望的翅膀&lt;br /&gt;那是 未来伸出的双手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;失去过 相信的力量&lt;br /&gt;再艰难的旅途也要骄傲地走过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼前的世界 音乐演奏中&lt;br /&gt;不停挑战我 就算曾悲伤过&lt;br /&gt;我要的世界 梦想在怀中&lt;br /&gt;未来呼唤我 相信我会坚强的走到最后&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-6122744145659427878?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/6122744145659427878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=6122744145659427878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6122744145659427878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6122744145659427878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_09.html' title='我要的世界'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-2046517677537752112</id><published>2010-08-08T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T17:16:49.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>PlayBack..</title><content type='html'>我受够了等待 你所谓的安排　&lt;br /&gt;说的未来到底多久才来  &lt;br /&gt;总是要来不及 才知道我可爱　&lt;br /&gt;我想依赖而你却都不在  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;应该开心的地带　你给的全是空白　&lt;br /&gt;一个人假日发呆  找不到人陪我看海&lt;br /&gt;我在幸福的门外　却一直都进不来　  &lt;br /&gt;你累积给的伤害　我是真的很难释怀　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终於看开爱回不来  而你总是太晚明白　&lt;br /&gt;最後才把话说开　哭著求我留下来  &lt;br /&gt;终於看开爱回不来　我们面前太多阻碍　&lt;br /&gt;你的手却放不开　  宁愿没出息求我别离开　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你总是要我乖 慢慢计划将来　  &lt;br /&gt;我的眼泪却一直掉下来　&lt;br /&gt;过去怎么交代 你该给的信赖　  &lt;br /&gt;被你亲手缓缓推入悬崖　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从我脸上的苍白　看到记忆慢下来　  &lt;br /&gt;过去甜蜜在倒带　只是感觉已经不在　&lt;br /&gt;而我对你的期待  被你一次次摔坏　&lt;br /&gt;已经碎成太多块　要怎么拼凑跟重来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终於看开爱回不来  而你总是太晚明白　&lt;br /&gt;最後才把话说开　哭著求我留下来  &lt;br /&gt;终於看开爱回不来　我们面前太多阻碍　&lt;br /&gt;你的手却放不开　  宁愿没出息求我别离开&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-2046517677537752112?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/2046517677537752112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=2046517677537752112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/2046517677537752112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/2046517677537752112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2010/08/playback.html' title='PlayBack..'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-2139014424507244244</id><published>2010-08-05T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:59:57.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Growing up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/gY2ekm_krNU/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gY2ekm_krNU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gY2ekm_krNU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better Man - Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me &lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms &lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm &lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer &lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold &lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old &lt;br /&gt;Before my time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame &lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain &lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can &lt;br /&gt;To be a better man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go easy on my conscience &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's not my fault &lt;br /&gt;I know I've been taught &lt;br /&gt;To take the blame &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured my angels &lt;br /&gt;Will catch my tears &lt;br /&gt;Walk me out of here &lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame &lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain &lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can &lt;br /&gt;To be a better man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found that lover &lt;br /&gt;You're homeward bound &lt;br /&gt;Love is all around &lt;br /&gt;Love is all around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some have fallen &lt;br /&gt;On stony ground &lt;br /&gt;But Love is all around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send someone to love me &lt;br /&gt;I need to rest in arms &lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe from harm &lt;br /&gt;In pouring rain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me endless summer &lt;br /&gt;Lord I fear the cold &lt;br /&gt;Feel I'm getting old &lt;br /&gt;Before my time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my soul heals the shame &lt;br /&gt;I will grow through this pain &lt;br /&gt;Lord I'm doin' all I can &lt;br /&gt;To be a better man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-2139014424507244244?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/2139014424507244244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=2139014424507244244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;想着自己可以为男孩做些什么 &lt;br /&gt;女孩的心就幸福的疼了起来. &lt;br /&gt;但为什么会疼呢? &lt;br /&gt;疼痛里隐隐有着不安. &lt;br /&gt;爱情难道不会捉弄人吗? &lt;br /&gt;女孩担心着. &lt;br /&gt;光明的背面总是隐伏着黑暗. &lt;br /&gt;越是美丽的事物,背面总是有着怪物追赶. &lt;br /&gt;但即使如此,女孩很清楚, &lt;br /&gt;这份幸福是男孩给她的. &lt;br /&gt;她下了个决定,不论是男孩本身,或者是男孩热爱的一切, &lt;br /&gt;女孩都要好好守护. &lt;br /&gt;－－雨不停（我在垦丁*天气晴）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-2094850899760697878?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/2094850899760697878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=2094850899760697878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/2094850899760697878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/2094850899760697878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='幸福'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-7691585699937835401</id><published>2009-11-05T21:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:10:45.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>苏打绿！sodagreen</title><content type='html'>Eversince I came back from their concert on 16.Oct.09 (my first 演唱会 ever), I've been hooked-on to their music. First got to know them in 2008, through their famous 小情歌.. But all their songs are truly amazingly great! Addictive.realistic.fantastic.one-of-a-kind. kudos to this highest-educated band! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007年.台北小巨蛋演唱会.精选&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.youku.com/player.php/sid/XOTUyNjk5ODA=/v.swf" quality="high" width="400" height="350" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.youku.com/player.php/sid/XOTQ3NzU5Mjg=/v.swf" quality="high" width="400" height="350" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;苏打绿-相信&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信最后一片落叶&lt;br /&gt;无论什麽世界东风藏在眉心&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信扎入心的水滴&lt;br /&gt;在另一个世界晴空布幔拉起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总是得到很多多到麻木自我&lt;br /&gt;竟然差一点就忘记&lt;br /&gt;手掌里要有更多呼吸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经失去很多多到放弃自我&lt;br /&gt;黄昏最后一盏灯亮起&lt;br /&gt;来得及撑开眼睛&lt;br /&gt;地球偶尔太大去练习&lt;br /&gt;沙滩上海浪留下痕迹&lt;br /&gt;剩下心和自己有时太安静&lt;br /&gt;自己都不敢看自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信最后一片落叶&lt;br /&gt;无论什麽世界东风藏在眉心&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信扎入心的水滴&lt;br /&gt;在另一个世界晴空布幔拉起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只带着皮箱流浪&lt;br /&gt;装着自己的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;背对着那个人怎麽想&lt;br /&gt;张开翅膀飞翔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信开始掉下的泪&lt;br /&gt;你和我的世界痛褪去更清晰&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信不完美的完美&lt;br /&gt;不管什麽世界距离不是距离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信最后一片落叶&lt;br /&gt;无论什麽世界东风藏在眉心&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信扎入心的水滴&lt;br /&gt;在另一个世界晴空布幔拉起&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信开始掉下的泪&lt;br /&gt;你和我的世界痛褪去更清晰&lt;br /&gt;我会永远相信不完美的完美&lt;br /&gt;不管什麽世界距离不是距离&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7691585699937835401?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7691585699937835401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=7691585699937835401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7691585699937835401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7691585699937835401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2009/11/sodagreen.html' title='苏打绿！sodagreen'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-2799951013173925786</id><published>2008-08-11T01:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:42:58.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>random..</title><content type='html'>it's hard to describe the feelings of knowing that you're gg to leave for a stranger land in a few week's time.. away from the comfort of home, not being able to see familiar faces for at least the next 4 months.. but on another note, it's something which i had looked forward to, when i took up this course 3 years back. apart from interest in both fields, it was the chance to go china that excited someone who has nv been away from home for more than 3 weeks..  and coincidentally, the announcement of this new course was made on news on the exact date of my 19th birthday. what else could i say... it's fate.. and that added another guinea pig onto the list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years have passed just like that. I guess uni life in NTU has officially ended, when it seemed like it was just yesterday that i had attended FOC. =) I thank all the familiar faces in NTU (esp SBS) for making this journey a wonderful one.. and although it had only been a year that you were in sch, I thank you for the times that we had spent together for the past one year.. =) hope things will get better for you.. though uni life is hectic, it's still a journey that's memorable.. at least for this period in NTU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always wondered what's in stall for us when we go china.. when it seemed such a yao2yuan3 thing.. and now, we're only left with weeks. I guess it's going to be a challenge to adapt to the culture, and it's going to be a challenge for us to apply what we have learned.. having more hands-on rather than theory.. i'm sick of theory, and i think we all are, from all the exams memorising.. and i really wonder how much is retained inside of my brain. well, we'll see when we're there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, i still feel that i'm not ready to just set off liddat.. =( maybe i haven't really say 'goodbye' to everyone.. since FYP took up the precious 3 mths of holiday time that others had.. i didn't have much chance to meet up w many others.. haiz.. well, i guess i'll try to spend the nx few weeks doing so.. even if it's just on msn.. there are really pple that i miss, some i think i will miss more than others, that i dun even know if i'll cry saying goodbye.. =( but i promised i'll be strong, and since it's fate that brought me thus far.. i choose to leave my life in the hands of Him.. so i guess everything will be alright. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou everyone. w whatever that you r currently doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-2799951013173925786?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/2799951013173925786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=2799951013173925786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/2799951013173925786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/2799951013173925786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2008/08/random.html' title='random..'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-7761621779140333188</id><published>2008-08-10T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:31:18.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>national's 43rd birthday</title><content type='html'>actually, the title's got nothing to do with what i'm gg to blog. just happen so that national day had just passed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised (again) that i've not been posting much.. but things have just been gg on fine.. our final year in NTU finally concluded along with our final year project poster day on 080808, same as the opening day for bj olympics.. it was nostalgic gg back to ntu after months of working at biopolis. but i'm still glad that i chose a project that was out of sbs, so that i can have this feeling when i finally come back for thesis submission and poster day. =P the best part of 080808 was seeing all the familiar faces in sbs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now it's over, and what's next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7761621779140333188?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7761621779140333188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=7761621779140333188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7761621779140333188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7761621779140333188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2008/08/nationals-43rd-birthday.html' title='national&apos;s 43rd birthday'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-7877494740668696280</id><published>2008-07-08T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:27:27.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>GG</title><content type='html'>Warning: the following content may spoil the 'fun' or give u an enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Games (GG) Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this a sun?&lt;br /&gt;"This is a sun, the eye, the eye, the nose and the mouth, is this a sun?"&lt;br /&gt;Trick: listen carefully. if he says "ok" before doing the actions, it is the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits: Senior camp'08 conducted by yusheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Open or close?&lt;br /&gt;there are number of variations to this. but as far as i remember, the trick was to look at whether the lips are closed tgt or whether the mouth was open. (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Apple or Orange?&lt;br /&gt;palm face up = apple, palm face down = orange and a series of palm-flipping action follows. Trick is to look at the other palm which no action is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're still lost, perhaps you can try to refer to: &lt;a href="http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how many levels are there to this kind of games.. really..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7877494740668696280?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7877494740668696280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=7877494740668696280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7877494740668696280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7877494740668696280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2008/07/gg.html' title='GG'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-1896025592960252731</id><published>2008-07-08T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:13:36.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>looking back..