<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297</id><updated>2011-12-29T14:17:01.231+08:00</updated><category term='craps'/><category term='complains'/><category term='mood'/><category term='music. video.'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='news'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='food'/><category term='condolences'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='random'/><category term='emo'/><category term='quote'/><category term='music'/><category term='info'/><category term='popcorn'/><category term='greetings'/><category term='celebs'/><category term='outing'/><category term='misc'/><category term='festive'/><title type='text'>missyun's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-4078814790100526936</id><published>2009-05-12T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:38:23.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tini wrote this in my blog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi my name is Tini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tini loves KAT-TUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;K - Kamenashi Kazuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A - Akanishi Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T - Taguchi Junnosuke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T- Tanaka Koki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;U - Ueda Tatsuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;N - Nakamaru Yuichi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Which one is my favourite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love u all too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;muah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-4078814790100526936?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/4078814790100526936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=4078814790100526936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4078814790100526936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4078814790100526936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-parents-day.html' title='Tini wrote this in my blog..'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-2073065265154836438</id><published>2009-04-17T10:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:55:25.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cravings</title><content type='html'>Oh God. I'm so going to fulfill these each month. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SefyZENQyFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4MH6JtreT4U/s1600-h/Louis-Vuitton-Monogram-Mini-Lin-Speedy-30-Handbag_7833_front_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SefyZENQyFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4MH6JtreT4U/s320/Louis-Vuitton-Monogram-Mini-Lin-Speedy-30-Handbag_7833_front_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325491596828919890" border="0" /&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;LOUIS VUITTON MONOGRAM MINI LIN SPEEDY 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SegDF8G7NLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wXKCJ1ut_Zs/s1600-h/45707100.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SegFsVTicPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/RT3vdohxdQg/s320/apple-ipod-touch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325512818557087986" border="0" /&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;Apple iPod Touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SegLUQoqe8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/J52KIYRL1_I/s1600-h/JR9940_main.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SegLUQoqe8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/J52KIYRL1_I/s320/JR9940_main.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325519002056424386" border="0" /&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;Fossil Analog White Dial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to save and be happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-2073065265154836438?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2073065265154836438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=2073065265154836438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2073065265154836438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2073065265154836438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2009/04/cravings.html' title='cravings'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SefyZENQyFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4MH6JtreT4U/s72-c/Louis-Vuitton-Monogram-Mini-Lin-Speedy-30-Handbag_7833_front_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-8228200664830723229</id><published>2009-04-12T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:23:51.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slow saturday night.</title><content type='html'>im on night shift again. just one day. haha. i ate too much chocolate today!!! because it's easter, so everyone is like giving chocolates. and when i reach office, tini gave me more chocolates, the ones she bought using taka vouchers. haha. i think, im stopping chocolate for at least a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolates are my love.. but too much of it, will get sick one. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-8228200664830723229?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/8228200664830723229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=8228200664830723229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/8228200664830723229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/8228200664830723229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2009/04/slow-saturday-night.html' title='slow saturday night.'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-4891624067432337772</id><published>2009-04-09T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:41:33.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Ways to Motivate Yourself to Exercise</title><content type='html'>1. How you feel after a workout. I always feel great after a good workout. It’s a high. And I let that motivate me the next time: “You know how good you’re going to feel, Leo!”&lt;br /&gt;  2. Time for you. While many people make time to take care of others (kids, spouse, other family, co-workers, boss), they don’t often make time to take care of themselves. Instead, make your “you” time a priority, and don’t miss that exercise appointment.&lt;br /&gt;  3. Calories burned. If you count calories (and it’s really one of the most effective ways to lose weight), you know that the more you exercise, the more calories you burn — and the bigger your calorie deficit.&lt;br /&gt;  4. Having fun. Exercise should be fun. If it isn’t, try a different kind of activity that you enjoy. As long as you’re moving, it’s good for you.&lt;br /&gt;  5. How you’re going to look. Imagine a slimmer, fitter you. Now let that visualization drive you.&lt;br /&gt;  6. Magazines. It motivates me to read fitness magazines. Not sure why, but it works.&lt;br /&gt;  7. Cover models. Sure, they’re genetically freaky, and probably Photoshopped to look perfect. But for some reason, looking at how good a cover model looks helps motivate me to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;  8. Blogs. I enjoy reading blogs about people who are into running, or losing weight. It can show the ups and downs they go through, and you can learn from their experiences.&lt;br /&gt;  9. Success stories. I find the success stories of others incredibly inspirational. If a fitness website has success stories, I’ll almost always read them.&lt;br /&gt; 10. Forums. Do the monthly challenge on the Zen Habits forums, or join another forum full of like-minded or like-goaled peopled. Check in daily. It really helps.&lt;br /&gt; 11. Rewards. If you exercise for a few days, give yourself a reward! A week? Another reward. Do it often in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt; 12. Fitting into new clothes. Wanna look good in a smaller size? Work out!&lt;br /&gt; 13. Being attractive. That’s always a good motivator, as I’m sure we all know. Edited to correct language.&lt;br /&gt; 14. Adrenaline rush. I get a rush when I exercise. Ride that rush to complete the workout.&lt;br /&gt; 15. Stress relief. Wound up after a long day at the office? Get out and work off that stress. It makes a world of difference.&lt;br /&gt; 16. Time for contemplation. I love, love the quiet time of exercise for thinking about things. Most of this post was written in my head as I exercised.&lt;br /&gt; 17. A workout partner. Best thing I’ve done.&lt;br /&gt; 18. An exercise class. Sign up for a class, perhaps with a friend, and you’ll be motivated to get there and work out.&lt;br /&gt; 19. A coach or trainer. Worth the money, just for the motivation.&lt;br /&gt; 20. An exercise log/graph. For some reason, writing it down is extremely important. Really. Do it for a week and you’ll see what I mean.&lt;br /&gt; 21. Your before picture. You often don’t realize how far you’ve come. Take pictures.&lt;br /&gt; 22. A 5K race or triathlon. Just sign up for one, and you’ll be motivated to train.&lt;br /&gt; 23. The dread of feeling “yuck” from not exercising. I hate how I feel after not exercising. So I remind myself of that when I feel tired.&lt;br /&gt; 24. Living long enough to see your grandkids … and play with them.&lt;br /&gt; 25. The scale. It’s not motivating to weigh yourself every day, as your weight fluctuates. But if you weigh yourself once a week, you’ll be motivated to have it keep going down, instead of up. Combine the scale with the measuring tape, and measure your waist.&lt;br /&gt; 26. Reaching a goal. Set a goal for weight, or your waist measurement, or a number of days to work out, or a number of miles to run this week. Setting and tracking a goal helps motivate you to complete that goal. Make it easily achievable.&lt;br /&gt; 27. Posting it on your blog. Tell people you’re going to lose weight or exercise daily, and report to them. You’ll make it happen.&lt;br /&gt; 28. Motivational quotes. I like to print them out or put them on my computer desktop.&lt;br /&gt; 29. Books. I just bought a strength-training book as a reward. It makes me want to hit the weights!&lt;br /&gt; 30. Others commenting on how good you look. When someone notices the changes in your body, it feels good. And it makes you want to work out more.&lt;br /&gt; 31. An upcoming day at the beach, or a reunion. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;credits: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://zenhabits.net/2007/10/31-ways-to-motivate-yourself-to-exercise/"&gt;zen habits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-4891624067432337772?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/4891624067432337772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=4891624067432337772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4891624067432337772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4891624067432337772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2009/04/31-ways-to-motivate-yourself-to.html' title='31 Ways to Motivate Yourself to Exercise'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-1774457295587338707</id><published>2009-04-09T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:19:30.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood'/><title type='text'>单纯的美妙</title><content type='html'>单纯的爱情其实也很美妙。有钱有势不一定会幸福，反而，普通人过的会比较开心。往往，钱，是找不到真爱的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-1774457295587338707?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/1774457295587338707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=1774457295587338707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/1774457295587338707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/1774457295587338707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='单纯的美妙'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-6921990708232338539</id><published>2009-02-20T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:33:01.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What flavour pocky are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href ="http://sugardew.com/bloggalicious/quizzies/pocky/pockyquiz.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j284/faerieberry/choco.gif" width="300" height="150"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what flavor pocky are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugardew.com"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFAED7"&gt;[c] sugardew&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-6921990708232338539?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/6921990708232338539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=6921990708232338539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/6921990708232338539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/6921990708232338539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-flavour-pocky-are-you.html' title='What flavour pocky are you?'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-4707956037118485548</id><published>2009-02-20T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:55:05.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adilah is sitting beside me.</title><content type='html'>know who is adilah? the mother-to-be crazy colleague of mine. her "ohh" and "cuteee" influence all of us. wahhahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dilah dilah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-4707956037118485548?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-4632662790089167098</id><published>2009-01-20T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T12:50:12.