<?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-6494414072845265821</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:48:52.279+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Joke'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='Expression'/><category term='鸟'/><category term='whining'/><title type='text'>The Beginning of An Eternity</title><subtitle type='html'>(Alpha Version)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-918524951689959182</id><published>2010-04-29T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:31:44.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberty Leading The People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/4562957400_8cb04d1f2c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 724px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/4562957400_8cb04d1f2c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did this poster for the upcoming ADM End of Year Party. Took a MTV style approach. Tell me what you feel about the design!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-918524951689959182?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/918524951689959182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=918524951689959182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/918524951689959182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/918524951689959182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2010/04/liberty-leading-people.html' title='Liberty Leading The People'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3178/4562957400_8cb04d1f2c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-1516885286323728856</id><published>2010-04-07T04:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T04:56:29.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New 2012 Proton Waja R3?</title><content type='html'>A bored me came up with this idea- since Proton is gonna license the  current Mitsubishi Lancer as its next Waja (due to replace the outgoing  Waja by 2011), how would the R3 version look like? Evo X? Here's my  take on this, taking design cues from the Proton EMAS concept, the 2012  Waja R3 should look something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S7ufCsH8faI/AAAAAAAAAHU/VUKowy08WD8/s1600/WajaR3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S7ufCsH8faI/AAAAAAAAAHU/VUKowy08WD8/s400/WajaR3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457130242042527138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S7ufGFWlHMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/A7xZUsDSDaE/s1600/wMitsubishi_Lancer_Evo_X_2008_76028_20080520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S7ufGFWlHMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/A7xZUsDSDaE/s400/wMitsubishi_Lancer_Evo_X_2008_76028_20080520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457130300354403522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the actual Mitsubishi Evo X lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-1516885286323728856?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/1516885286323728856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=1516885286323728856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1516885286323728856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1516885286323728856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-2012-proton-waja-r3.html' title='New 2012 Proton Waja R3?'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S7ufCsH8faI/AAAAAAAAAHU/VUKowy08WD8/s72-c/WajaR3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-2205911795965582705</id><published>2010-04-03T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T09:20:21.