</title><content type='html'>i guess i always enjoy looking back at blog entries and photos etc. and i realised that i have stopped typing anymore since the start of year 2008. i guess the last semester in school wasn't really that eventful/meaningful for me. i would say that time really flies.. and the way to capture moments of the past is to either take a snapshot of it, or try to jot down the details of it. of cos, a picture speaks a thousand words, but no harm doing some finger exercises too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i been up to the past 6 mths? jan-apr was sch as usual. the last semester was rather unfufilling for me.. with no goals in mind, i merely drifted around the school, from lectures to tutorials to canteen and back.. -_-" i guess the only big change in school was the closure of canteen A towards the end of the semester. With the on-going inflation, not only the school fees are rising, even cost of meals have increased, thanks to the school's upgrading of infrastructure. I think it's time as well, since the canteen has been forever crowded during lunch peak hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then apr was exams. and i can't believe my last exam in NTU is OVER. just like that. geez. and it wasn't something to be happy about, unlike those in biz/acc.. who are about to embark on their journey in the working society.. what awaited me was the start of FYP. just after a mere 3-day rest. it was long enough for someone who hasn't put in 100% effort into her studies, bought a psp in the midst of exams for entertainment.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyp was a good start. i'm really gratefully lucky to be attached to my current lab. couldn't have asked for more le. =) for a pure newbie like me, it wasn't too difficult to get started on what i had to do.. thanks to the guidiance provided by my super zai mentor. haha. zai is the only word that fits the description. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weekend that just passed saw me going for seniors' camp, which i didn't even dream of being able to go back.. hah. it was really nostalgic facing those familiar faces and even facing those not-so-familiar-at-all faces.. it was really nice to see how things are in place.. all the hardwork being paid off.. =) and i thought to myself that let's all work hard towards our goals le.. for them is the upcoming FOC, for me would be the last lap of fyp.. let's jiayou together. so with that in mind, i went back to lab the very nx day after being awake the whole night. i missed those days. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a not-so-short post afterall, just for recollection purpose if i should look back at the previous entries.. which i usuallly do.. for wat-so-ever reasons. i guess i should be zzz now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-1896025592960252731?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/1896025592960252731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=1896025592960252731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1896025592960252731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1896025592960252731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2008/07/looking-back.html' title='looking back..'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-3620441468847670867</id><published>2007-11-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:25:19.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>last paper</title><content type='html'>takin a short break before last paper.. espanol.. shall do better than the golden chamber.. which was a disaster.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-3620441468847670867?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/3620441468847670867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=3620441468847670867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/3620441468847670867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/3620441468847670867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-paper.html' title='last paper'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-250195605281356612</id><published>2007-11-11T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:58:47.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>arghhHH!</title><content type='html'>staying focused at home is SOOOO HARD! *pulls hair*&lt;br /&gt;it's 3 days to my first paper! and 17 days to the last! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i only have 3 papers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-250195605281356612?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/250195605281356612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=250195605281356612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/250195605281356612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/250195605281356612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/11/arghhhh.html' title='arghhHH!'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-7058939970452831496</id><published>2007-11-11T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:00:29.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>我可以</title><content type='html'>oh com'on. I CAN DO IT TOO!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/U2yJkgGQE0c' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/U2yJkgGQE0c'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作词:林唯 蔡昮佑&lt;br /&gt;作曲:蔡昮佑&lt;br /&gt;编曲:洪信杰&lt;br /&gt;演唱:蔡昮佑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寄没有地址的信&lt;br /&gt;这样的情绪有种距离&lt;br /&gt;你放着谁的歌曲&lt;br /&gt;是怎样的心情&lt;br /&gt;能不能说给我听&lt;br /&gt;雨下得好安静&lt;br /&gt;是不是你偷偷在哭泣&lt;br /&gt;幸福真的不容易&lt;br /&gt;在你的背景有我爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以陪你去看星星&lt;br /&gt;不用再多说明&lt;br /&gt;我就要和你在一起&lt;br /&gt;我不想又再一次和你分离&lt;br /&gt;我多么想每一次的美丽&lt;br /&gt;是因为你&lt;br /&gt;幸福它真的不容易&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7058939970452831496?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7058939970452831496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=7058939970452831496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7058939970452831496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7058939970452831496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='我可以'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-8408478315362391769</id><published>2007-11-08T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T01:38:38.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>exams</title><content type='html'>lack of updates.. my life's too sian.. and i'm immersed in facebook.. =( "if i fail my exams, it's facebook's fault." lol. of cos not, i'll study hard! oh btw, mh fell off his bike on the way to sch last sat. =( poor thing.. now he's scarred temporarily.. luckily he wasn't too injured to prevent him from taking exams.. lol.. still nursing back to health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had my spanish oral today.. was eons ago when i had my last one in sec 4. geez.. it wasn't as hard as expected, especially if it was just a prepared conversation between 2. =) beats having to answer questions impromptu using foreign language...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams in exactly 6 days time. time really flies! it's almost 2008. omg. =( this coming holiday's one that i haven't make much plans for.. lol.. no tengo actividad.. feels kinda empty and weird. shall be going malaysia for a visit this dec. haven't seen my cousins for ages (since they got married).. my nephews are almost going to P6 le! this trip sits exactly in the middle of the 5 week break, denying the chance to get attachments/work/intern.. =( no money! oh yah, i'm going to stop tuition soon too.. if possible i would still want to teach till nx year june. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to sleep! i wonder if i've been sleeping too much because the weather permits to.. my brain and body is just too laxed in bed to get out of it. blah. totally missed all the lessons this week since mon! and today's deepavali, while tmr's just plant bio revision. argh. this week passed so fast! scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-8408478315362391769?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/8408478315362391769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=8408478315362391769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/8408478315362391769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/8408478315362391769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams.html' title='exams'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-5439767689161871606</id><published>2007-10-04T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:57:17.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>枫与彩虹</title><content type='html'>these two songs are my favourites. and coincidentally, i discovered that their MVs actually tells of the same sad story. the second mv is a continuation of the first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/puMLwL_xiBg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/puMLwL_xiBg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/z2WTscxqNLI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/z2WTscxqNLI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;歌曲：枫&lt;br /&gt;歌手：周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乌云在我们心里刻下一块阴影&lt;br /&gt;我聆听沉寂已久的心情&lt;br /&gt;清晰透明就像美丽的风景&lt;br /&gt;总在回忆里才看的清&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被伤透的心能不能够继续爱我&lt;br /&gt;我用力牵起没温度的双手&lt;br /&gt;过往温柔已经被时间上锁&lt;br /&gt;只剩挥散不去的难过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缓缓掉落的枫叶像思念&lt;br /&gt;我点燃烛火温暖岁末的秋天&lt;br /&gt;极光掠过天边&lt;br /&gt;北风掠过想你的容颜&lt;br /&gt;我把爱烧成了落叶&lt;br /&gt;却换不回熟悉的那张脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缓缓掉落的枫叶像思念&lt;br /&gt;为何挽回要赶在冬天来之前&lt;br /&gt;爱你穿越时间&lt;br /&gt;两行来自秋末的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;让爱渗透了地面&lt;br /&gt;我要的只是你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被伤透的心能不能够继续爱我&lt;br /&gt;我用力牵起没温度的双手&lt;br /&gt;过往温柔已经被时间上锁&lt;br /&gt;只剩挥散不去的难过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在山腰间飘逸的红雨&lt;br /&gt;随著北风凋零我轻轻摇曳风铃&lt;br /&gt;想唤醒被遗弃的爱情&lt;br /&gt;雪花已铺满了地&lt;br /&gt;深怕窗外枫叶已结成冰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缓缓掉落的枫叶像思念&lt;br /&gt;我点燃烛火温暖岁末的秋天&lt;br /&gt;极光掠过天边&lt;br /&gt;北风掠过想你的容颜&lt;br /&gt;我把爱烧成了落叶&lt;br /&gt;却换不回熟悉的那张脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缓缓掉落的枫叶像思念&lt;br /&gt;为何挽回要赶在冬天来之前&lt;br /&gt;爱你穿越时间&lt;br /&gt;两行来自秋末的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;让爱渗透了地面&lt;br /&gt;我要的只是你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;歌曲：彩虹天堂&lt;br /&gt;歌手：刘畊宏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知不觉又徘徊在从前&lt;br /&gt;秋风悄悄的呼唤听来尽是孤单&lt;br /&gt;落叶的期盼片片左右为难&lt;br /&gt;心走寂寞攀跟著飘进黑暗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不闻不问也许好过一点&lt;br /&gt;被遗憾关在房间挣扎只是拖延&lt;br /&gt;无望的空谈一声声的轻叹&lt;br /&gt;回忆扯不断怎黱摆脱纠缠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;找不到方向往彩虹天堂&lt;br /&gt;有你说的爱在用幸福触摸忧伤&lt;br /&gt;两个人相守直到白发苍苍&lt;br /&gt;自由的飞翔在灿烂的星光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;找不到方向往彩虹天堂&lt;br /&gt;有你说的爱在用幸福触摸忧伤&lt;br /&gt;两个人相守直到白发苍苍&lt;br /&gt;自由的飞翔在灿烂的星光有你在我身旁&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-5439767689161871606?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/5439767689161871606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=5439767689161871606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/5439767689161871606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/5439767689161871606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/10/ktv_04.html' title='枫与彩虹'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-3771161220911565007</id><published>2007-10-03T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:21:12.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astrology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>end of cold..</title><content type='html'>proceed on w golden chamber.. boring =( was playing whole day long after the boring first-lecture. played pingpong, played comp.. played stronghold, playing facebook and now finally blogging.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee, w the introduction of 179A, i guess the time on bus is now shorter.. but the waiting time is still very long! =( nonetheless i've seen the improvements.. as compared to when sch first started. &gt;.&lt; they should just have the upcoming mrt to stop in NTU loh. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i copied this from facebook.. aiyo, so much to do inside.. i was pretty lost when i first started. and still i am! haiz. can just ignore it.. it's for my own reference..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Life Path Number is 8&lt;br /&gt;Your Life Path Number represents the path you should take through life and the talents and skills you have to make your journey a rewarding one. You were born to lead and your Life Path will provide you with opportunities to express your God given talents. You will have to learn how to be an effective leader without becoming dictatorial. Success seems almost unavoidable for you, but it may not be in the form of finances. Indeed, your success may well be measured in terms of accomplishments, which could take on historical proportions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Life Destiny Number is 11&lt;br /&gt;Your Destiny Number sheds light on those things you must accomplish in your life to be fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;11's Destiny is to discover spiritual truths so they may inspire and bring joy to others by sharing their knowledge. An 11 Destiny is carried by "old souls" with a deep spiritual connection to the workings of the universe. They are meant to work for the good of all of us--to transform the lives of others for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Soul Number is 9&lt;br /&gt;Your Soul Number describes your deepest desires and dreams and the person you truly want to be.&lt;br /&gt;You are the essence of compassion and love for your fellow man as well as the universe. You desire to create harmony, peace and beauty for all of us. Your compassion will often lead you to sacrifice you own needs to address those of others. While this sacrifice may tear at you some, your soul's need to heal others will over-rule any concern you have for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Personality Number is 11&lt;br /&gt;Your Personality Number reveals the "external you"--the personality traits others will know you by.&lt;br /&gt;Those with an 11 Personality Number are visionaries. They are old souls blessed with an enormous volume of wisdom concerning our spiritual world. They are idealistic, individualistic, creative and extremely perceptive. 