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>The old woman that sells curry puffs</title><content type='html'>There's this old woman that sells curry puffs outside bugis mrt station was caught yesterday morning. There's this guy who was standing beside her, calling i don't know who, and she looked so pitiful! I know, in the eyes of law, she was breaking the law, but, she was just trying to do some decent selling there, and frankly, her curry puff rocks. I really hope they will help her instead of punished her for more fine. Maybe help her to find a job or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-4632662790089167098?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/4632662790089167098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=4632662790089167098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4632662790089167098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4632662790089167098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-woman-that-sells-curry-puffs.html' title='The old woman that sells curry puffs'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-8647781669193629550</id><published>2009-01-06T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:00:24.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='condolences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>R.I.P Jett Travolta</title><content type='html'>Jett Travolta, John Travolta's only son, passed away on Friday, a day after New Year. It was heard that he got fits. Details are not cleared, but John Travolta had lost a son, that's the fact. My condolences to him and his family, and rest in peace, Jett Travolta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SWNxiuXipXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vbDY8vEhKzo/s1600-h/jett105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SWNxiuXipXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vbDY8vEhKzo/s320/jett105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288195228839355762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-8647781669193629550?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/8647781669193629550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=8647781669193629550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/8647781669193629550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/8647781669193629550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2009/01/rip-jett-travolta.html' title='R.I.P Jett Travolta'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SWNxiuXipXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vbDY8vEhKzo/s72-c/jett105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-1227354423126694310</id><published>2008-12-31T02:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:36:22.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SVppLdYhanI/AAAAAAAAADg/J0noOOo-As4/s1600-h/x2008082448b1ecf5924a2438028578_1219620240548_billboard_400x300_1_hip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SVppLdYhanI/AAAAAAAAADg/J0noOOo-As4/s320/x2008082448b1ecf5924a2438028578_1219620240548_billboard_400x300_1_hip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285652758259657330" border="0" /&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;Its going the end of 2008. I know it sounds exciting, but it doesn't really excites me at all. so many speculations that 2009 will be worst than 2008, well, financial wise, lol. Living wise, I believe that it's all up to how you want your life to be. I've made a few changes, I wanna see the changes is up to my standard, and I wanna make sure it's really completely changed and well managed. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this post definitely comes with my resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i)    Love my family and friends more&lt;br /&gt;ii)   Learn to control my temper&lt;br /&gt;iii)  Increase my tolerance level&lt;br /&gt;iv)   Save more moolahs&lt;br /&gt;v)    Get my driving license&lt;br /&gt;vi)   Continue to grow in God's&lt;br /&gt;vii)  Lose weight (definitely a must)&lt;br /&gt;viii) Go overseas (and its really over-sea kind, with plane, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SVppLu7fvsI/AAAAAAAAADo/2e4koWAt1-4/s1600-h/resolutions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SVppLu7fvsI/AAAAAAAAADo/2e4koWAt1-4/s320/resolutions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285652762969751234" border="0" /&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;So far I've come up with 8, if I can think of anymore, I'll add. :D Have you made yours? How many can be fulfilled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope 2009 will be a better year for me, as this year is shit to me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-1227354423126694310?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/1227354423126694310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=1227354423126694310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/1227354423126694310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/1227354423126694310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SVppLdYhanI/AAAAAAAAADg/J0noOOo-As4/s72-c/x2008082448b1ecf5924a2438028578_1219620240548_billboard_400x300_1_hip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-6863313944466640198</id><published>2008-11-29T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:35:22.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music. video.'/><title type='text'>神木與瞳 - 为你而活</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rIAOxnkhXo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rIAOxnkhXo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-6863313944466640198?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/6863313944466640198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=6863313944466640198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/6863313944466640198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/6863313944466640198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_29.html' title='神木與瞳 - 为你而活'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-5908834415656077859</id><published>2008-11-26T11:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:36:04.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music. video.'/><title type='text'>Pink - So What</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZNeBkhiL7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZNeBkhiL7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I like her attitude!! She's cool. lol. In the MTV la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-5908834415656077859?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/5908834415656077859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=5908834415656077859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5908834415656077859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5908834415656077859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/pink-so-what.html' title='Pink - So What'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-2091099600092884356</id><published>2008-11-24T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:50:09.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebs'/><title type='text'>Kevin Zegers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1j4YYuI/AAAAAAAAADY/aVcn-y1uPZ0/s1600-h/O180667-bb1c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1j4YYuI/AAAAAAAAADY/aVcn-y1uPZ0/s320/O180667-bb1c2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272249335304184546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1nd_iRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JIIuTiRTGZA/s1600-h/kevinzegers88cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1nd_iRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JIIuTiRTGZA/s320/kevinzegers88cc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272249336267245842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1WSczqI/AAAAAAAAADI/YBRPBDHkPOU/s1600-h/Kevin-Zegers-Biography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1WSczqI/AAAAAAAAADI/YBRPBDHkPOU/s320/Kevin-Zegers-Biography.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272249331655429794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1cAXcNI/AAAAAAAAADA/DqPflDUWojk/s1600-h/kevin_zegers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1cAXcNI/AAAAAAAAADA/DqPflDUWojk/s320/kevin_zegers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272249333190193362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1IizQMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UT-gAAzmrWg/s1600-h/18703704_w434_h_q80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1IizQMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UT-gAAzmrWg/s320/18703704_w434_h_q80.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272249327965913282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guess it, my latest crush! :x He's born in 1984, so young and cute! I love the way he smiles, the cute dimples and his features are sharp! omgomgomg! I got to know this Kevin Zegers when I was watching It's a Boy Girl Thing. He's so so cute. Too cute. Oh man, oh boy, oh God, oh! hehehehehe. And yah, he's a Canadian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-2091099600092884356?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2091099600092884356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=2091099600092884356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2091099600092884356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2091099600092884356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/kevin-zegers.html' title='Kevin Zegers'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSrK1j4YYuI/AAAAAAAAADY/aVcn-y1uPZ0/s72-c/O180667-bb1c2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-739851220710061106</id><published>2008-11-24T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:46:59.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Serious shit</title><content type='html'>okay seriously, there's some serious shit that i think everyone got to be serious about. these shits can really cause some real serious problems that can cause shits.  still don't know what kind shit i'm seriously talking about? you know shits like seriously seriously big and smelly kinda shits and different kinda shits? these shits can really cause some serious big shits that people really need to be seriously shitting around about. this is some serious shit that im talking about, seriously. shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-739851220710061106?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/739851220710061106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=739851220710061106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/739851220710061106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/739851220710061106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/serious-shit.html' title='Serious shit'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-518618037767604873</id><published>2008-11-20T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:47:39.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music. video.'/><title type='text'>Tata Young - I think of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xf3yXXWsz00&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xf3yXXWsz00&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-518618037767604873?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/518618037767604873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=518618037767604873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/518618037767604873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/518618037767604873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/tata-young-i-think-of-you.html' title='Tata Young - I think of you'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-6768332312604897378</id><published>2008-11-20T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:39:42.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>so is there really such things like friends forever?</title><content type='html'>We all know that there isn't such things call forever. It's just a term, a hope, a dream for people to live in. But of cause, all of us want forever. Forever love, forever friends, forever life etc etc. How exactly long is forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends play a big part in one's life. For 2 to become acquaintances, need fate. For 2 to get to talk together, need more fate and for 2 who can really talk everything under the sun, it's definitely fate, and God's will. There's so many billions and billions of people in the world, but these are the selected people who become your friends. Friends got to treasure each other, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a lot of cases where good friends falls out and stop talking to each other and yes, they're adults, and they've been very close and good friends for decades. What are the reasons to all these? Different mindset? Then how can they be so closed to each other for decades? Well, the only conclusion I can come to is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;people change&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 = - a few != - all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-6768332312604897378?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/6768332312604897378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=6768332312604897378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/6768332312604897378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/6768332312604897378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-is-there-really-such-things-like.html' title='so is there really such things like friends forever?'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-2089562725774459393</id><published>2008-11-20T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:54:53.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>bluff the ghost</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jeremy says:&lt;br /&gt;last time when i'm much smaller size.&lt;br /&gt;i put the bolster under the blanket, to bluff the ghost.