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Bust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S7aXwndSk2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/1i-lO4co-dQ/s1600/LGIM0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 545px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S7aXwndSk2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/1i-lO4co-dQ/s400/LGIM0048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455714860087284578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting my Year 1 3D Project, human bust of Adolf Hitler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-2205911795965582705?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/2205911795965582705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=2205911795965582705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/2205911795965582705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/2205911795965582705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2010/04/human-bust.html' title='Human Bust'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S7aXwndSk2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/1i-lO4co-dQ/s72-c/LGIM0048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-3430868847790747184</id><published>2010-03-21T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T02:02:31.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unexpected Result</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs368.snc3/23706_376500112315_778977315_4912434_3665129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs368.snc3/23706_376500112315_778977315_4912434_3665129_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pleasant one. Took this sometime ago, with a consumer grade cam, Ixus 90 or some shit i think. Love the natural lighting, and Bangle Butt of course =) Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-3430868847790747184?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/3430868847790747184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=3430868847790747184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3430868847790747184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3430868847790747184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2010/03/unexpected-result.html' title='An Unexpected Result'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-5844124237020625783</id><published>2010-03-20T20:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T01:08:51.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch the Stars Come Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2677/4447605627_83bedf0f0d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 724px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2677/4447605627_83bedf0f0d_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S6TC0qpB4EI/AAAAAAAAAHE/J-4r5KYRA8Y/s1600-h/Grad+Bash+comm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publicity posters that i recently did for the ADM graduation bash comm recruitment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-5844124237020625783?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/5844124237020625783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=5844124237020625783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5844124237020625783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5844124237020625783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2010/03/watch-stars-come-out.html' title='Watch the Stars Come Out'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2677/4447605627_83bedf0f0d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-1110162884239644771</id><published>2010-03-07T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:06:11.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZT</title><content type='html'>中国军力被强大是误国误民&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作者:戴旭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一顶世界最高的纸军帽，被中国社会科学院很认真地扣在了中国自己的头上。在24日发布的《全球政治与安全报告（2010）》中，社科院认为中国综合国力排 名世界第七，而中国军力仅次于美国“排名世界第二”。笔者听到后的第一反应是，中国军力尽管过去一直“被”西方强大，但顾及基本事实，谁也不敢与美国相提 并论；此次中国自己的“权威机构”却突然自封“世界第二”，真让人哭笑不得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一、军力是国力的直接证明。