11 personalities are always very bright and may well be considered geniuses by those who know them. Intense and having a lust for life on a grand scale, they have seen the mystical side of the universe and liked the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Maturity Number is 1 &lt;br /&gt;Your Maturity Number reveals the person you will come to be--your true self. &lt;br /&gt;The life of a person with a 1 Maturity Number should be marked by assuming roles of leadership and developing a self-reliant, pioneering spirit. In their later years they should be truly independent and able to look back on a successful life based upon leading others to places they may not have been able to go alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The 4 Pinnacles&lt;br /&gt;Pinnacles represent moments in your life in which you realize current goals and learn some of life's lessons. If you are at the beginning of a Pinnacle, then they can be used as a predictive tool to assist in managing your future. Your first Pinnacle begins at birth and last until around the age of 27. Your Second Pinnacle last through the next 9 year and the Third Pinnacle last for 9 years after the Second Pinnacle has passed. Your Fourth Pinnacle picks up where the Third Pinnacle ends and last throughout the rest of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your First Pinnacle Number is 11&lt;br /&gt;While an 11 Pinnacle will be traversed by most as a 2 Pinnacle, for those exploring metaphysical and spiritual issues this will be time of profound development. Those living life on the level of an 11 will find their intuitive powers are at their apex. This will be a time when you are called to inspire, lead and bring joy to those around you and possibly all of humankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Second Pinnacle Number is 5&lt;br /&gt;A number 5 Pinnacle is a time of change. This is period in which you will cast off restraints and develop your personal freedom. You will learn to be flexible and adaptable, to hold your ground and not run from the changes which confront you. A number 5 Pinnacle is a time of change. This is period in which you will cast off restraints and develop your personal freedom. You will learn to be flexible and adaptable, to hold your ground and not run from the changes which confront you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Third Pinnacle Number is 7&lt;br /&gt;A 7 Pinnacle marks a time for study, self-discovery and spiritual development. Your focus on the inner-self will bring out the loner in you. If your 7 is a First Pinnacle you will probably have to deal with a feeling of alienation. A 7 in the Second or Third Pinnacle demarks a time for further spiritual exploration and refinement of your understanding of yourself. As Fourth Pinnacle, the 7 denotes yet more time exploring your inner-self and the sharing of your wisdom with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Fourth Pinnacle Number is 9&lt;br /&gt;A 9 Pinnacle means you are in a period where your love for your fellow man will be at its zenith. In this period you will play healer and inspirer to those around you. A 9 Pinnacle is never easy. You will be asked to sacrifice meeting your own needs for the good of others. You may experience the pain of loss, but in the end will be rewarded by fulfilling your soul's need to ease the pain of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 Challenges&lt;br /&gt;Challenges denote personal weaknesses and temptations you will have to overcome and strengths you will have to develop to fully realize your goals. The 4 Challenges have the same time frame as the 4 Pinnacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your First Challenge Number is 5&lt;br /&gt;A 5 Challenge marks a time when you most overcome your fear of change and risk. You will also learn to liberate yourself from that which restricts your self-expression. While a 5 Challenge may be a bit scary, it is a time of great personal development marked by the growth of your individual freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Second Challenge Number is 7&lt;br /&gt;A 7 Challenge always marks a very serious period in your life. This period will be marked by intense introspection and the pursuit of spiritual wisdom. Your challenge will be to move through this period of self-discovery while dealing with the isolation such inner journeys often cause. Also you will have to learn to differentiate reality from fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Third Challenge Number is 2&lt;br /&gt;Your Challenge is to learn how to manage your natural sensitivity to others, aversion to conflict and need for harmony in a way that will not repress your own needs. In time you will learn to balance your needs with those of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Fourth Challenge Number is 3&lt;br /&gt;The Challenge the number 3 puts before you is to learn to speak truly from your heart. You will have to overcome the negative traits of the number 3, which include superficiality, hyperbole, egocentrism, gossiping and disorganization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 Cycles&lt;br /&gt;Cycles occur in 28 year periods. The First Cycle last from birth through your 28th year and is called your Formative or Seed Cycle. The Second Cycle--your Productive or Fruit Cycle--begins at age 29 and last through your 56th year. The Third Cycle, your Harvest Cycle, begins with the coming of your 57th year and last throughout the rest of your life. Your Cycle Numbers tell you the lessons you must learn and goals you must meet to stay on your Life's Path and achieve your true destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your First Cycle Number is 3&lt;br /&gt;Your emphasis during this Cycle will be on unleashing your creativity. You will need to focus your energies to get all you can from this Cycle. The reward for traversing this Cycle successfully is a life full of friends and the coming to fruition of your creative talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Second Cycle is 8&lt;br /&gt;An 8 cycle marks a time that is opportune for you to succeed in attaining your goals. During this Cycle you will of course face setbacks and obstacles, but if you keep trying to move forward, your goals will be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Third Cycle Number is 6&lt;br /&gt;A 6 Cycle denotes a period favorable for love and marriage. You will learn about commitment and responsibility to your loved ones. If you have had a failed marriage, this is a period to start anew. Regardless of the conditions you bring into this Cycle, this remains a period for the homebody to come out in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthday Number is 8 &lt;br /&gt;This number is most influential between your 28th and 56th year. While it is not the most important number in your profile, it does have an effect on your Life's Path and Destiny.&lt;br /&gt;You have a very strong character and the skills to be a successful leader. Regardless of the arena you choose, you should rise to the forefront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Personal Year Number is 2 &lt;br /&gt;This number tells you what is happening in your life this year. This number should be used to help you avoid setbacks and focus your energies on those areas of your life where you are most likely to achieve your goals.&lt;br /&gt;This is a good year for you to collect yourself and put all of the pieces that make up your life into a cohesive, orderly structure. This is also a good time for you to take time for others, learn the value of compromise and foster harmony in your life as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Personal Month Number is 6 &lt;br /&gt;This number tells you what is happening in your life this month. Use this number in the same way you would your Personal year number, but apply it only to the current month.&lt;br /&gt;You are in a month in which you should attend family and home. Enjoy your family and strengthen your personal relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many numbers. haha. anyway i foresee i damn boring term ahead. w plant and golden chamber.. hope i dun GO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-3771161220911565007?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/3771161220911565007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=3771161220911565007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/3771161220911565007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/3771161220911565007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/10/end-of-cold.html' title='end of cold..'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-1458373467319336153</id><published>2007-09-28T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T02:33:37.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch vacations'/><title type='text'>term break</title><content type='html'>geez, haven't been updating.. i managed to attend all my lessons last week! *yay*.. and since monday i've tried to trap myself in school to mug my life away.. accompanied by fellow muggers (w their mugs somemore -_-").. taking a break today to meet up w pple.. was kind of wondering if i should.. since the response isn't as well as i'd expected =( but i still think i should. afterall it has been quite some time since the last gathering. well, it's pple's choice whether they wanna come. it's my choice whether i wanna organise. =| i've realised it's quite a distress to organise gatherings. hah. but i shall jiayou! =) afterall, they are people whom i'd spent part of my life with and i do wish to catch up with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just playing along at this website called &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;.. woah.. it's so complicated! but apparently it seems quite fun and happening. haha. but i guess shall stop at it for now.. studies first! yeah! i'll strive to spend my last 2 days before the paper effectively! &gt;.&lt; there goes my 'one week break'..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-1458373467319336153?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/1458373467319336153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=1458373467319336153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1458373467319336153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1458373467319336153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/09/term-break.html' title='term break'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-1526455737322736061</id><published>2007-09-19T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T00:52:46.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>yay.</title><content type='html'>my 2nd plant tut after 5 weeks of school!!. &gt;.&lt; watched a video on plant. it was not the usual expected-boring-kind.. it gave an insight on how plants reproduce and thrive under different conditions and environment. =) like small flowering plants after winter.. like fungi which even went to the extent of killing c.elegans as their source of nitrogen.. like the grasslands after the elephants knock down the acacia trees.. why grasses have horizontal stems.. like mountain ash after a forest fire.. wonder where the prof got his videos from.. i heard the other 2 were not bad as well.. gee.. anyhow, starting from nx term it's gg to be another prof le.. no more videos.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i sat in for 2 small talks.. both FOC related. finally it's time for handover.. kinda disappointed that i wanna be involved yet my timing doesn't allow me to.. but i'm glad there are still souls around to continue this passion.. and i'm all excited to see the formation of yet another commitee.. kinda headache too.. it's really a matter of choice.. =) choose wisely!  wish them all the best for nx year.. most prob i can't even pop by for the actual camp. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. one week before term break! two weeks before exam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-1526455737322736061?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/1526455737322736061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=1526455737322736061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1526455737322736061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1526455737322736061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/09/yay.html' title='yay.'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-6788225236157360030</id><published>2007-09-17T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T00:32:55.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>last week</title><content type='html'>geez, i can start countdown towards my first paper of this sem: 1st Oct, which is in 13 days. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, i've been a bad student for the week that just passed. i gave e plant bio tut on tues a miss. which i thought later that it was quite impt. i guessed i've "been myself" this week - not knowing what i've been doing, and slacking without regrets. hahz. but anyway, i enjoyed a sumptuous dinner w mh at fish &amp; co that night. =) luckily for the nx few days i did go sch, attend lectures as per normal. so it wasn't that bad. BUT i happened to gave fri's lessons a miss too. (i practically overslept, woke up to realise that i've decided to self-study and give everything a miss) but i kinda 'woke up' on fri evening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to attend a briefing for an invigilation job the following morning (sat). i had worked once before, and so i thought the briefing venue was still at the original location 2 years ago. but it wasn't. apparently the office has moved. so while i was trying to recall solely based on my memory how to get to the original location, the briefing was gonna start elsewhere. i was stunned for a moment when i realised the office wasn't where it used to be le. what the hell am i doing here? &gt;.&lt; i felt tt i was left alone at the point of time. felt that i was 'left behind' in time.. i was still harbouring on things that are history and no longer there anymore. it made me wonder if i am having the same attitude towards my life.. am i still living in the past?? 我觉得我似乎还是停留在从前.. but i trust myself to say that i've moved on.. it was just that briefing location, that's all. (move on doesn't mean erasing the past. i still hold on to them..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun see what's so bad about holding on to something.. =( esp things that you really treasure.. btw admist being a slacker in school, i've managed to catch meaningful drama to sorta 'enrich myself'.. I'm an emotional person, who likes romance and love stories, but not those typical and mushy kinds.. there are two which i've watched and think they're really nice. (perhaps can show during immisceo huh?) the titles: &lt;b&gt;Be With You&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Tada, Kimi wo Aishiteru (aka Heavenly Forest)&lt;/b&gt; they are as good as the lakehouse and secret in my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, weekend was pretty good. invigilated, gave tuition, studied hard @ macs, went church today, went visit at hospital, went visit at grandma's place.. my aim this week is to attend all my lessons! hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-6788225236157360030?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/6788225236157360030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=6788225236157360030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/4_mDHNhO6Pk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/4_mDHNhO6Pk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-6200588071727775640?