&lt;br /&gt;then i hide under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with my good neighbour cum ex-colleague cum ex-primary mate cum ex-secondary mate cum good friend (but I only know him for 2 years) Jeremy on msn just now. He said that particular sentence. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;augh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;ut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;-L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;oud&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-2089562725774459393?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2089562725774459393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=2089562725774459393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2089562725774459393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2089562725774459393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/bluff-ghost.html' title='bluff the ghost'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-456712906123204126</id><published>2008-11-18T09:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:48:29.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>The sisterhood of the traveling pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSIbwjEz8LI/AAAAAAAAACw/VGB2rNAOQuk/s1600-h/The+Sisterhood+of+the+Traveling+Pants+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSIbwjEz8LI/AAAAAAAAACw/VGB2rNAOQuk/s320/The+Sisterhood+of+the+Traveling+Pants+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269805034839994546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sisterhood of the traveling pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on Ann Brashares' best-selling series of novels, four best girlfriends hatch a plan to stay connected with one another as their lives start off in different directions: they pass around a pair of secondhand jeans that fits each of their bodies perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sisterhood of the traveling pants 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continue the journey toward adulthood that began with "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants." Now three years later, these lifelong friends embark on separate paths for their first year of college and the summer beyond, but remain in touch by sharing their experiences with each other as they always have-with honesty and humor. Discovering their individual strengths, fears, talents and capacity for love through the choices they make, they come to value more than ever the bond they share and the immeasurable power of their friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;This show has a very good example of what true friendships, although it's a show, and people said drama and reality is different, however, I'm sure believed that there's such good bond friendships around. You got to keep finding though. I'm lucky that I've found mine, have you? *wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-456712906123204126?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/456712906123204126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=456712906123204126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/456712906123204126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/456712906123204126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/sisterhood-of-traveling-pants.html' title='The sisterhood of the traveling pants'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SSIbwjEz8LI/AAAAAAAAACw/VGB2rNAOQuk/s72-c/The+Sisterhood+of+the+Traveling+Pants+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-3470548687337938872</id><published>2008-11-14T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:54:48.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>梁静茹 - 生命中不可承受的轻</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/G0I3WpwGnj/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/G0I3WpwGnj/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让耳机循环这旋律&lt;br /&gt;反复超重低音震动着宁静&lt;br /&gt;挡风玻璃里爱成了蒙太奇&lt;br /&gt;我哼着我自己的叹息&lt;br /&gt;只是爱与被爱的比例&lt;br /&gt;不是爱或不爱的问题&lt;br /&gt;如果明天还有好天气&lt;br /&gt;都已经跟你没关系&lt;br /&gt;你让我梦见了太美的梦&lt;br /&gt;生命中不可承受的轻&lt;br /&gt;你证明了每一颗流星&lt;br /&gt;都遥不可及&lt;br /&gt;你因为了我每个所以&lt;br /&gt;所以了这一百年孤寂&lt;br /&gt;你洒下默默无言的雨一滴&lt;br /&gt;一滴一滴一滴滴遗忘的泪滴&lt;br /&gt;偶阵雨偶尔会天晴&lt;br /&gt;还好星光熠熠好心的提醒&lt;br /&gt;一个人追寻一个人的和平&lt;br /&gt;我看见我自己的天际&lt;br /&gt;爱真的需要一点勇气&lt;br /&gt;就看我们敢不敢忘记&lt;br /&gt;我和彩虹最短的直径&lt;br /&gt;也不一定没有你不行&lt;br /&gt;你让我梦见了太美的梦&lt;br /&gt;生命中不可承受的轻&lt;br /&gt;你证明了每一颗流星&lt;br /&gt;都遥不可及&lt;br /&gt;你因为了我每个所以&lt;br /&gt;所以了这一百年孤寂&lt;br /&gt;你洒下默默无言的雨一滴&lt;br /&gt;一滴一滴一滴滴遗忘的泪滴&lt;br /&gt;就让我狠狠地加速前进&lt;br /&gt;脱离你所给我的梦境&lt;br /&gt;再零点零零一公里&lt;br /&gt;就可以清醒&lt;br /&gt;我决定不再等你决定&lt;br /&gt;我决定不再当局者迷&lt;br /&gt;我决定属于我自己的黎明&lt;br /&gt;距离你一世纪下一个世纪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-3470548687337938872?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/3470548687337938872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=3470548687337938872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3470548687337938872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3470548687337938872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='梁静茹 - 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Womanizer Keeps Getting Better (Robin Skouteris Mashup)'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-2860288226763072538</id><published>2008-11-09T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:52:51.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>fruitful day..</title><content type='html'>Nick Vujicic. A powerful speaker, humorous, but the things he said have got great impact. Although it's at Expo, but it's not a wasted trip afterall. (: I've recorded his preach. Will compile it soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this AVA pet's thing at Hall 6. I saw many dogs and their owners. You get to see all those funny little and huge dogs. I saw some really HUGE dogs. I see the way the owners walk them, it's like the dog walking them, not the other way. There's all sorts of dogs la. The campaign is mainly on educate the public that don't get a pet on impulse. Like SPCA, but another organisation. And you know what, these dogs are sooo cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEaTd4CVI/AAAAAAAAACY/COKxwDkmYb4/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEaTd4CVI/AAAAAAAAACY/COKxwDkmYb4/s400/DSC00093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683139181775186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEaHy2VSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/E4LSMAYSRGc/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEaHy2VSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/E4LSMAYSRGc/s400/DSC00110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683136048518434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEZ7n8SdI/AAAAAAAAACI/ig1gymCZZ-A/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEZ7n8SdI/AAAAAAAAACI/ig1gymCZZ-A/s400/DSC00098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683132781545938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEZWZbSbI/AAAAAAAAACA/Cexmm6zTnSU/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEZWZbSbI/AAAAAAAAACA/Cexmm6zTnSU/s400/DSC00119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683122788551090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEZHuYL-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-n5ry3gzYwQ/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEZHuYL-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-n5ry3gzYwQ/s400/DSC00100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683118849896418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcFwWbmNKI/AAAAAAAAACo/a_tXvsEkBN8/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcFwWbmNKI/AAAAAAAAACo/a_tXvsEkBN8/s400/DSC00105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266684617446274210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcFvxpa7-I/AAAAAAAAACg/mr2z-5gCMCU/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcFvxpa7-I/AAAAAAAAACg/mr2z-5gCMCU/s400/DSC00095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266684607572144098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, OH MY GOSH! I spent like a good 80+ bucks today! 3 cardigans and a top. Oh dear oh dear, the world is having financial crisis man, and what am I doing? I need to stop wasting money like this for at least 3 weeks. But overall, it's a fruitful day today. I gained knowledge, I had fun and I had some retail therapy! Finally, a Sunday for all its worth! Thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-2860288226763072538?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2860288226763072538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=2860288226763072538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2860288226763072538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2860288226763072538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/fruitful-day.html' title='fruitful day..'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRcEaTd4CVI/AAAAAAAAACY/COKxwDkmYb4/s72-c/DSC00093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-7295142960845156455</id><published>2008-11-08T02:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:54:12.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood'/><title type='text'>:D:D:D:D:D:D:D</title><content type='html'>It's a happy Friday! Why? First, Obama won the election! It's yesterday's news already, but I only blogged today. :x We have to be concerned about US matters. What happens to them, equals to what will happen to us. Yes, US can affect us this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;! :D Obama will do a good job, I hope. He's the American's choice after all! (:&lt;br /&gt;Second, I passed my Final Theory &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evaluation&lt;/span&gt;! Next week is my FTT, I'm going to pass it and start driving man! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Third, IT'S A FRIDAY! And it means, I can sleep late, wake up late tomorrow, and slack all I want! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry Teresa. ): I know you keep asking me to go, but as you know, I don't really drink anymore. I spent like 32 bucks on alcohol just last week, the week that you ps me :x It's really a waste of money spending on drinking. So ya, that's why I don't wanna go. and secondly, I don't like the feeling of drinking anymore, it makes me sick. I know you'll understand darling! :D But if you're working next weekend, I promise you I'll go okay? Be it that I will not be drinking. :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, last but not least, I've made a very very big decision! You know what's that? To blog tonight!! wahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm looking forward to this Sunday. I'm going back to my old church FCBC to attend a talk by this wonderful speaker, Nick Vujicic. A man born without limbs. I heard he's really a good speaker, an amazing inspiration. You can read more at his website: &lt;a href="http://www.lifewithoutlimbs.org/%20"&gt;lifewithoutlimbs.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRSJqFeu7zI/AAAAAAAAABw/18T8_UQIVRQ/s1600-h/nick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRSJqFeu7zI/AAAAAAAAABw/18T8_UQIVRQ/s320/nick.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265985220421545778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRSJpxG8EqI/AAAAAAAAABo/Zt2rKjhmGk4/s1600-h/nick-vujicic-color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRSJpxG8EqI/AAAAAAAAABo/Zt2rKjhmGk4/s320/nick-vujicic-color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265985214953034402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome young man. :x I so wanna take picture with him! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-7295142960845156455?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/7295142960845156455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=7295142960845156455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7295142960845156455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7295142960845156455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/ddddddd.html' title=':D:D:D:D:D:D:D'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/SRSJqFeu7zI/AAAAAAAAABw/18T8_UQIVRQ/s72-c/nick.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-3633381486607040183</id><published>2008-10-30T09:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:05:07.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>He Cheated: Do You Take Him Back or Dump Him?</title><content type='html'>I saw this very interesting article just now. As topic, if you guy cheats, would you take him back or dump him? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He Cheated: Do You Take Him Back or Dump Him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if your guy strayed? Many women think they'd hand him his walking papers, but there are times when he deserves another chance. Learn when to forgive him and when to forget him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it. After hearing about yet another actor or politician who has betrayed his wife with another woman, your first thought was, "Would I take my guy back if he did that?" While your knee-jerk reaction is probably to send him packing, experts say there are some situations in which he just might deserve a second chance. Read on to find out when to forgive and forget, and when you should just forget him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right before a major transition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving in together or getting engaged are relationship landmarks that are supposed to cement your bond. But the reality is, many guys react to these big steps by taking a step back and straying. "When a man feels his sense of freedom slipping away, he may cheat," explains Scott Kudia, Ph.D., author of If This is Love, Why Am I Unhappy? "It's very common for a normally faithful guy to panic and do something stupid before some sort of commitment." Strangely enough, his actions often signify that he's serious about his future with you. "The reason he cheated to begin with is that he believes you two are going to be together for a long time," says Kudia. "He views it as his one last hurrah." This isn't a get-out-of-jail-free card, though. Make him apologize and grovel. Then move on, knowing that this type of cheater usually doesn't slip up more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He fesses up ASAP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the ways a woman can discover a philanderer, one of the least common is hearing it from the horse's mouth. "Guys almost always keep these sorts of things a secret," says Kudia. "The fact that he's confessing is a huge sign. And a very good sign. View it as a cry for help." He doesn't want to do it again, and his way of ensuring that is by getting you to lay down the law. So, play police officer, girl. Set some guidelines and — this is important — enforce them. If he's distraught enough over the hook-up to spill, the guy probably values you and the relationship enough to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a total aberration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to put this bluntly, so put on your big-girl pants: The guy who's perfect for you might cheat on you. Yes, even the most amazing, flower-sending, call-returning, make-your-friends-jealous boyfriends have been known to stray. "Slip-ups happen, but the good news is that when they truly are slip-ups, they're survivable," says William July, Ph.D., &lt;em&gt;author of Confessions of an Ex Bachelor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to salvage your twosome, it's important to resist the urge to get revenge, make him angry, or get anxious every time he doesn't call, according to July. If you're capable of forgiving him and moving on, do just that. After all, it was a mistake, not his relationship MO. Bottom line: give the boy a second chance. As long as he doesn't do it again (ever, ever, ever) and he goes back to being that practically perfect boyfriend, don't you think he's worth it? We do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's going through a tough time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how when you feel stressed, you deal by watching trashy TV with a pint of Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's? Or surrounding yourself with 17 of your closest friends? Well, some men handle it by straying. "Guys are more likely to cheat when under great stress, because they have fewer tools in their emotional tool belt," says July. "Their self-expression is often limited to anger and sex." It sounds a bit counterintuitive, but if things are going well between you two, he is more likely to hook up with another woman when things get rough in other parts of his life. The reason? "He may not want to burden you with his problems," explains Kudia. Ensure that it's a one-time occurrence by letting him know two things: 1) You won't judge him or think less of him if he gets fired or screws up at work or does anything else that threatens his ego. And 2) If he does it again, it's O-V-E-R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was drunk and it wasn't emotional&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, the "It Doesn't Count if I Was in a Different Country/Zip Code/Bar" excuse. He takes a few too many shots, temporarily forgets he is attached, and makes out with whatever girl is at arm's length in the bar. Not cool. But also, not the worst thing that can happen. "This type of guy is immature, but he's not necessarily an innate cheater," explains Kudia. And luckily for you, most boys grow out of immaturity (whereas a natural-born cheater will seldom change his ways.) "Many young, college-age men don't understand the importance of a relationship," says Kudia. "They take their girlfriends for granted until something catastrophic happens." When catastrophe strikes, be hard on him and tell him you won't stick around if he doesn't shape up and grow up. Most of the time, a healthy dose of reality is enough to straighten out an "immature cheater."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Break it Off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Five times to kick a cheater to the curb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He got it on with an exGoing back for seconds with an old girlfriend could mean he wants to get back together with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It was a full-fledged affair. Text messages. Secret email account. "Business" trips. This is not a slip-up. It's a double life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He didn't apologize. We're not suggesting flowers and groveling will get him off the hook. But a total lack of remorse means he just doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You two just started dating. The beginning of a relationship is when people show their best selves. If this is his best, you deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He's a repeat offender. A serial strayer is unlikely to change his ways. Don't waste your time trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken from: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.msn.com/relationships/articlecosmo.aspx?cp-documentid=11839418&amp;amp;GT1=32023" target="blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://lifestyle.msn.com/relationships/articlecosmo.aspx?cp-documentid=11839418&amp;amp;GT1=32023&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-3633381486607040183?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/3633381486607040183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=3633381486607040183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>思念</title><content type='html'>思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。无时无刻地思念着你，默默地注视你黑暗的头像，期待它能突然地亮起来让我惊喜不已；无时无刻地思念着你，象个傻瓜一样翻看着我们的聊天纪录，回味你对我说过很多痴情款款的话语；无时无刻地思念着你，频频点击你的论坛资料，希望显示出你登陆过的痕迹，让我知道你很在乎我，你在论坛里默默地关注、陪伴着我；无时无刻地思念着你，静静地打开手机看你发给我的信息，心中泛起阵阵温暖的涟漪；无时无刻地思念着你，一遍遍地听我们喜爱的歌曲，每一首歌都有着我们共同的回忆，每一首歌都有着我们的各自感受，这些记忆的片断有着忧伤，也有着甜蜜；有着欢欣，也有着痛苦；却是如此地深深烙印在我心上，难以磨灭掉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。对你的思念日夜不停歇。想念你的时候，你不在我的身边，心里溢满着浓浓的惆怅，失落感无时无刻侵蚀着我身体的每一个细胞，想挣脱重重伤感的包围，却无力抗拒；想念你的时候，你不在我的身边，心中莫名感觉很堵很塞，仿如有一块无形的大石头在压迫着，拼命地想搬开它重获轻松，却无能为力；想念你的时候，你不在我的身边，万千愁绪在心中游移流走，拼命地想把如丝的忧愁抽离身体，却欲抽更甚；想念你的时候，你不在我的身边，情感如火山爆发前的熔岩，在心中流动迸发着难以想象的炽热，想寻找一个喧泄的缺口，却无处可泄。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。光阴也许能改变一切，却改变不了我对你的思念。思念一个人的滋味是甜甜的，如芳香甘甜的蜜饯，沁口沁心；思念一个人的滋味是苦苦的，如青翠的苦瓜，苦中带着甘凉；思念一个人的滋味是酸酸的，如新鲜的扬梅，未及品尝味蕾已是酸透；思念一个人的味道是如此地难以用文字来述说，它甜中有苦，它苦中有酸，却有着我一次又一次，无怨无悔为你品尝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。无论是风雨，无论是骄阳，无论是荆棘，无论是泥泞，也无法阻挡我对你的想念。我对你的思念如潇潇洒洒的秋风，缓缓清爽地吹拂，可否感受到它在抚慰着你疲乏的身体？我对你的思念如缠绵不断的雨丝，温柔细密地飘洒，可否感受到它在滋润着你的枯竭的心田？我对你的思念如寒冬的暖阳，和睦柔和地照射，可否感受到它在温暖着你冰冷的心灵？　　　　　　　　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。一日不见如隔三秋，思念让人度日如年；思念让人衣带渐宽；思念让人形容憔悴；思念让人胡思乱想；思念让人牵肠挂肚；思念让人转辗难眠；思念让人茶饭不思；思念让人寸断肝肠；思念让人心潮澎湃。　　　　　　 　　&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　&lt;br /&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西，如影随形。思念是如此的凄楚；思念是如此的惆怅；思念是如此的忧伤；思念是如此的寂寞；思念是如此的撩人；思念是如此的美丽；思念是如此的剪不断、理还乱。你说你是永远的守护神，要好好地照顾心爱的人，用心地疼爱她，绝对不离不弃，帮助她忘却以往的种种伤痛，鼓起她再爱的勇气，让她得到应有的幸福。用尽所有的思念朝着你的方向遥望，远方的你能否听到这深情的呼唤？那是一颗孤独无依的心灵在渴望你的温暖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;思念是一种很玄的东西&lt;br /&gt;如影~随形&lt;br /&gt;无声又无息出没在心底&lt;br /&gt;转眼~吞没我在寂默里&lt;br /&gt;我无力抗拒 特别是夜里 喔~&lt;br /&gt;想你到无法呼吸&lt;br /&gt;恨不能立即 朝你狂奔去&lt;br /&gt;大声的告诉你~&lt;br /&gt;愿意为你 我愿意为你&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你 忘记我姓名&lt;br /&gt;就算多一秒 停留在你怀里&lt;br /&gt;失去世界也不可惜&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你 我愿意为你&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你 被放逐天际&lt;br /&gt;只要你真心 拿爱与我回应&lt;br /&gt;什么都愿意&lt;br /&gt;什么都愿意 为你&lt;br /&gt;我无力抗拒 特别是夜里 喔~&lt;br /&gt;想你到无法呼吸&lt;br /&gt;恨不能立即 朝你狂奔去&lt;br /&gt;大声的告诉你~&lt;br /&gt;愿意为你 我愿意为你&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你 忘记我姓名&lt;br /&gt;就算多一秒 停留在你怀里&lt;br /&gt;失去世界也不可惜&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你 我愿意为你&lt;br /&gt;我愿意为你 被放逐天际&lt;br /&gt;只要你真心 拿爱与我回应&lt;br /&gt;什么都愿意&lt;br /&gt;什么都愿意 为你&lt;br /&gt;我什么都愿意&lt;br /&gt;什么都愿意 为你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-3075186919763435141?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/3075186919763435141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=3075186919763435141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3075186919763435141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3075186919763435141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='思念'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-7008288628493081484</id><published>2008-10-08T17:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:57:50.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back (:</title><content type='html'>yeah. im officially single 3 weeks ago. i decided to blog back. :D because of some reasons. haha. yeah, im alright already. all thanks to my sisters who've been accompanying me to go through this period. im blissed to have friends, to have them! :D they know who they are. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. changed job, new environment, new life, in just a short few weeks i realised i've grown. People learn from mistakes, and without these mistakes, people won't grow. i thank God for this, giving me the opportunity to grow, praise you Lord. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im back, anyone missed me? hee. i know my blog did. :x oh yah, im working as a recruitment consultant now. if you're looking for a job, please, look for me. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-7008288628493081484?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/7008288628493081484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=7008288628493081484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7008288628493081484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7008288628493081484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back (:'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-3174934253094762774</id><published>2008-09-20T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T15:22:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry..</title><content type='html'>after a talk with bf, letting out all our feelings, we finally understand how each other feels. I hope everything will be better after this talk. I hope you no longer be emo. I hope we can start everything afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not delete my previous blog entries. Those are to remind me that how absurd i was and not to make the same mistake again. I have a wonderful bf, i love him for who he is, and i appreciate everything tat he did for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bi, hope after the talk and after you've thought through, everything will be normal again. i still love you, and always do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-3174934253094762774?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/3174934253094762774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=3174934253094762774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3174934253094762774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3174934253094762774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry..'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-346356307604035046</id><published>2008-08-16T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:50:26.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress..</title><content type='html'>dear blog, you're the only one i can speak to now. now whatever things i've said, it will make me become insensible, childish, stupid, sensitive, weak. you're the only one who wont scold me, who wun find me irritating, who wun even hate me, boycott me, and a very good listener. i dun even have the rights to cry. i dont belong here. i think i was adopted. i keep making wrong choices. everyone boycotts me. my mouth meant to be rotten. whatever i say make people unhappy. i've poor financial plannings. and all they talk about is money money MONEY. i want to study. i want to complete my license. and i've only start working less than half a year. the only way, to my "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt;", is to stop eating. i'll only spend on transport, and other than that, bills, bills, and BILLS. &lt;br /&gt;i cant take all these anymore, work, parents, money, friends, boyfriend stresses, i'll blow up one day, i'll become bonkers. i'll grew insane. just wait and see.. if anybody even care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-346356307604035046?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/346356307604035046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=346356307604035046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/346356307604035046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/346356307604035046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/08/stress.html' title='stress..'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-5151531168013830983</id><published>2008-08-04T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:54:39.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>MySpace and Facebook targeted by worm</title><content type='html'>Saw this news on &lt;a href="http://www.itp.net/"&gt;itp.net&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Net-Worm.Win32.Koobface.a is activated when a user accesses their MySpace account, and is spread when it automatically comments on linked friend's sites. Facebook is targeted by Net-Worm.Win32.Koobface.b, which sends messages to the infected user's contacts through the Facebook site."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info, can check &lt;a href="http://www.itp.net/news/526512-myspace-and-facebook-targeted-by-worm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Net-Worm.Win32.Koobface.a i realise all the worm name always got Wind32. i wonder why. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-5151531168013830983?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/5151531168013830983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=5151531168013830983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5151531168013830983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5151531168013830983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/08/myspace-and-facebook-targeted-by-worm.html' title='MySpace and Facebook targeted by worm'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-7352279090657605201</id><published>2008-08-02T23:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:55:11.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>The Fundamentals of Love</title><content type='html'>i got this from joanne's blog. both of us faced a similar-pattern kinda guy. and i guess we both know how we feel. and things that i advised her, i actually cant really used it on me, and she did it! she's more stronger than me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Think back to the day when you first laid eyes on her. You found yourself charmed by the way she talks, the way she dresses herself to show off her best features and the way she embraces life with her laughter. It seemed as if a mysterious "chemistry effect" has suddenly developed to draw you closer to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You two then began to meet regularly, and you discover more things that you admire about her. Her clever ideas, her healthy values and the way she stands up for you when others doubt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find yourself thinking of her not just as a normal friend, but a very good friend. It is often during this period that a guy and a girl will start thinking of bringing their friendship to another level. After all, the kind of wonderful experience you have with each other can only become even better if it develops into a romantic relationship. In other words, the feeling is really unique - no one else seems able to replace her in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So both of you agree to go steady and work even harder on the relationship. You "graduate" to become a couple, and are the envy of the sea of singles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at some point in your relationship, you forgot how it all began. You start to take your partner for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't she laugh in a more ladylike manner? Why doesn't she dress herself more trendily? Why must she assert her views and point out your silly mistakes? Is she really the one for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair to yourself and her, take some time to reflect on your "love memory". The "love memory" contains all the reasons that you fell in love with her right from Day One. It contains rarely accessed snippets of how your life has changed since meeting and loving her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-steady days, did you heap compliments on her for the brave way she spoke her mind on bullies and snobs? You probably did. Did you like her unusual fashion sense that makes her stand out from the crowd? Right-o. So why are you criticising or finding fault with her now that she is your girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you have forgotten the fundamentals of love, like so many of us. You have forgotten the reasons you admired her during the friendship phase. Instead, once you went steady, you put your "love memory" in cold storage. As her boyfriend, you take up a new set of demands and expectations about her. These new ideas are not necessarily better; they could put your relationship at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A healthy relationship, like learning to walk properly, follows a step-by-step development. You can't possibly become part of a couple if you aren't friends in the first place. Ok, I know some of us break the rule and plunge straight into whirlwind courtship, but how many of those couples can go the distance? Couplehood works well when there is something you like about her (and vice versa), and I'm not referring to MERELY the physical aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whenever your relationship hits a rocky path, don't give up without checking on your "love memory". Rediscover the reasons why you fell in love with her, and watch your relationship flourish with a newfound vigour. "Follow the rule of love and enjoy it, as loving someone is a wonderful and sweet experience.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-7352279090657605201?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/7352279090657605201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=7352279090657605201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7352279090657605201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7352279090657605201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/08/fundamentals-of-love.html' title='The Fundamentals of Love'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-2786763787355938097</id><published>2008-07-31T10:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:55:26.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>八字测算</title><content type='html'>i went to this webpage, doing a &lt;a href="http://sina.sm.aqioo.com/"&gt;八字测算&lt;/a&gt;. quite interesting actually. you just need to know what time exactly you were born, can already, as in, the rest you sure know one. name; blood type; birthday; gender. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i dont understand. lol. their chinese too chim alr. ): but its interesting, can try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i think recently there's something wrong with my mouth. keep saying wrong things, and people start hating me. my friends, the few friends who knew me very well, colleagues, everyone, i keep 得罪 people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ruin my own repo. really. know no one loves me like they used to do. im getting what i deserve..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-2786763787355938097?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2786763787355938097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=2786763787355938097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2786763787355938097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2786763787355938097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='八字测算'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-4746526444662966193</id><published>2008-07-30T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:56:27.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misc'/><title type='text'>new skin..</title><content type='html'>suddenly, i've a thought on this. I'm dealing with HTML as a living, and yet i'm using other people's skin for my blog. i shld be more hardworking and make a skin for myself. but sad to say i'm not much of a designer, &lt;strike&gt;so im seeking help from my designer-to-be boyfriend for help :D&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stay tune for the new "dress" for this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... i'll update as often as i can okay? recently my computer is abit lag. that's one of the reason. another? you guess it, im lazy :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-4746526444662966193?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/4746526444662966193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=4746526444662966193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4746526444662966193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4746526444662966193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-skin.html' title='new skin..'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-7153860798629003824</id><published>2008-07-24T13:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:56:56.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complains'/><title type='text'>wtf?</title><content type='html'>what the fuck is wrong with these people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help is so difficult to get nowadays. i see wrong them already. im disappointed and angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. fucked. i miss the bunch of good people i used to work in ritz. i think the only thing i can do is to change my temper. but.. the bastard who din hold the door properly also didn't help, so wtf? all dun give a shit to me. fucked. fucked up people. fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pieces of shits&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-7153860798629003824?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/7153860798629003824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=7153860798629003824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7153860798629003824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7153860798629003824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/07/wtf.html' title='wtf?'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-2572833367758176728</id><published>2008-07-23T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:57:23.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Women seldom admit their ages; But Men.. seldom act like theirs</title><content type='html'>How true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from panda's msn nick. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cut my hair SHORT. pictures up in the next post. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-2572833367758176728?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2572833367758176728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=2572833367758176728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2572833367758176728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2572833367758176728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/07/women-seldom-admit-their-ages-but-men.html' title='Women seldom admit their ages; But Men.. seldom act like theirs'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-2541939282971899215</id><published>2008-06-27T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:09:09.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='info'/><title type='text'>Bill Gates steps down today..</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows he's a billionaire. Almost everyone who used a computer knows who is he. Some adore him, some abhor him. Some hate Microsoft, some love it. Well, depending on individual, and no matter you hate or love him, yes, let's face it, he is still making billions. He won't care whether you love or hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stepped down with a £29bn fortune. Wow, enough for him till his next life man. He had been in business for 33 years, with around 90k staffs all over the world and he's going to have a luxury retirement, with £29bn, that is. He mentioned that he's going to the Beijing's Olympics, to enjoy the summer and he's going to open an office for the Bill and Melina Gates Foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will still be the chairman of Microsoft, but he will not be running it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can know more about it &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/business/2008/jun/27/microsoft.microsoft1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the timeline and I realised a few things. Steve Jobs and Stephen Wozniak formed Apple computer at 1st April 1976, and they actually sued Microsoft because of simliar GUI. He went to Harvard in 1973, dropped out 2 years later, and resumed his studies at spring 1976 and dropped out again at 26 Nov 1976, and then, he resumed his degree at Harvard on 7th June 2007 -_-, after when he's already a billionaire and retiring. -_-  Somehow, it's interesting. Haha. If you want to know the timeline of Bill Gates, can check out &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/7457191.stm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-2541939282971899215?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2541939282971899215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=2541939282971899215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2541939282971899215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2541939282971899215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/06/bill-gates-step-down-today.html' title='Bill Gates steps down today..'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-305994594020865757</id><published>2008-06-23T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:47:43.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>all of a sudden, i feel that i had lost a friend. a very very close friend of mine, whom we shared almost everything, someone whom i thought i can talk to. but now it seems like i've lost her, our distance seems to grow further suddenly. she denied this, but she seems really cold to me. she denied this too, but she doesn't seems like she wants to tell me or talk to me anything anymore. sigh. i want her back. her usual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;please tell me that im thinking too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just left my job. i felt empty but relieved. i wanna thank &lt;a href="http://jaywalk.blog-city.com/"&gt;jay&lt;/a&gt; for helping me look job openings. haha. and yes, i really really doesn't know what i want to do. am i really not up to an IT position? am i still better doing sales or banking? i don't know. i really don't know. people around been stressing me, banks been stressing me, wallets and SMRT too. ): someone called me a failure. i admit, im a failure, yeah. but i know i can stand up again. so okay failure! be prepared to be pass! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i feel that you don't understand me at all. i feel that i don't belong to you at all. i feel that.. i wasn't cherished at all. and i don't have the sense of security. why do i feel all this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-305994594020865757?