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/6200588071727775640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=6200588071727775640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6200588071727775640'/><link 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RugQ32zDgRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/s3G8PajsxWA/s400/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109352329040331026" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough to fit a bus liao loh.. speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-6086479798365002402?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/6086479798365002402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=6086479798365002402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6086479798365002402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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communicate without talking. how great would it be to live the life of a mute, silently, i would use other means like signing or writing to express myself. but i nv got to realise this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a person who doesn't like to talk much. quiet. solitary. if you know the cheery, outgoing me.. i can say it's not the real me. i realised i've been shaped by my surroundings much to become more outspoken. more determined. to have a goal in mind. to realised my dreams. to try and have confidence in things that i do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in actual fact, i am pretty the opposite deep down inside. i like to hide my feelings. i like to keep thoughts to myself. i lack confidence in things i do. i like to 'have no idea of what's happening'.. i like to idle the whole day away without regret. i like time alone. only by spending quiet times alone, stoning, staring into space, seeing the scenery, wondering what's to happen nx, would i 'find myself'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i hate who i am now. i'm not going crazy. hah. in fact i thank my surroundings for moulding me. it's a fortunate thing being able to talk. you can learn many different languages. getting people to understand what you're trying to express is never any easier and convenient. i've always wondered what is 'to have a good talk w someone'.. for me, it's a hard thing to achieve. i rarely bare my thoughts completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not surprised to find myself ignoring the surroundings. at times, i dun even give a damn to who just walked past when i'm in my own world. unless i'm back in reality, or you happen to hit me outta my world, only then will you hear 'hi' from me. what can i say, i'm a dreamy and silent fish. hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-901368862175892525?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-7273838258237869286</id><published>2007-09-08T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T05:12:19.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>9.8.7</title><content type='html'>yah, todays' 09月08日07年. cute date. i wish teck a happy birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at e same time i hope for cool weather tmr. sleep! happy weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7273838258237869286?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7273838258237869286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>A Marriage Story</title><content type='html'>A friend shared w me this story quite long ago.. it really touched my heart and i tear each time as i read it.. =( I dunno who's the author because it was sent as a word doc. so i acknowledge the writer's efforts.. his name is He Ning (in the story. and maybe in real life too?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the scene ten years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew came into my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we were just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something to tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the serious topic calmly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month s time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal a life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember. You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage romantically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, Let us start from today, don't tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for a bus, I drove to the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vague. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life lacked intimacy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no fever. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so w the increasing divorce rate in our society today, we should reinforce the idea that marriage is for life.. always look back at the moments we share and cherish them.. relive them if you have to.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-1546232347357785399?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/1546232347357785399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=1546232347357785399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1546232347357785399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1546232347357785399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/09/marriage-story.html' title='A Marriage Story'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-7819427839746157896</id><published>2007-09-03T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T01:30:04.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>raining..</title><content type='html'>my first attempt to make cheesecake was 80% successful. shall improve! yum~&lt;br /&gt;comex was indeed as packed as expected. what i saw was just 'man mountain man sea'.. w tons of trees lying on the floor -_-" (the pamphlets)..&lt;br /&gt;and nothing beats the cool weather~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7819427839746157896?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7819427839746157896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=7819427839746157896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7819427839746157896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7819427839746157896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/09/raining.html' title='raining..'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-3556142898357196111</id><published>2007-09-01T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T18:45:22.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>happy teachers' day</title><content type='html'>wasn't feeling gd the whole of yesterday. =( slept, woke up in sweat, slept again.. he came over to visit. brought me a cookie and showed me a program he had created.. haha. so sweet of him. and the program, was created for me.. lol, it first prints a cow on the screen and saying that's me. -_-" upon hitting another key, i was supposed to answer why i'm not a cow. upon hitting enter, it told me that watever i typed was invalid. haha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, today's the annual teachers' day! guess the very last teachers' day we celebrated was in jc in 2004. there's no such thing in uni.. cos they are called 'profs'  here.. i think the whole concept of 'being a teacher' takes more than just 'teaching'.. (which some can't even meet e mark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always remembered my pri sch teachers whenever i recall that it's teachers day. one reason could be that it's a holiday?! there's always celebration and stuff (I still remember how far students go to thank their teachers).. another reason would be the role that they've played. when we're of that young age, the people we look upon to would be our parents.. and apparently the next would be our teachers. it's always someone's dream to become a teacher. lol. teachers then were strict, some even abusive.. not just verbal abuse, but really, with the fingers pinching e face.. it really leaves a scar in the child's memories. and i bet she/he will be forever remembered (or condemned). haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll forever remember my p5 teacher, who happened to teach us for only a year (teachers were supposed to follow-on the nx year as well).. she was an angel.. we all realised, when she left us the following year to an ex-discipline hod ('devil'). =| but sadly, she died the following year due to cancer (while i was in p6) and it was really a shocking and sad news to my class. so many years have passed, yet i still remember her vividly, calling me to pick up books from her table.. =( and it has always been a habit to have her on my mind every teachers' day from then on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another angel who touched my life was my p5 teacher (just now was the form-teacher, now is chinese teacher haha). and i guess she still continues to do so for her subsequent batches of students. i'm really glad to still be in contact w her after so many years.. she's more like an elder friend now than a strict teacher then.. and through her, i sense the changing scene in the education field.. teachers are having a hard time these days.. being stressed by the management and parents to produce results, yet on the other hand, they have to tackle the kids non-abusively.. on top of that, they have endless meetings, even some crap competition like '超级变变变' also have to die die come up w ideas.. (management stresses that they must win.. -_-") and more recently, they think teachers are walking encyclopedias.. expect them to be able to give talks on something totally not-related to their field.. like on chinese medicine??? wth. aiyo.. i wonder how many kids these days still dream of being a teacher....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, 教师节快乐!! happy teachers' day!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-3556142898357196111?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/3556142898357196111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=3556142898357196111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/3556142898357196111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/3556142898357196111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-teachers-day.html' title='happy teachers&apos; day'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-1857450244926386791</id><published>2007-08-31T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T18:46:55.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>两个选择</title><content type='html'>came across this on wobao (yes again.. they write decent stuff) many days ago.. decided to share. it's in chinese.. and may sound abit absurd/far-fetched.. anyway, it's just a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一对年轻的新婚夫妇因为贫穷，要靠亲友的接济才能生活。一天，丈夫对妻子说：“亲爱的，我决定到很远的地方找一份工作，直到我有条件给你好生活，我才会回来。我不知道会去多久，只求你一件事，等我。我不在的时候对我忠诚，我也会对你忠诚。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;几天后，他到一个大庄园工作，他要求老板把他的薪水存在一个账户里，等他离开那天才把钱给他。年轻人在那里工作了20年，中间没有休假，20年后，他对老板说：“我想拿回我的钱，我要回家了。” 老板说：“好，我给你两个选择：一，我给你钱，你走人；二，我给你三个忠告，不给你钱，你走人。你今晚回房好好考虑再给我答复。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他回房里想了一晚，决定选择第二，因为在庄园工作了20年，他知道老板是个有智慧的好人。第二天，他对老板说：“我要那三条忠告。” 老板说：“第一，永远不要走捷径，走便捷而陌生的路可能会要了你的命。第二，永远不要对任何可能是坏事的事情感到好奇，否则也可能要了你的命。第三，永远不要在仇恨和痛苦的时候做决定，否则你一定会后悔一辈子。”接着，老板给了他三个面包，两个让他在路上吃，另一个大的面包让他回家后和妻子一起吃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天后，他遇到了一个曾经有过一面之缘的人，他高兴地告诉对方他工作了20年，拿者老板给他的面包回家。对方说：“你回家的路太远了，我知道一条捷径，可以缩短一半的行程。”男子正准备走捷径的时候，想起了老板的第一条忠告，决定还是老老实实地走回原来的路。后来他才知道，那人竟是个拦路抢劫的劫匪，所谓的捷径只是一个圈套。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两天后，男子来到路边的一间旅店，打算住一晚。当晚他被一声惨叫声惊醒，跳下床想去了解到底发生什么事。这时他想起了老板的第二条忠告，于是回到床上继续睡觉。第二天起床，店主告诉他：“你是唯一一个活着离开的客人。我儿有精神病，昨夜他大叫客人出来，然后把他们杀死埋了。“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男子接着赶路，第四天黄昏时分，回到自己的家乡，他远远看到自己的小屋，烟囱冒着烟。他看见一个人影，起初以为是妻子，但仔细一看，是个男人。这时，他内心充满了仇恨和痛苦，想跑过去杀了他们。他深呼吸了一口气，想起老板的第三个忠告，决定冷静一个晚上。天亮后，他恢复冷静，决定回到庄园工作。在这之前，他要告诉妻子，他始终忠于她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他敲了敲家门，妻子打开门，认出了他，扑到他怀里，紧紧地抱住了他。他想把妻子推开，但没有做到。他眼含泪水，对妻子说：“我对你是忠诚的，可你背叛了我...“ 妻子吃惊地说：“什么？我从未背叛过你，我等了你20年。”他说：“那么那个男人是谁？”妻子说：“那是我们的儿子。你走的时候我才刚发现我怀孕了。他今年已经20岁了。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;丈夫拥抱了自己的儿子。在妻子忙做晚饭的时候，他给儿子讲述了自己的经历。接着，一家人坐下一起吃面包。他把老板送的面包掰开，发现里面有笔钱－那正是他20年辛苦劳动赚来的薪水！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story? the 老板 must be a prophet.. lol.. but his 忠告 are applicable to our daily lifestyle.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-1857450244926386791?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/1857450244926386791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=1857450244926386791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1857450244926386791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1857450244926386791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_31.html' title='两个选择'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-6296911917845500940</id><published>2007-08-29T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T23:36:42.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>在我生命中的每一天</title><content type='html'>not the original singer, but still a classic duet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/XLyRu7Mavnc' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/XLyRu7Mavnc'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原唱：成龙 苏慧伦&lt;br /&gt;作曲：李宗盛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看时光飞驰我祈祷明天&lt;br /&gt;每个小小梦想能够漫漫实现&lt;br /&gt;我是如此平凡却又如此幸运&lt;br /&gt;我要说声谢谢你在我生命中的每一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看时光飞驰我回首从前&lt;br /&gt;曾经是莽撞少年曾经度日如年&lt;br /&gt;我是如此平凡却又如此幸运&lt;br /&gt;我要说声谢谢你在我生命中的每一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我将生命中最闪亮的那一段与你分享&lt;br /&gt;让我用生命中最嘹亮的歌声来陪伴你&lt;br /&gt;让我将心中最温柔的部分给你&lt;br /&gt;在你最需要朋友的时候&lt;br /&gt;让我真心真意对你在每一天&lt;br /&gt;让我真心真意对你在每一天&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-6296911917845500940?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/6296911917845500940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=6296911917845500940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6296911917845500940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6296911917845500940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_29.html' title='在我生命中的每一天'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-9047208059873255899</id><published>2007-08-28T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T01:58:31.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2yrsinbeijing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>last week of aug</title><content type='html'>admist mugging for the horror test this thurs and blowing my nose.. i decided to recall slightly what HAPPIER things that happened.. (we girls can really multi-task.. haha!) tutee postponed tuition from sat to sun, so i had sat afternoon 'off' w him.. After intern on sat morning, went over to see him @ &lt;a href="http://www.singaporemasters.org/"&gt;Masters Swimming&lt;/a&gt;.. which was held at this ulu pool at farrer park. Oooh, I haven't been to this location in my 21 yrs of life in singapore. I didn't know an hdb estate just pops up nx to rows of shophouses at little india. Really an urban discovery! But i kinda got lost and by the time i found this ulu place, he had finished his race.. -_-" so much for walking cross the farrer park field under the hot sun.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth it! XD he had 2 hrs to slack before his swimming lessons in the afternoon.. so we took nel down to harbourfront and slacked at the emptier harbourfront centre.. I revisited this place where i last visited it in 2006 jan. hah, glad it's still there! the cheapest pizzas around.. (besides the home-made ones w gardenia bread as ur base...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RtMDuirI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DweAwEBcaXc/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RtMDuirI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DweAwEBcaXc/s320/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103426900857515410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello?! 7th mth ghost fest?! how come there's no one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he managed to order his pizza and had his full. somehow. haha. but bad things happened. i had to fall sick that night and consequently, postponed my tutee's lesson till.... wed night. how sad. =( just hours before the horror test. lol. I think i'm gonna give myself sufficient time to study before then. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, the much anticipated briefing regards to "2 years in beijing (0809)" was held this morning.. it sounded more like a '2-year-hardship-camp' to me. if we're gonna stay on campus, it'll be a 20km bus ride every morning to the intern hospital and the same ride back to campus everyday. o.O lessons' begin at 8, we gotta wake up every single day @ 6am. hah, and the evening bus only comes to pick us up at 7pm.. i'm not imagining e life of a factory worker man.. =| but at least the picture seems clearer now.. but money issue wise, it's still a headache. no cpf, no bank loan.. the only thing they have for us is moe study loan. the next few things in question were: commencement of interest rates for local bank loan/study loan, interest rates for moe study loan etc. haiya. money is always a headache. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end things off, here's an advice for people who frequent ntucanA's mixed rice: order ur dishes carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RtMLRCrI7bI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ixOvXnsLe9g/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RtMLRCrI7bI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ixOvXnsLe9g/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103435190144396722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;categorise 小白菜, 草菇, 午餐肉. ans: 小白菜=plant; 午餐肉=meat; 草菇=meat! &lt;br /&gt;fungus are not plants, so they are therefore, considered as ambiguous=meat. that's what my plantbio and the auntie from mixedricestall taught us. oh, try ordering some toufu nx time too. just becareful of any suspicious meat-looking lumps that's lying on it. toufu that grows meat=meat! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-9047208059873255899?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/9047208059873255899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=9047208059873255899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/9047208059873255899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/9047208059873255899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-week-of-aug.html' title='last week of aug'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RtMDuirI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DweAwEBcaXc/s72-c/DSC00187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-1837651871333421182</id><published>2007-08-23T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:27:25.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>多见不怪??</title><content type='html'>darn pissed.. why is the queue to 179 always so longgggg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it irks me even more when this longest queue isn't moving an inch. not because there's no bus at the bay, BUT BECAUSE PEOPLE KEEP CUTTING THE QUEUE!!!! i didn't know cutting the queue is such a COMMON thing that no one would say anything to you even if you cut into the queue right in front of him/her. ?!?!!??! why? simply because OTHER PPLE ARE DOING THE SAME THING.. to think i can wait &gt;30 mins for 179.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, there's this stupid loophole which tempts people to walk straight into the queue of others : the 2nd or 3rd 179 bus which stops ALONG the bus bay.. BEFORE e 179 berth. and here's e evidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;disclaimer: not intended to 'malu'. (if the person in the pic is you, it's just too bad.) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/Rs2VcyrI7XI/AAAAAAAAAF8/RJy-YD1rdQk/s320/179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101898274752228722" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see this guy w orange crumpler walking towards the crowd? a typical act..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/Rs2VdCrI7YI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YBqjfMPjY4E/s320/179left.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101898279047196034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;179 just left, so this grp of people stand around.. and e grp gets bigger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so effectively, this loooong queue doesn't move much, cos there's always this grp which walks straight pass the whole long queue (too obvious to say that u missed seeing it) to 'standby' near the bus berth, wait for the opportunity (arrival of 2nd 179), and chiong~ towards to form the crowd at the 2nd bus and/or jump in the queue at the bus berth. -_-" And supposedly there are bus uncles in green are to 'manage' the crowd. what kind of management? !£$*&amp;(@$(* allowing others to cut so that the bus can move off earlier? that's ur job right? get rid of the crowd asap? and people who jump at other's opportunity (to board bus earlier).. i'm disgusted. undergrads? woohooooo~ so much for what education has done to us.. well, maybe you say that's being street-smart.. but SO MANY street-smarts out there: disgusting. especially at the expense of other people's waiting time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disgust disgust disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this saying: "if you can beat them, join them!".. i guess that's why this grp of "street-smart-asses" keeps growing.. However, i will NEVER EVER do such a thing. not in my dictionary. If you're running late, YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE, idiot! If you're dying of hunger, wanna get ur food faster, you're NOT THE ONLY ONE too! baka! 把快乐建立在别人的痛苦上=讨厌. If you're someone i know, i really dislike it when you come over and say 'hi' and just join in the queue.. (unless some idiot has already done so before me)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just expressing my unhappiness here knowing there'll be NO CHANGE to the situation.. typical singaporean attitute: complain and no action.. what action is appropriate? scold anyone who cuts the queue? people would think i'm crazy.. and there's just too many.. I act myself, so i will wake up at 6.30am for an 8.30am lecture. so that i won't have to see them anymore. *sobs* i pity those who stay so far and yet have to endure this kind of madness... i might envy those who stay hall.. at least you can USE YOUR LEGS and WALK... maybe i wanna try cycling to school huh. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's another thing which engaged my anger, shall rant about it in another post..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-1837651871333421182?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/1837651871333421182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=1837651871333421182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1837651871333421182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1837651871333421182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_23.html' title='多见不怪??'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/Rs2VcyrI7XI/AAAAAAAAAF8/RJy-YD1rdQk/s72-c/179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-773974362867513865</id><published>2007-08-21T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:25:05.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about myself'/><title type='text'>Because I am a Girl</title><content type='html'>was watching 换换爱, a taiwan series drama.. there was this conversation between e guy and e girl which struck me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: 我发现..你害怕..得到别人的照顾还有帮助。&lt;br /&gt;(i realised that you're afraid of receiving care and help from others)&lt;br /&gt;girl: 我必须相信自己可以..这样活者比较不累啊。&lt;br /&gt;(I have to believe that I can handle.. that way, life would be less tiring)&lt;br /&gt;guy: 可是一般来说..一直坚持靠自己的人..不是更应该比较累吗？你怎么觉得不累啊？&lt;br /&gt;(but usually.. wouldn't someone feel more tired when she has only herself to depend on? aren't you tired?)&lt;br /&gt;girl: 那是别人又不是我.. 我亲身体验的是.. 期待永远不会发生的事情..那样才累吧!&lt;br /&gt;(that's somone else, not me.. my own experience tells me that expecting something that wouldn't even happen.. would be even more tiring~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really kudos to the female character.. her attitute rocks.. i wished i could be like her.. I guess its ok to be strong.. but anyone would still have his/her weak side which may not be shown to others. we are still humans afterall.. and it's no harm to receive help from others.. especially when you need it.. however, i think when you keep receiving help from others, you somehow feel indebt to him/her.. such that you think you owe the person a favour.. and if he/she doesn't need u to return the favour, it seems to accumulate w the rest of the unreturned-favours.. unknowingly, you'll start to feel tired.. =( i owe this person this.. owe that person that.. this person helped me before..... life that way would be too tiring.. why not pass on the favour? =) ie. be of help to someone else as well, expecting no return of favour.. "credit, debit" its a matter of balance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though females are seen as e weaker sex, somethings good about being a girl: &lt;br /&gt;girls tend to get into more trouble, yet you're more likely to find help from pple..&lt;br /&gt;girls do not get forced to serve ns.&lt;br /&gt;girls get more recognition when both sexes accomplish something tough.. (like serving NS.. -_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls are naturally more cared for.. the society's like that.. say what gender equality and what not.. we're born physically weaker by nature.. so why not get help when you need it? but when it comes to things like opening a door, carrying a box of things.. i guess these things that we can do ourselves, we should do it.. in other words, we shouldn't depend too much on others for help. self-help is the best help. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes.. the help you receive is far more than expected.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/U9_-1A4647M' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/U9_-1A4647M'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're really thank-god grateful.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-773974362867513865?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/773974362867513865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=773974362867513865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/773974362867513865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/773974362867513865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/because-i-am-girl.html' title='Because I am a Girl'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-6792946401522451418</id><published>2007-08-20T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T02:14:50.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home life'/><title type='text'>rain..</title><content type='html'>the weather's pretty cool.. kept raining.. today's 7th of the 7th lunar month.. aka eastern valentine's day 东方情人节.. it's believed that it'll always rain on this day because these are tears of joy of a couple (牛郎 and 织女) who could only meet each other once in a year.. they would meet on a bridge formed by magpies (i wondered how is it possible).. and spend this one day with their love.. geez.. if i had to love like that for eons, i'd probably die of 相思病 lovesick. haha. but it won't be that bad if you had things to do to occupy yourself.. take ur mind off this feeling.. so they say, it'll always rain on this very day.. which is actually supposed to be sad.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad, cos it's sunday! usually it is when pple stay home to have meals together.. i 'cooked' dinner today.. (not really cook, will know why later..) lol.. bro n i decided to give the usual rice &amp; dishes a miss.. we wanted to eat the bao1 that mum bought weeks ago.. which looked like this :  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RsiDjSrI7TI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fTFd5T4baTM/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100471220328525106" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what does it remind you of? fat and oily 扣肉.. those 3-layer kind of meat cooked in soy that's coated w so much of oil.. they usually go together.. lol.. come to think of it, its really fattening. my bro wouldn't mind.. but i did haha.. so we looked for other deravatives.. and came up with this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RsiE2CrI7UI/AAAAAAAAAFk/s4mMgtaFBvY/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100472641962700098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ham, eggs, tomato n lettuce.. looks appetizing enough.. lol.. half of the 'dishes' are eaten raw.. so really can't consider that cooking.. and to think i ate 4 baos -_-" no diff from eating those fat &amp; oily stuff.. sigh. oh btw, dad dislike this sort of 'inproper meal'.. haha.. so we ate his share as well.. and he had to eat maggi mee by himself.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep raining~ i love the smell of the rain and the cool weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-6792946401522451418?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/6792946401522451418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=6792946401522451418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6792946401522451418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6792946401522451418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/rain.html' title='rain..'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RsiDjSrI7TI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fTFd5T4baTM/s72-c/DSC00176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-6926963911694111570</id><published>2007-08-19T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T02:12:11.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>weekend's supposed to rest huh? i beg to differ. i think i spent even more time out of home than the usual school days. &gt;.&lt; woke up at 6.30am this morning.. as early/even earlier than some of my normal sch days. intern started at 8am.. and lasted 3 hrs. It wasn't that tiring as expected (I was dozing off early in the morning on bus).. and i guess i really do learn more from intern than books. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went off to zion rd w mel, yl and karen for lunch! good food there~ i sure miss the beancurd. melts in ur mouth! oooo.. lol.. then proceed on w tuition in the afternoon at 2pm. my tutee moved to a new home.. from jw to je.. and 'upgraded' to a condo.. the problem w condo (which i don't like much) is the security system. But i guess that's why people want to stay in condo.. for privacy and security? oh, but i like the design of e new home.. its literally a 'white house'.. haha. I was scared that i might dirty the white dining chair that i was sitting on.. trying to resist putting up my feet up under my butt. (hah. bad habit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later, thought it was too boring just to go home and sleep (though very much needed), i went for a little shopping at ikea alone. =) don't really understand why ikea tries to make things so cheap lately.. perhaps they've decided that s'poreans like to go for cheap stuff.. thus keep having sales.. lol.. just like other multiple outlet stores also keep having this trend of endless sales.. lol. but i really like ikea stuff.. simple and thoughtful, designer quality but at cheaper rates.. i guess it may have to do with the way they mass produce these designer items.. hence the price drop. but anyway, quite shocked that i had plenty items in the shopping bag when i was heading for the cashier. then i realised one thing. no plastic bags. lol.. stunned for a moment before i figured out how i was gonna bring them back - bought another shopping bag.. =) i think it'd come in useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.. was on e way home.. decided to drop by his club (where he coaches swimming) and wait for him to finish his lessons at 6.30pm. lol.. perhaps the beancurd was easily digestible, i started feeling hungry and so was he after his swim. hence we popped by the famous, nus-recommended, 24hr, cheese prata shop. not enough power for nostalgic feelings as my mind wasn't thinking due to the hunger. hah. anyway the prata's good! *yum* but i still miss the mutarbak at bukit timah - al azhaar.. heh. it was already nightfall by the time i got home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captured something that brought back memories of PBL (sec2 project work: Problem Based Learning).. it's not a common scene after the introduction of these ez-link smart cards. heh. our problem: bus ticket stuck behind seat is an unsightly scene.. closer observation tells me tt ticket price is $1.70. wow.. i'm proud of spore's bus services (sbs, even same name as my sch).. they solved this problem before we tried to solve it for them 7 years ago.. haha.. they're efficient! (in price increase too.. $1.70.. &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sry for the blur pic cos the bus was shaky)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RscyuCrI7SI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xTpvp-wjNBA/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RscyuCrI7SI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xTpvp-wjNBA/s320/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100100869593558306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-6926963911694111570?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/6926963911694111570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=6926963911694111570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6926963911694111570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6926963911694111570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RscyuCrI7SI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xTpvp-wjNBA/s72-c/DSC00172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-4914546454802423079</id><published>2007-08-17T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:58:11.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>e eq of success</title><content type='html'>came across this article on wo3bao4 (mypaper) like quite long ago.. just wanna take note of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;success is not "attitude + ability" but "attitude x ability" which means to say if u lack either,  most prob u won't succeed (in tt thing u're doing, be it jobs, projects, school work...). attitute means how u treat tt thing u're doing.. do you give priority to it? do you think about it all the time? do you get down to doing it even? attitute determines how motivated and how committed one stays throughout tt thing.. and attitude could be changed, by influence, emotions, stress.. ability then includes knowledge, intellegence and experience.. intellegence (IQ) maybe inborn.. but knowledge and experiences could be gained by sharing, talking, exposing oneself to the situation.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. it means to say tt you can't succeed if you have e abilities but no attitute towards tt thing (0 x C = 0). 0, not even a chance. the other way round, if you have attitude, unless you're born a retard (IQ=0) w no experience and learn nothing before, you still have chances of success.. (A x A' = something but 0). lol.. sounds very scientish &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's say you compare someone who is half-hearted (A=5) but capable (knowledge+IQ+exp=2+3+3=8) with someone who is whole-hearted (A=10) but not so capable, not so experienced (1+3+1=5).. 5 x 8 = 40 while 10 x 5 =50. (assuming both are equally intellegent) haha. i think i'm trying to prove that attitude is more impt than capabilities. lol. but not tt convincing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i forgot to add that I've always believed tt luck plays a huge role too (since PSLE). therefore, i give the equation a slight change: "success = (attitude + ability)^luck". =) non-sense. luck is about intuition. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-4914546454802423079?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/4914546454802423079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=4914546454802423079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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year? or perhaps it's because i feel so compelled to do better than last sem and hence the stress? or maybe because what the teacher teaches was similar to what was thought just few months back, yet i seem to have recalled no-thing.. haiz.. school blooos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that explains why i have nothing to blog but lyrics. heh. i like to copy and paste~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-1039464009483879906?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/1039464009483879906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=1039464009483879906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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value='http://youtube.com/v/iX7pLF3vhO4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/iX7pLF3vhO4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;演唱：苏打绿 张韶涵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的眼睛蓝色的一面海&lt;br /&gt;总是太安静像是会有暴风雨&lt;br /&gt;呼唤一个夏季也许那天都逝去&lt;br /&gt;海面闪着泪像梦境&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的眼睛闪烁的一面海&lt;br /&gt;平静地叹息洒了一片碎玻璃&lt;br /&gt;穿过一座岛屿也许那天都死去&lt;br /&gt;海浪都沉默累不累&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作一场冒险的表演&lt;br /&gt;走过千秋万岁寂寞的云烟&lt;br /&gt;下雨天没有地点可以搁浅&lt;br /&gt;拍一张分别的纪念&lt;br /&gt;努力远走高飞失眠的海面&lt;br /&gt;地平线彩虹消失在一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实从头到尾谁又得到了水仙&lt;br /&gt;其实从头到尾走了错误的航线&lt;br /&gt;让海水都没去你我的脸闭上眼&lt;br /&gt;回到原点一个语言两个世界&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作一场冒险的表演&lt;br /&gt;走过千秋万岁寂寞的云烟&lt;br /&gt;下雨天没有地点可以搁浅&lt;br /&gt;拍一张分别的纪念&lt;br /&gt;努力远走高飞失眠的海面&lt;br /&gt;地平线彩虹消失在一瞬间&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-5754947050704442076?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/5754947050704442076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=5754947050704442076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/5754947050704442076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/5754947050704442076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_15.html' title='藍眼睛'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-7441329088567347108</id><published>2007-08-14T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T15:28:12.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>小情歌</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/f0Mxc1rClqU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/f0Mxc1rClqU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;词曲:吴青峰&lt;br /&gt;演唱:苏打绿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是一首简单的小情歌&lt;br /&gt;唱着人们心肠的曲折&lt;br /&gt;我想我很快乐&lt;br /&gt;当有你的温热&lt;br /&gt;脚边的空气转了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是一首简单的小情歌&lt;br /&gt;唱着我们心头的白鸽&lt;br /&gt;我想我很适合&lt;br /&gt;当一个歌颂者&lt;br /&gt;青春在风中飘着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道就算大雨让这座城市颠倒&lt;br /&gt;我会给你怀抱&lt;br /&gt;受不了看见你背影来到&lt;br /&gt;写下我度秒如年难捱的离骚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算整个世界被寂寞绑票&lt;br /&gt;我也不会奔跑&lt;br /&gt;逃不了最后谁也都苍老&lt;br /&gt;写下我时间和琴声交错的城堡&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7441329088567347108?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7441329088567347108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=7441329088567347108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7441329088567347108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7441329088567347108'/><link rel='alternate' 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complaining. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw spanish is fun! or rather learning a new lang is fun.. when was the last time u've ever done so? when u were picking up ur first lang? sec lang? third lang? haha.. omg.. dialects count? i wonder why we aim to know as much as we can.. so that the more the merrier? the more u can communicate better? =| i think it's simply for the fun of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-5426800825371688180?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/5426800825371688180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=5426800825371688180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双鱼座的夏日甜点:水瓶座&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;具有独特浪漫气质的双鱼浑身上下都透着娇美与可爱,十二星座中的楚楚可怜的双鱼座女生,是最招人爱怜和向往的,她们最害怕孤独与寂寥,漫漫的夏日更是会令鱼儿心里烦燥,而此时的她们也最易被水瓶座男生的独特与与众不同深深吸引,最如同炎炎夏日下一杯看了就能让人觉得清爽无比的冰震饮料,虽然你连他的成分都不知道,但这也无法挡住你将其一口气喝下,也许它并不是你最为喜欢的,但却是最能解渴的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白羊座的夏日甜点:双鱼座&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双鱼座似乎生来就与羊儿有着特殊的缘份,从天生特质看起来好象有点相距甚远,好象八竿子打不着,但柔情似水的鱼儿偏偏就是会让羊儿MM遇到,并能在短时间内使羊儿发展到近似于痴迷的地步,鱼儿身上所表现出的浪漫情怀对于羊儿MM有着致命诱惑力,使她无法忘怀。她们之间的相逢,恰似那天汗逢甘霖,虽不轰轰烈烈,但也总难舍难分,他们之间的相互吸引,会使你有点无法解释。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-4441038263376063890?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/4441038263376063890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>不能说的秘密</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/WP1xgkt_u-g' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/WP1xgkt_u-g'/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;词:方文山&lt;br /&gt;曲:周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冷咖啡离开了杯垫&lt;br /&gt;我忍住的情绪在很后面&lt;br /&gt;拼命想挽回的从前&lt;br /&gt;在我脸上依旧清晰可见&lt;br /&gt;最美的不是下雨天&lt;br /&gt;是曾与你躲过雨的屋檐&lt;br /&gt;回忆的画面&lt;br /&gt;在荡着秋千梦开始不甜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说把爱渐渐放下会走更远&lt;br /&gt;又何必去改变已错过的时间&lt;br /&gt;你用你的指尖阻止我说再见&lt;br /&gt;想像你在身边在完全失去之前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说把爱渐渐放下会走更远&lt;br /&gt;或许命运的签只让我们遇见&lt;br /&gt;只让我们相恋这一季的秋天&lt;br /&gt;飘落后才发现这幸福的碎片&lt;br /&gt;要我怎么捡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-555620456995844079?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/555620456995844079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=555620456995844079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/555620456995844079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/555620456995844079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_3796.html' title='不能说的秘密'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-2977153669119590845</id><published>2007-08-07T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T02:00:36.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>开学咯！</title><content type='html'>oh man.. why am i so high about starting sch. actually it has been a boring day. lesson at school merely took 2 hrs. at least the teacher's nice. geez.. can't imagine we have so little modules, yet so much to cover at the end of the term. =( anyway.. the best thing which happened to me today was a BIG HUG from lp da jie (big sis).. =D it brightened up my after-camp blues. she's really nice and encouraging.. even if what she said might be white lie (tt she's prd of me).. but i appreciated that sentence very much. =) it made me felt appreciated.. (haha, sry no other words can fit le) gd luck to us for this coming year. (yeah both final yr le).. then it set me off again w the post-camp stuff as i sat down to have lunch w mel.. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i slacked around in sch.. from src to his hall.. did some revision (act hardworking/too bored) while waiting to go shopping w him for flippers.. (yes flippers.. those fish-like stuff) but end up he's too tired to go so far.. so we postponed it and went to jec instead. yay. the bookfair was still on.. haha.. first day of sch and we each bought some books (nonono.. not tb.. we're not tt hardworking) to 'celebrate' this start of sch. -_-" we bought some fiction and manga.. haha.. and here's what i'll be reading the nx 40 days (i think i'd take longer than tt)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.purposedrivenlife.com/thebook/imageLeft-TheBook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px;" src="http://www.purposedrivenlife.com/thebook/imageLeft-TheBook.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was a last minute catch.. not sure if this book's good or bad. anyway i've been quite out of touch w my 'spiritual side' for the past few mths. is it a sign that i should return?? i've finished what i hoped to do, accomplished what commitments i had .. even though it may not be that well.. perhaps it is time that i return..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the start of the 2nd STARs War! am so gonna sit in front of the comp the entire day.. haha.. and i can't believe i actually have a day free tmr because there's no lab and no tut! =) cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-2977153669119590845?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/2977153669119590845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=2977153669119590845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/2977153669119590845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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thurs' lecture. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. holidays have come to an end. a hectic final year awaits me.. perhaps the big things that will hit me include fyp, internship(now dunno where we'd go..), starting to settle issues regarding last 2 years over in china.. hmm.. besides that would be usual studies.. mugging.. tuition.. =| that's my life. i guess his would be more exciting.