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/305994594020865757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=305994594020865757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/305994594020865757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/305994594020865757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/06/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-5376697741051109585</id><published>2008-06-20T18:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:09:14.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>ladies, career or love?</title><content type='html'>okay, call me a mountain turtle. i never watched "sex and the city" drama before. now the movie is up, and i cant watch it on screens, why? jeffery said if you never watch the drama before, you will be blur when you watch the movie. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1204.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/1204.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had the whole set of series, he lent me and i just started watching the first episode of first season. almost immediately, i had a wonder that came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the first episode, my rough guess is that there were 4 unmarried 30+ women and they are successful, sought of gave up love and look for sex. right? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those who watched it please correct me if im wrong okay, because i only watched one episode here. &lt;/span&gt;my wonder is, there are so many successful career women around these days, and many of them are more capable than men, and most of them, they're single. so what does this shows? for a women, you have to choose between career or family/love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNN reported that young women chooses career to love nowadays. One of the Uni grads claims that nowadays its hard to get established, and they've see n alot of failure in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;They did a statistic that shows that men are more likely to give up careers for love than women nowadays. View full story &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/LIVING/personal/01/04/career.relationships/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;what do you think? if you are a women, career or love for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-5376697741051109585?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/5376697741051109585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=5376697741051109585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5376697741051109585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5376697741051109585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/06/ladies-career-or-love.html' title='ladies, career or love?'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-4867269950257589066</id><published>2008-06-20T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T15:29:12.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complains'/><title type='text'>everyone is busy!</title><content type='html'>everyone on earth is busy right now. EVERYONE! i felt so useless you know. only i have got nothing to do. i dont want this kinda life!!!! i wanna be busy! i dont wanna keep finding people o talk to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. damn bored. and the time now is only 3.21pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day is the worst day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-4867269950257589066?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/4867269950257589066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=4867269950257589066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4867269950257589066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/4867269950257589066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/06/everyone-is-busy.html' title='everyone is busy!'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-754070537778266289</id><published>2008-06-20T13:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T15:28:42.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complains'/><title type='text'>last day of work</title><content type='html'>finally, i'm out from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resigned today, and its my last day today, not a confirm staff you see? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can look for a job slowly, at peace, and i'm going to choose one carefully already. besides looking for a job, im enrolling into some classes like kickboxing and yoga. kickboxing is confirm la. but yoga still thinking. haha. i need to keep FIT and SLIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday when i went to sam's birthday, most of the ex-Ritz staff said i've BOOMED. zzz like hey, what's wrong with boomed body right? cute and cluddly maaa. :x okay. i dont like also la. :x ): eat too much le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. the time now is 1:37pm. 4 more hours here. though its only 4 more hours, but i hope it will pass quickly. i'm bored. i got nothing to do. i wanna sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-754070537778266289?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/754070537778266289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=754070537778266289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/754070537778266289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/754070537778266289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-day-of-work.html' title='last day of work'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-9082748711247901920</id><published>2008-06-13T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T15:28:20.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>a quote from the net.</title><content type='html'>"People often say that motivation doesn't last. Well, neither does bathing--that's why we recommend it daily."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-9082748711247901920?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/9082748711247901920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=9082748711247901920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/9082748711247901920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/9082748711247901920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/06/quote-from-net.html' title='a quote from the net.'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-7178710112469450881</id><published>2008-06-13T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T15:28:02.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='info'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>Just talking about friday the 13th with my colleague here. we're wondering how this friday the 13th superstitious thinking came about. The origin, so as usual, since im so free, i decided to find out the answer online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/"&gt;wiki&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In numerology, the number twelve is considered the number of completeness, as reflected in the twelve months of the year, twelve recognized signs of the zodiac, the twelve tribes of Israel, the twelve Apostles of Jesus, etc., whereas the number thirteen was considered irregular, transgressing this completeness. There is also a superstition, thought by some to derive from the Last Supper, that having thirteen people seated at a table will result in the death of one of the diners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, as the day on which Jesus Christ was crucified, has been viewed both positively and negatively among Christians. The actual day of Crucifixion was the 14th day of Nisan in the Hebrew Lunar calendar which does not correspond to "Friday" in the solar calendar of Rome. The 15th day of Nissan (beginning at Sundown) is celebration of Passover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the onus on the two separated elements, there is no evidence for a link between the two before the 19th century. The earliest known reference in English occurs in a 1869 biography of Gioachino Rossini:[Rossini] was surrounded to the last by admiring and affectionate friends; and if it be true that, like so many other Italians, he regarded Friday as an unlucky day, and thirteen as an unlucky number, it is remarkable that on Friday, the 13th of November, he died.&lt;br /&gt;However, only in the 20th century did the superstition receive greater audience, as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 13th doesn't even merit a mention in E. Cobham Brewer's voluminous 1898 edition of the Dictionary of Phrase and Fable, though one does find entries for "Friday, an Unlucky Day" and "Thirteen Unlucky." When the date of ill fate finally does make an appearance in later editions of the text, it is without extravagant claims as to the superstition's historicity or longevity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the superstition developed relatively recently, much older origins are often claimed for it, most notably in the novel The Da Vinci Code (and later the film), which traced the belief to the arrest of the Knights Templar on Friday October 13, 1307.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too chim? yeah, its chim for me too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, we sort of quarrelled. but now okay liao. that marks the friday the 13th. yah? lol. for me that is. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-7178710112469450881?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/7178710112469450881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=7178710112469450881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7178710112469450881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7178710112469450881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-5641435426661104645</id><published>2008-06-10T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:43:57.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>its my lunch time again.</title><content type='html'>yah ah, recently i do realise that i keep blogging leh. maybe because im bored ba. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever what you are in this world for? have you ever wonder how come some people can be sooooo rich but some people are soooooo poor? have you ever wonder why some people are soooooo good looking but some people have some natural particle on the person's face/body that make them ugly? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do think of all these things when i got nothing to do. laughs. but i think more about what am i actually in this world for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to increase popularity?&lt;br /&gt;- to be a child of my parents?&lt;br /&gt;- to return back what i owe to people in my previous life?&lt;br /&gt;- to be someone useful to many people?&lt;br /&gt;- to be part of God's creation?&lt;br /&gt;- to enjoy what its like to be human before going back to Father?&lt;br /&gt;- to love people from my heart?&lt;br /&gt;- to hurt and to be hurt by people?&lt;br /&gt;- to suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i believe there's many more. and definitely no one will know the answer. except God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the siquan earthquack not long ago? i heard my friend said that in the newspaper forum, got people actually mentioned that this is actually a retribution to them because the people there zhong nan qing nu, so they gave away all the girls to other people, and gave the boys a good education, so when u see the schools ah, alot of boys. then the girls all suffering. the God saw this, he was angry or something, so He want to punish them, and cause a huge earthquack near the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. i believe in karma, but, shouldn't the karma be on the parent's side, not the poor kids? they're innocent. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have cravings for fries. later finish work, im going to buy strawberry milk tea w/o pearl and a packet of fries, and im going home to watch naruto. i got the eps from jeffery. heh. its a good thing that my bf watches all these too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on leave tomorrow! got interviews to go. heh. hope i can find one. but i hope scs would want me. scs will always be my first choice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, am going to catch some sleep. and got to start work at 2! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: joanne. you sucks. :x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-5641435426661104645?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/5641435426661104645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=5641435426661104645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5641435426661104645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5641435426661104645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-my-lunch-time-again.html' title='its my lunch time again.'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-8044297969701819320</id><published>2008-06-09T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:58:35.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Jeffery</title><content type='html'>I know its hard to be my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can be wilful at times, whining at times, crazy at times, sticky at times, but you did a good job, for trying to accept all my flaws. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you correct me, but i know its for my own good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're impatient, but you gave me your max patience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me you would prefer an independent girl, but you're still there when i need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm on a diet and hasn't been eating meat, you brought me to Jack's Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't put on make up, but you don't mind my pimpled face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my flu, you don't mind that I might pass the virus to you and slept beside me; covered my blanklet; taking care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold, in the theater, you sacrifies your jacket to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking your friend's van, you want me to sit at beside the driver, not the back, just because it's not comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were having exams, but you still make the effort to meet me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There alot more reasons, why its hard to be my boyfriend, but you done it well. I'm contented, and my love for you is increasing day by day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, darling, I know, but sub-conciously, you're treating me better and better, and I know baby, you're now madly in love with me, without doubt, and I am too, crazily in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm glad that we met, and I'm glad to find someone so simliar to me. (: I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-8044297969701819320?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/8044297969701819320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=8044297969701819320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/8044297969701819320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/8044297969701819320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-jeffery.html' title='Dear Jeffery'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-3477502193182290448</id><published>2008-05-28T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:48:15.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complains'/><title type='text'>#%$%^@%</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;proclaimer&lt;br /&gt;i am not racist. i dun hate malays. i have alot of malay friends. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. DAMNIT! surrounded my ALL malays. den all speak malay. you know how irritating it sound??? and im in the middle! they're not sound, they are NOISE! very very very irritating kinda noise. zzzzz. they're buzzing into my eardrum. imagine one whole day all the people surround u speaking some language u dun understand, and they are squeaking. how would u feel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently my company got 12 dept. i heard they're reducing to 6. i was praying. PLEASE RETRENCH ME!!!! den i no need to pay the stupid agency money. coz i din break bond. !#$@#$@# I HATE CONTRACTS! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, bless me with a healthy brain. bless that all the webs will not form on my brain within 2 mths. i need a challenging work. not this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends, darling, i know i've been complaining about this for a mth. please bear with me can? coz if i dun tell u all, i will become crazy, den no more peiyun le. ): u all bu she de one right? :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-3477502193182290448?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/3477502193182290448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=3477502193182290448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3477502193182290448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3477502193182290448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='#%$%^@%'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-3974791759609476017</id><published>2008-05-28T09:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:46:38.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complains'/><title type='text'>boredness</title><content type='html'>can someone teach me how to cure boredness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone teach me how to ren? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got 3 more weeks and 2 days to suffer at this boring company with boring work and job scope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i need a good job fast and i can get out of here 3 weeks later immediately. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-3974791759609476017?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/3974791759609476017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=3974791759609476017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3974791759609476017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3974791759609476017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/05/boredness.html' title='boredness'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-3163775026235228374</id><published>2008-05-22T15:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:45:45.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>David Cook - Always Be My Baby</title><content type='html'>Let's listen to the very wonderful song by David Cook. The new American Idol!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/N_oFK9QpbL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/N_oFK9QpbL/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width='300' height='180'&gt;&lt;embed src='http://widget.lyricsmode.com/i/scroll2.swf?lid=660054&amp;speed=4' width='318' height='181' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' allowScriptAccess='never' allownetworking='internal'/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.lyricsmode.com' target='_blank'&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/d/david_cook/always_be_my_baby.html' target='_blank'&gt;Always Be My Baby lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-3163775026235228374?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/3163775026235228374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=3163775026235228374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3163775026235228374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/3163775026235228374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/05/david-cook-always-be-my-baby.html' title='David Cook - Always Be My Baby'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-5611780249174976847</id><published>2008-05-22T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:46:19.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complains'/><title type='text'>updates on work, love, friends life.</title><content type='html'>Yes yes, i know. my blog got webs liao. im not a blogging person ah.. but today i got the mood to blog. btw im at the office. i just online lor. for the sake of killing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. many of you should know by now that i really really wanna change my job. job scope sucks, colleagues sucks, environment sucks.&lt;br /&gt;im customer service officer, but wad i do is just type, amend, send. zz DATA ENTRY LOR! im not looking too highly on my dip cert. but at least i shld be doing sth better den data entry? i got con! by the agency, by the company. pay so low oso. say wad i've no experience, say wad im a fresh grad. YOU NEED AN EXPERIENCE ASSHOLE TO DO DATA ENTRY???? i see no future. no future at all. the people here super not friendly also. quiet like nobody business. i got no friends. i dont want oso. coz im leaving in another mth's time. now that's the thing i hate the agency. 2 mth's contract! i hate this job since my first day. zzzzzzzzzz. im looking for a new one now. hopefully i can find a good one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my love life.. well. been attached for 2 mths alr. in fact, tml is exactly 2 mths, i wld say my love life is still smooth. people say first few mths is honeymoon right? haha. although im not having my honeymoon period, but i wld say that the honeymoon feel is slowly coming and increasing. and our love is growing. well i wun be able to say the future, so let's just say, we'll wait and see ba.. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: bi! tomorrow is your final submission for your final project! i cant wait to see u on sat! :D miss you loads.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends is as usual la. my bestest breast friends.. my jie meis.. just need to apologize to them lor, i might become abit zhong se qing you. but hehe.. i never okay! i still remember u all, and i still love you all too :D i never zhong se qing you hor. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i shld be apply for unisim. i need a degree man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long! i dunnoe when will be the next post. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-5611780249174976847?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/5611780249174976847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=5611780249174976847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5611780249174976847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5611780249174976847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/05/updates-on-work-love-friends-life.html' title='updates on work, love, friends life.'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-8388872023895650991</id><published>2008-05-08T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:06:12.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay. i really  really wanna change my job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-8388872023895650991?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/8388872023895650991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>i found a job!</title><content type='html'>heeeees. i went interview this afternoon. and soon after that, i got a call from my agent saying im selected! woohoo! new job! office one! excited man. starting on next mon! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my car's dream is near. very very near. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-4631379093999664723?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/4631379093999664723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=4631379093999664723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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already. haha. come to think of it now ah, i dont think blog is my kinda thing. because i very lazy to blog one. haha. okay la okay la. anyway. im attached. :D &lt;br /&gt;23o3o8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was working, but im changing job again. sales isn't my kinda thing. :x and im currently in great debts. ): anyhow, am at my bf hse now. he watching hannabil(mind my spelling :p) on tv. eew. i hide myself up with my lappy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah! im so in love with this music game DJ Mix Portable 2 on PSP. heees. and im playing Final Fantasy Ring of Chronicles too. :x damn busy. byebye! will see u when i see ya! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-224554893121484447?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/224554893121484447/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-1013839740624492478</id><published>2008-02-17T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:48:54.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>im back!!</title><content type='html'>im back from malaysia! many of you knew that i went malaysia already. i didn't tell alot of people you see. lol. its a 4 days trip. visit my relatives. withot my mother for the first time! hee. i've gained weight la! eat eat eat only. haha. anyways. im sleepy already. will blog about the trip tomorrow! stay tuned! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;current=malaysia_ta.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-back_17.html' title='im back!!'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-2311483745837662522</id><published>2008-02-07T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:07:00.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>as you can see, im bored</title><content type='html'>im so bored. there's nothing to do online, friends busy visiting houses, nothing to do outside, cant sleep, no money.. im simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made some pancakes out of boredom. heh. stop drooling already! thoughits my first attempt, but its a success okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01215-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01215-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="380" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pancake mix i used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01216-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01216-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mix and mix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01211.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01211.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best one. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01213.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoilt heart shape ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01219.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mickey mouse!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01217.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01217.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flipped over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01209.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01209.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada! how cute right? :x i make one i make one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01208.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01208.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! the bottom on is the first attempt. big and ugly. chao ta! practice makes perfect. you the my second attempt! so cute! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Appétit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;the honey so sweet! i prefer mcdoanld's one. tomorrow i go take from them. :x&lt;/span&gt; shhh. pretend i never say anything. see no evil!