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught several dramas over the holidays.. as far as i recall.. i've watched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RrXmBevm77I/AAAAAAAAAFE/EXLP3wDrmKE/s1600-h/f9c786ec2ba7d83f269791cc.jpg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RrXmBevm77I/AAAAAAAAAFE/EXLP3wDrmKE/s200/f9c786ec2ba7d83f269791cc.jpg.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095231466546589618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RrXoGOvm78I/AAAAAAAAAFM/_boO46nThAI/s1600-h/zhuanjiao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RrXoGOvm78I/AAAAAAAAAFM/_boO46nThAI/s200/zhuanjiao.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095233747174223810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.pcpop.com/WallImages/0x0/0/184/000184823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img4.pcpop.com/WallImages/0x0/0/184/000184823.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cenxi.net:81/moviepic/1160018995890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.cenxi.net:81/moviepic/1160018995890.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://images.d1.com.cn/bookimg/1/xb/00174613_xb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.blogcn.com/2006/5/11/9/sirsird,2006051116150.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://images.blogcn.com/2006/5/11/9/sirsird,2006051116150.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm satisfied.. =) happy sch-reopen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7258021900250736342?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7258021900250736342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=7258021900250736342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7258021900250736342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7258021900250736342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/hols-have-ended.html' title='hols have ended..'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y35eJ0UOACw/RrXmBevm77I/AAAAAAAAAFE/EXLP3wDrmKE/s72-c/f9c786ec2ba7d83f269791cc.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-1139995162701369760</id><published>2007-08-04T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T01:18:48.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astrology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about myself'/><title type='text'>双鱼座..</title><content type='html'>双鱼座的人喜欢以”也许”，”或许”来代替是与否的回答，但那或许只是毫无原因的规避．双鱼座的人对明天不会抱持着期待对昨天却又有种直觉的认知，对於今天则以温柔容忍的方式面对．有时她说的话也颇令人费解，这是因为她对於真理的了解，是无法以言语来表达的．双鱼座的人一直都在燃烧自己，照亮别人的生命． &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双鱼座的人看来有些柔弱，但轫性却相当强，可以很快的就适应各种环境及人，事，物、她有相当好的才能，想像力也相当丰富，随时都在做梦，看来有些不够实际；但个性上相当多变，所以会有些令人觉得难以捉摸，就好像是个外星人． &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她的感情充沛，并且处处站在别人的立场着想，所以常会牺牲自己来完成别人的事情，她是体贴的，又有许多浪漫的思想． &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双鱼座的人有时会有点不负责任，以逃避的方式面对该负的责任，这点是需要改进的．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-1139995162701369760?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/1139995162701369760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=1139995162701369760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1139995162701369760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1139995162701369760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='双鱼座..'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-4979581035146559804</id><published>2007-08-03T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:17:22.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>nanyang experience?</title><content type='html'>hmm.. today went for the freshmen welcome ceremony w mh.. to 凑热闹.. heard Dr Su's address to the freshies regarding experiencing nanyang.. and the most direct way to do so would be to stay in hall. =) seemed like not just long ago i had to put on the freshman gown and do the light-up ceremony.. and now.. i'm already final year! geez.. and after all these years i have no idea what 'experience nanyang' means.. lolx.. i guess its just a catchy phrase..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what stay hall.. move in and pay their rental rates.. so that the school can mould u into a better person? because u spend more time at hall than at home, so it makes u more independent? more mature? more freedom? i guess that's true to a certain extent bah.. but it all depends on how u spend ur time/ what u do in school besides studies.. =) how u evolve also depends largely on how pple around u shapes u.. ur thinking.. ur way of working w them.. ur ability to accomodate.. heh. sounds cheem. i guess i had limited evolution then.. no one to interact w at home besides parents.. no group work w them.. haha.. but true.. since they are the closest, they mould my way of life.. my thoughts.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a freshman, the reason i didn't stay hall was partly because i thought i ought to spend more time w my parents.. partly because i thought they could help me w schoolwork.. haha.. another reason was $$.. as i realised it was a pretty big sum incurred if i did stay hall.. so in order to save that sum of money for the last 2 years.. yup, i chose not to apply.. thinking that it was no point since i stay 'so near' sch.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now.. i have an urge to try to stay hall.. at least i have a try to live outside of home.. in preparations for the last 2 years.. in somewhere so far from home.. hmm.. but currently i'm still tight on budget.. heh.. so probably will consider to do so near exam periods.. so that i can become focused on studies? =) that's just my hope.. w him around.. i dunno what'll happen. but i shall stay focused. so.. should i try to 'experience nanyang'? i'd think i'm too old for that.. haha.. but at least i try to be more independent.. i say.. shall give this a review 2 mths later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-4979581035146559804?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/4979581035146559804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=4979581035146559804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/4979581035146559804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/4979581035146559804'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-8513200132157496762</id><published>2007-07-31T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T01:56:23.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>a new beginning..?</title><content type='html'>lack of updates. went into hibernation after foc ended. for some time. this post is gg to be a long one. cos i have too much to reflect upon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foc has ended. it went well, but not too well, or rather could have been better?! i've to say i'm a person who can't take stress too well. and i tend to go into a state of trance, perhaps as an avoidance? or perhaps my mind really can't think in time. =( maybe should have a quick recap of what happened.. maybe i'll even add in the cockups too.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayone - erm lorry was late, didn't manage to borrow loudhailer from sch cos the previous org didn't return after borrowing it. I felt insecure and somehow crippled w/o the loudy in hand. I wasn't confident enough to start off with. I'll admit that I can't speak to big crowds. My tongue gets tied and there seems to be a lesion somewhere. =( Scary. and before i realise it, i was alone and the programs still had to be carried out. So i played the relay msg game w the freshies. me &gt; cgl &gt; gls &gt; freshies. the camp seems quiet without some shoutings from the loudy.. but heck. I guess at least the games were played and it was only day one. i consoled myself. but dayone was the most relaxed day but i was mentally stressed out from thinking how to face the big crowd of 80 freshies w 30 over seniors. (I have to peifu other camps' cp to handle more than 120 freshies in a single camp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daytwo - this day was supposed to be the most packed out of all. pool games began at 8.30am. again, i tried to address to the crowd w/o e loudy. it failed because i didn't know what to say. cgl had to help me express my words. shibai. =( so midway i played the relay game again. gd that things still get started in the end. something major happened on the log side. chair overslept, vchair n welfare went off to assess the situation. things didn't seem so good to handle as the sky turns cloudy.. had to prepare backup plan in the event of rain. but w the log being held up elsewhere, there was no way things could be done. =( but luckily chair woke up in time to pick up the situation. &gt;.&lt; the sky cleared just as the situation gets more time to be solved. so the programmes went along as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the entire day, i had a question stuck in my mind. headache. sp - to do or not to do. it was tearing me down somehow. cos the day before, the game of sp had already begin w letter writing. (which i admit we shouldn't have started even in the first place.) but just to prove that the ratio is so screwed that we needed additional 30 guys to play the game in order to get 66 pairs of SPs, the game started but headed to nowhere. (kill me pls) so for the entire camp, the idea of sp became a torture to me instead of tingling memories..  I really have no idea who came up w this idea. is it because we're uni? sdu needs to see something like this in order to get sponsors? freshies came for the camp to make a sp? =( i had nice memories of it. i want them to experience what i've experienced too. but given such situations, i had absolutely no idea how to get things done. seniors to pair w a few freshies? even if we had to do that, it would be 3 freshies to one senior. hah. i can feel my mind going crazy about this issue once again. as if i have to conduct another sp just tmr. =( nightmare? a sweet dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daytwo was supposed to be looooooong. if not for the lousy weather. initiation was going well as planned. then it started to pour heavily. =( i think the weather's really screwed up, this period should have been the hottest of the entire year. but i dun see why it kept raining. haiz. so daytwo ended w the freshies saved from the evil forces of the seniors. sigh. i agree we should do anti-raindance before camps. to ward off the rains. u must think tt i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daythree - amazing race day! woohoo~ again. the rain seemed to have drenched the freshies but definitely not their spirits.. i hoped so. i guess this was the most gruelling day for the pple behind e scenes (which is my comm). because after long hours out of school, they had to rush to the ending point to carry out the nx task - fright night. i guessed the effect was better than what we had for seniors camp. =) great job by fellow programmers. but it also showed the ugly side of the freshies.. tsk tsk.. it was only between the prgs and freshies. i'm sure the rest didn't know. but it was scary from the feedback i got. =( did we have such abuse last year? i only heard there were much 'hands' over the bodies.. but kicking someone underneath the table was madness! i wondered what were they thinking.. stayed up the entire night.. had gd talk w some pple. it made me think about what else could have been done regarding this camp. perhaps the GLs should have attended all the progs meetings.. even they should have given ideas of what kind of games they deem fit to play for focs.. (instead of complaining later on) =( lotsa thoughts.. before i could stone, the sun was already up. and before i could close my eyes. the breakfast was here and we're to set off in hours' half time. it was the longest night for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayfour - the weather proved to be a challenge. again. the overcast skies turned into downpour as we headed towards sentosa for beach games. oh man. how to play games on the beach with the rain. and would there be any shelter at sentosa? then i was told to make a decision whether to head for sentosa or alternatively, back to ntu and save the entrance fees$$$.. took quite some time to decide (i can't seem to decide on things very well) and we decided to head for sentosa w the little drizzle and overcast sky. glad we did that, cos before long, the sky cleared up and it was sunny again~ time for beach games~ but the timings were off.. some stations lasted longer than the other.. so some ogs had to wait for other ogs.. but overall i still thought things went ok.. until.. came the afternoon. when it was a little rush and messed up. i decided to give up the around sentosa again since there wasn't enough time (bus come too early, my fault) so sent everyone in my comm back to ntu to help w the night. it was painful to see tt the arrangements wasn't planned.. but luckily things still got sorted out in the end. though it was much waiting on the freshies' side.. i assumed they were busy w their skits.. it wasn't a long night and it was the only night that i could rest. the only thing in mind was the nx day - finale. i was doing last min stuff - sewing headbands for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayfive - woke up to find someone beside. stunned for a while. but realised i was late. nope. the freshies are too early. so is the breakfast. the freshies are already up and heading for breakfast. omg. my prog are still in bed! &gt;.&lt; had to rush them a little, make them move things to src and set up before they could even settle for breakfast. =( sigh. gave a little briefing to start off the finale. it was still hard to speak even with the loudy. it was me. but heng my boss came.. he sort of saved me times n times. (from giving briefings, tt is) and in the afternoon. again. for the big headache.. sp.. as many were complaining why there wasn't any conclusion to it. was told they were very disappointed. but well. nx time we should set quotas for gender ratio. =( hopefully nx year will be better. the ending seemed a little weird. the location wasn't too gd w another foc having station game at the back. the mood wasn't too good either (even after finale). the prize presentation also abit weird. chair announcing results and vchair giving out prizes?! hmm. apologies to him. i should have taken the loudy instead. but i was blanked out regarding the sp issue. =( nonetheless.. everything seem to conclude in the end.. as the freshies headed home after the not-so-tired camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post has gotten too long before i realised it. there's still things i wanna add though. but as time passed.. i tend to forget much of things that i wanted to write down. again. what have i achieved out of this camp? being a sole cp isn't really that great. i had a choice - to get someone to fill up the post but he/she will slack. or to do-it-yourself and receive help from my prgs. i chose the latter. but i didn't delegate jobs too well. perhaps i could have diff ACPs for each day. =P overall, i feel that i've still not overcomed my barrier of speaking in front of crowd. indeed. presentations and such.. i'm not cut for it. chui. how am i gg to survive my fyp? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one camp. five days. twelve hours of sleep. i survived. blessed me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-8513200132157496762?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/8513200132157496762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=8513200132157496762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/8513200132157496762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/8513200132157496762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-beginning.html' title='a new beginning..?'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-7360014529872982505</id><published>2007-07-12T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:57:21.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch vacations'/><title type='text'>hp-ootp</title><content type='html'>hmm. watched harry potter today. the latest of the series : order of the pheonix. it wasn't as awesome as I expected. Haha.. kind of rushed i would think.. too many events yet some parts of the original story had to be cut off. =( so.. just followed through e events.. then the climax wasn't very obvious also?! lol. then the ending too. haha. nvm I think i complain too much le. should read the book. its better. =) oh, the last of the series' coming out soon? in erm 9 days time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, watched the show at a new location: tiong bahru plaza. heh. tiong bahru was my first home, but the place has changed too much for me to recognise it. not until I saw some photos of the old buildings in &lt;i&gt;kopitiam&lt;/i&gt;. i missed the famous bao at the market.. aiya. wat am i talking about. I just want to comment that the cinema there isn't too bad. but JP is better! haha. at least the aircon is colder.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, come tmr. gg out whole day to settle prog stuff and later evening dinner w S23~ still haven't figured out where we should dine leh.. =( shall go think about it now. (yay i managed to update almost daily~ maybe I should make it a habit?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-7360014529872982505?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/7360014529872982505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=7360014529872982505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7360014529872982505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/7360014529872982505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/07/hp-oftp.html' title='hp-ootp'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-9191836544020529431</id><published>2007-07-12T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T01:42:52.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch vacations'/><title type='text'>transformers</title><content type='html'>robots in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, just came back from watching the movie w minghui. It was awesome. though the plot could still be improved a little.. =) I think boys would really loved it very much.. haha, can't really remember how long ago we were still watching cartoons and listening to the cool theme song. lol. Not forgetting Ninja turtles, which also came out in the movies not long ago.. Superman, Batman all the funny superheroes.. oh yeah, lastly - one of my favourite - Captain Planet. =D It would be very educational to have it screened in the cinemas.. haha.. esp w the global crisis now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, today was an eventful day.. really enjoyed much. Firstly, the weather was too good to get up in the morning. But I already made a pact w rod to visit him today with yl.. Haha, yeah. Finally after 5 mths he's back. Its quite amazing how he transformed after coming back.. lol.. yes, transformers. -_-" Prior to his exchange, he's pretty much caught up w juggling between ntu, monash, doing sports, gg gym etc. In short, his days are always packed. Haha. but after coming back from exchange to south africa, he has learned to adapt w the pace of life there so much that he doesn't seem to want to get back to the pace of life here.. which means to say, he now takes things slowly.. well.. just hope tt he doesn't get too laid back bah. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was meeting, at city hall. I don't hope tt its the last meeting that we're gg to have.. Haiz, though I know for sure there's gg to be more coming during the camp itself. &gt;.&lt; sigh. Just needa tie up the loose ends and hope to have things gg as planned.. =) but i did look forward to seeing mh after my meeting today. heh. and he came just nice when the meeting ended.. then had bk for dinner.. walked around to get ideas for b'day pressies.. then while the night is still young, we decided to watch transformers~ woohoo~! Haha, it was a last min decision. and the most suay~ thing occurred to us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought the tickets just 10 mins before the show.. then went around the nearby shops, he went toilet.. 10 mins later when we came back and about to take out tickets to enter.. we couldn't find it!!!! &gt;.&lt; It was quite strange, in the sense we just saw the tix 10 mins ago.. and now its nowhere to be found! Then we began searching in our bags, in every single possible location that it could be placed in.. =( Just as all hopes were lost, we tried to see if the counter could reprint the tickets for us.. lol.. cos just 10 mins ago we bought them.. and tada! the tickets were lost and found. -_-" If i recalled correctly, I should have been holding them.. =( sorry dalaohu, made him panic and check through the entire bag and almost disappointed, ready to go home and sleep.. haiz.. &gt;.&lt; but i'm glad that we did not waste the tickets. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the day: if you can't find things where it should be, then most prob you should ask the lost-and-found. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, its almost 2am and he's not sleeping yet. I wonder why.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-9191836544020529431?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/9191836544020529431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=9191836544020529431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/9191836544020529431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/9191836544020529431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformers.html' title='transformers'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-6834083437883608466</id><published>2007-07-10T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T18:58:42.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch vacations'/><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>holidays are gone pretty fast. only left with 1/3 of it. While most are taking up part-time, earning pocket money &amp; stuff.. I'm home most of my free time. =) and it may not necessary be a bad thing afterall~ I'm a "homely" person.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always looked forwards to holidays, especially this 3mth long break. as we should always plan ahead, holiday plans started way even before the exams ended.. Haha, typical student mentality. while others were looking for jobs, going for interviews &amp; stuff, I've decided to spend this holidays on doing stuff that I like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, being committed to FOC did take up some time this holidays, especially seeing to issues not settled as the camp date draws near.. At first it was 1 year of planning, nx was left with 3 weeks to seniors camp, now? 7 days to actual camp. =) Being in orientation committee is truly fufilling, doing it not only for the freshies, but also in hope that this FOC spirit will be continued by the nx batch, nx nx batch.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, travelling's always exciting. even when it means just crossing the straits of johor. =) I went malaysia twice this holidays, first on ODAC trip to gunung stong and the second on CampOutReach trip to Pahang &amp; KL. The trips can't be compared, as each was of a different purpose. The first trip was a test of my physical &amp; mental limits. And I can say I'm pretty chui in both aspects. Haha. The second trip was not intended to test myself, but to see others challenge themselves. Both trips really made me learn more about myself, and about the people around me. =) The third one I'll be going is to genting highlands. this trip's main purpose is for me to relax and catch up w some pple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, not that I like studying very much, but I think its good to have some clinical experience outside curriculum. My dad brought me to his friend's clinic at the beginning of the holidays, and since then, I've been going there almost once a week. Get to see herbs, uncle could explain certain stuff to me, and also get to see how to run a small business. But I guess this isn't what I really wanna be. First, it involves capital. Second, it involves lotsa time and effort running such a business, facing competition from everywhere. But it's definitely an experience, dealing with herbs and customers. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, watch dramas! it may seem pointless but I do enjoy watching them. Beats reading thick thick books just to get the same story.. Haha.. but it is so addictive that you can't control.. and you end up sleeping at weird hours. (definitely not very healthy). Other things i did during the holidays.. learned how to cook (abit), organised chalet for post-exams celebrations.. perhaps the nx thing I should get down to do is to pack my room. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays, what have you done? were they memorable? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-6834083437883608466?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/6834083437883608466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=6834083437883608466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6834083437883608466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/6834083437883608466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/07/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-5152682154681162576</id><published>2007-07-08T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T00:53:18.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sch life'/><title type='text'>cold my foot</title><content type='html'>hmm, just so happen to be bumming around at home on a saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;had nothing planned in mind. So i set out to revive my blog which perished on the date of the first post. (yes I have to remind myself tht i deleted it accidentally) So, i decided to keep things simple. white background, black words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, the climate crisis day, 7th July 2007. so let me be reminded that the penguins are still trying to make a living up in the north. before i find something else to replace it with.. it's gonna be there.. well, penguins are one of my favourite animals. thanks to the artist from deviantart for the wonderful painting. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to my world. these days the weather can be unbearable. But just as it was raining this morning, cool and the most suitable for lazing in bed, i had to get up. =( perhaps if not for the short nap yesterday I could have gotten up today more willingly.. lol. blame myself for the bad sleeping habits.. Off to sch to meet my fellow programmers. Despite the lousy weather, the attendance was still good! =) In fact it was one w the highest attendance so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting went ok.. made some last discussion to some part of the camp programme (cannot reveal) and was very glad that people contributed to the discussion. =) really give thanks to have this bunch of witty and enthusiastic pple with me~! alright.. its 1 week to the actual FOC. preparations in placed, i'm almost giving my whole life to it. Really hope everything goes well and best if everything goes as planned. =) but I have to remind myself to be flexible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, maybe some more ramblings nx week, summary of how the holidays were spent. I can't believe the new academic year is about to start soon. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School of Biological Sciences, NTU. Freshman Orientation Camp 06/07 - TaKhent : 16-20/7/07 : let the games begin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-5152682154681162576?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/5152682154681162576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=5152682154681162576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/5152682154681162576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/5152682154681162576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/07/cold-my-foot.html' title='cold my foot'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8361325594090450298.post-1724540943212382789</id><published>2007-05-13T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T00:50:18.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><title type='text'>GG</title><content type='html'>I used to didn't understand what was "GG".. I used to not understand how certain games were played.. Those classic games that involved not the usual half of the brain.. Today I managed to have a quick recap.. and before i forget (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: the following content may spoil the 'fun' or give u an enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD GAMEs (GG) Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How many meh meh (sheep) jump over the wall?&lt;br /&gt;Trick: Note how many words were said before they ask this question/phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Fuzzy Wuzzy likes --- but not ----&lt;br /&gt;Trick: He likes things with doubled letters like 'aPPle' but not banana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Black Magic&lt;br /&gt;Trick: Points to a black object before the actual answer (may change to other colours if u like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Johnny Johnny Woosh!&lt;br /&gt;Trick: note and repeat what the person did after doing his finger actions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Is this a snake?&lt;br /&gt;Trick: it is always opposite to what the first person answers (?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest... either I can't recall or i haven't figure out yet.. haha.. so just these few first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8361325594090450298-1724540943212382789?l=mulaohu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/feeds/1724540943212382789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8361325594090450298&amp;postID=1724540943212382789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1724540943212382789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8361325594090450298/posts/default/1724540943212382789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mulaohu.blogspot.com/2007/05/gg.html' title='GG'/><author><name>huijun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