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops! just know from &lt;a href="http://jaywalk.blog-city.com/"&gt;Jay&lt;/a&gt; that actually mcdonald's is corn syrup. but people usually eat pancakes with maple syrup. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-2311483745837662522?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-8307695280387823376</id><published>2008-02-07T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:06:06.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><title type='text'>新年快乐！Happy Chinese New Year!!</title><content type='html'>i hereby wish all my friends who celebrate cny a very happy chinese new year;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;新年快乐！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;恭喜发财！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;万事如意！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;心想事成！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;身体健康！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;红包多多！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;current=gongxifacai.jpg" 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height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-7921373897761584602</id><published>2008-02-05T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:02:20.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>everywhere is filled with cny mood. i was at chinatown the other day, i walked down a street full of cny stores. goodies and decos. seriously, i dont feel the mood at all. is it because i've grown up, so cny is nothing, or what? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01141.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="450" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01152.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="450" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along this street, opposite pearl center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01142.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01142.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some jelly mix i think, seriously, i still dont know what's this. someone enlighten me please? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01148.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01148.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny cookies. 1 for $1! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01144.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01144.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny decos. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ps: speaking of which, my mum bought like 3 decos, but refuse to buy mickey mouse one. i asked her why. "mickey mouse cannot be reused next year, have to wait 12 years later" -_-||&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01145.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;葫芦！err, gourd bottle? lol. the one 剂公 always carrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01146.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01146.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny clothes! so cheena. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went town with my jie meis on sunday. cny shopping! all so last min la! haha. i met sam first to centerpoint to buy my first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALDO&lt;/span&gt; heels. their shoe are so comfortable and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt;! :D aftermath, we met teresa and da jie at wisma, deciding on what to eat, we went over to taka and finally settle down on breeks. okay, me and da jie &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;coslaw&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;coleslaw. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*an inside joke, they know what i mean. tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01161.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine! forgot the full name. melted cheese on a chicken dont know what. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01160.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01160.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teresa's! fish and chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01159.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01159.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam's and lianyin's! chicken ramen? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01158.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01158.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da jie's! dory something? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01157.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01155.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01155.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dessert! look how fattening we ate. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we were back to our shopping, and layyen join us after work. i went home shortly. tired but enjoyable day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my cny stuffs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01192.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="450" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01193.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="450" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01194.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01194.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dresses, i bought on sat at vivo! hahaha. was out with joanne. and we went to our fave ice cream store&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;COLDROCK&lt;/span&gt;! muahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01179.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01179.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;glutton&lt;/span&gt;. muahahahas! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01175.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "i take you you take me" again. sadly, i haven receive the "me" yet. ): JOANNE!! where's "meeeeeeeee"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of ice cream, like i've been eating ice cream non-stop for the pass few days. yesterday i bought 2 pints of ben &amp;amp; jerry's! my oh my, you know how much weight i've gained? i think at least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5kg&lt;/span&gt;! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01198-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01198-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="450" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherry garcia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01190.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/DSC01190.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" width="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choco fudge brownie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, i didn't finish 2 pints at one go. im not like &lt;strike&gt;someone&lt;/strike&gt;, can finish &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; at one go. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. im going to clean my room. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-7921373897761584602?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/7921373897761584602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=7921373897761584602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7921373897761584602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/7921373897761584602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-964777217039226264</id><published>2008-02-01T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:01:12.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>like. .this is so random?</title><content type='html'>im on whosgoing.sg! i went powerhouse on wed with my jie meis. so that explains my appearance right? *laughs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;current=42919.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/42919.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="380"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so in love with mcdull!! 我愛麥兜!!!&lt;3. the hong kong pig. :x he too cute can? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;current=1167908940.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/1167908940.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/?action=view&amp;current=468702596_8587375a40_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/468702596_8587375a40_o.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="380"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hn00D81cf4w&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hn00D81cf4w&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zc35hlZZ164&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zc35hlZZ164&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyDFNzob-Yk&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyDFNzob-Yk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihrqZeP7wAs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihrqZeP7wAs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-964777217039226264?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/964777217039226264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=964777217039226264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/964777217039226264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/964777217039226264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/02/like-this-is-so-random.html' title='like. .this is so random?'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-5974583839424096415</id><published>2008-01-28T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T14:05:41.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>okay okay. update. haha</title><content type='html'>Okay okay, like i finally update. :D i know many of you cant wait to read about me. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's been a long week to me. many many things had happened. and these things, suddenly awoke the childish and hot tempered me. i've learnt a very value lesson, mostly about anger management. i almost give up on myself. it made me do alot of thinking. im starting to change myself. for the better. for my parents, and my friends.  i'll still be me, the happy-go-lucky me, but i'll change to a better me. i promise. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so glad that i have a bunch of nicest friends. they made me feel that im not alone, and they trust me that im not such a person. yes thank you people. i love you all! you know who you are. there's too many to mention. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. on a lighter note. im quite happy today. like after so many things had happened, this is the first happy moment i had. although everything was still very early to predict, but i had a nicest dream;&lt;br /&gt;three years ago, i left someone who used to love me more than anybody would, someone who loved me for who i am. it was a biggest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt;. and two years ago, i met my retribution. i had met the worst guy ever. and ever since, i totally lost all my confidence in love and guys. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lovephobia&lt;/span&gt;. and frankly speaking, yes, i still cant overcome this fear. and i wasn't ready too. so i am going to let nature takes it's course. &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i dont want to wake up from this dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i've inofficially graduated. now im looking for a job. but joanne had been asking me, whats my interest and what i want to do in the future, my reply? im still searching for an answer. seriously. i hope God will guide me through this searching. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night! (smile smile smile(:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/795157019243318297-5974583839424096415?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/5974583839424096415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=5974583839424096415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5974583839424096415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/5974583839424096415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-okay-update-haha.html' title='okay okay. update. haha'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-795157019243318297.post-2479511556040385656</id><published>2008-01-27T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:25:12.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world!</title><content type='html'>i'm back to blogger after a few months of wordpressing! Wordpress is good. Just that i cant put alot of stuffs in it. Got to pay you see? lol. For those who wanna see what's been writting the the past few months, see &lt;a href="http://missyun.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i shall kick off by saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/yunyunx/sub%20folder%201/hello.jpg" border="0" alt="hello" width="300" height="180" &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/795157019243318297-2479511556040385656?l=peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2479511556040385656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=795157019243318297&amp;postID=2479511556040385656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2479511556040385656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/795157019243318297/posts/default/2479511556040385656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peiyun-themiss.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-world.html' title='Hello world!'/><author><name>yun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6An0WWboW3Q/S7JcQ8IDpfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/15EU4rlW7-M/S220/11l38zs.jpg.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