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;社科院根据军费、军队人数和武器装备三个方面的指标，认为美国军力世界第一，中国第二，俄罗斯第三。这种数学方程代入的评价方式，完全没有体现军力即国 力、国力即工业和技术实力的社会常识。美国军力世界第一，那是美国以航天工业、航空工业、造船工业、信息工业、生物科技等构成的国家综合实力独霸全球的结 果。一个国家能生产什么样的工具，就能生产什么样的武器装备，以美国这种强力经济形态，锻造独霸天下的军队，是自然而然的。反观中国，是房地产型经济，这 样的经济形态只能制造钻地堡的军队。这也是为什么中国没有大飞机、没有大军舰、没有自主知识产权的计算机产业，因此军队比较先进的作战平台只能大量进口， 很多国产武器平台发动机和一些核心技术都要依赖进口的原因。双方的经济和技术形态根本不在一个时代上，美国是工业和信心时代，中国是半农业半工业时代，这 个决定双方总体实力的根本性指标不能并列，军力怎么可能并列为第一、第二呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美国的经济是靠技术创新拉动的，我们是靠zf投资拉动；美国凭借高技术的波音飞机和军火产品在赚全世界的钱，我们只能靠盖在自己土地上的房地产从自己民众 中涸泽而渔。这种状态持续得越久，双方国力的差距也就越大。一些学者不看双方GDP的构成，也不算人均GDP的对比，只比较GDP总数字，看到中国GDP 即将超过日本列世界第二，于是也认为中国的国力是世界第二。就好比两个运动员，一个是靠大强度登山、长跑锻炼增加肌肉，一个靠拼命地吃东西长肥肉，虽然是 同样的重量，能有一样的力量吗？美国军队现在奉行“一小时打遍全球”战略，作为“第二”的我们一小时能打遍哪里？看看2008年军火销售记录就一清二楚： 尽管金融危机影响深重，美国在全世界的武器销售仍然近四百亿美元，连续保持几十年第一，俄罗斯是80亿美元；而中国是20多亿美元。这才是三方真正的国力 和军力写照。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二、衡量现代军队实力的指标是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;社科院在解释为什么中国军力排名世界第二时说，这是因为中国军队人数第一，而且还拥有7000多辆坦克。这就更加荒谬了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前不久在索马里相继发生美国和中国商船被劫事件，两种不同的解决结果，已经形象地说明了两国军力的差距。那不是第一和第二排名之差，而是一代和两代技术形 态之差。中国在索马里海域有3艘最先进（和自己比）的军舰，为何对8个农民海盗束手无策？这是因为中国没有全球定位系统，无法及时发现和准确跟踪被截船 只；第二，没有航空母舰集群和其他快速、远程投放军力的系统，即使发现也无法采取军事行动。众多的军队人数和庞大的坦克数量，在这里没有丝毫意义。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这就说到什么才是现代军队实力的指标。人数众多，只在冷兵器时代才有意义。1840年鸦片战争爆发的时候，英军4000多人纵横海陆，而清军百万之众望洋 兴叹。而坦克的价值，也仅仅在二战时期的机械化战争中。1991年海湾战争，伊拉克坦克数量与对方相当，正规军和民兵人数则超过美国等联军10倍，伊军却 被打得落花流水。21世纪世界军事已经发展到空天一体、精确打击时代，中国社科院仍以六十年前地面机械化决战的过时思路刻舟求剑地评判当代军队，怎不差之 毫厘，谬之千里！在速度击碎规模的理念普及，空中化、高机动、信息化成为现代军队基本标志的今天，人数和过时地面装备数量众多是落后的标志。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正是基于这一情况，世界著名的蓝德公司认为，如果算上核武器和核潜艇，中国的军力勉强可算得上世界第八，如果剔除这两种无法用于高技术常规战争的东西，中 国的军力只能排世界第二十四位。美国是最警惕中国军力发展的国家，其权威研究机构的结论尚且如此。这还没有算美国军队是全球部署，中国军队是国土防卫的因 素。相比之下，中国社科院对中国军力的世界排名真是莫名其妙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;俄罗斯军事专家亚历山大.萨库尔说，战争不仅仅看金钱，。虽然中国创造了经济奇迹，当并不是依靠科技发展，而是依靠廉价的劳动力取得的。中国军队并不像外 界所说的那样强大，俄罗斯军队仍是世界上最强大的军队之一。很多俄罗斯媒体认为，中国在军事理论、装备方面的差距，是全面性的。前苏军的一位上将伊瓦绍夫 对中国社科院评论军力感到奇怪，在俄罗斯，军力评估一般是由总参谋部或国家安全委员会做出的。他说，中国如果想要扮演世界第二军事强国的角色，应该在世界 大洋和其他大陆展示自己的能力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三、GDP泡沫正蔓延到学术界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在经济界奉行GDP主义，政界以GDP为政绩指标的现实情况下，到处弥漫财富泡沫，一种以制造财富神话为特点的新时期大跃进运动，正在中国各地如火如荼地 展开。餐饮业在创业板上市，洗脚业成为某些地方支柱产业，地王身价不断翻升，大飞机两年前立项，有关部门不久前居然宣布今年底就准备试飞等等，都是这神话 系列中的故事。奥运会极尽奢华、排场；全运会开幕式又直逼奥运会。但是，在世界金牌第一的华丽外表下，是中国小学生近视率22%、中学生近视率超50%， 大学生近视率则达70%以上；在城市化高速发展的背后，是中国战略产业全面空心化和环境的极度恶化，社会冲突频仍。刚刚和法国签署的大飞机发动机项目，无 声地戳破了航空工业准备十年达到GDP过万亿的皇帝新衣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种只看外表，不重内在的泡沫化思维，也蔓延到学术界，并最终影响到对一些重大事情的客观理性分析。社科院关于中国军力的报告，就是这种“新大跃进”的学 术产物。中国这种发烧式的病态现状，真让人忧虑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四、虚幻的强大误国误民&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有采用现代国家和军队实力对照标准，是此报告的一大缺陷；而没有引入软实力的概念，则让社科院的这份报告基本上不具备参考价值，充其量只是一次“学术阅 兵式”。国庆阅兵式鼓舞人心，正步方队、新装备固然壮观，但真正决定国家军事实力的，是军事工业的硬实力；软实力部分，真正体现军队战斗力的核心东西，是 先进的战争理念，是丰富的现代战争经历，是高昂的战斗意志，是全民的尚武精神。这恰恰是我们最欠缺的。如果这份报告的结论是成立的，那么解放军的军史应该 是另外的样子；两万多人的塔利班游击武装让美国和欧洲大军面临失败的阿富汗战争现状，更是无法解释。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一个中国人都希望国家早日强大，但这要靠对社会发展规律的正确把握，和持之以恒的勤劳努力，而不是凭借投机取巧，更不能靠自欺欺人自吹自擂，打肿脸充胖 子。晚清洋务运动后期，中国朝野和西方很多人认为中国正在崛起，坚信以中国丰富的物产，如积极变革，“成为世界最大强国，雄视东西洋，风靡四邻，当非至难 之事也”，中国人从上到下都认为中国比日本强大，北洋舰队比日本舰队强大。但是，1894年一位叫宗方小太郎的驻华间谍认为这是“只见形而下未见其形而 上”，通过对清朝全面的剖析，他认为大清国不仅官场腐败，而且“全民都腐败”，全民丧失信仰，社会风气江河日下，虽然表面上不断改革和进步，但“犹如老屋 废厦加以粉饰”，不堪一击。另一位日本驻华人士副岛种臣说，“谓中国海军之可虑，则实不足以知中国也。盖中国之积习，往往有可行之法，而绝无行法之人；有 绝妙之言，而绝无践言之事。先是以法人之变，水军一旦灰烬，故自视怀惭，以为中国特海战未如人耳……于是张皇其词，奏设海军衙门，脱胎西法，订立海军官名 及一切章程，条分缕析，无微不至，无善不备。如是，而中国海军之事亦即毕矣。彼止贪虚有其名，岂必实证其效哉？又何曾有欲与我日本争衡于东海之志哉？”宗 方小太郎判断，早则十年，晚则三十年，中国“必将支离破碎呈现一大变化”。在清朝举国上下都被崛起、盛世、强大的幻觉所迷惑之时，看清中国真相的日本决定 对华开战，以“改造中国”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以史为鉴，今天的中国如何？内部的情况，国人大都心里有数；外部，美国对中国构筑的“C字型”包围圈已到中亚，中国周边危机四伏的情况不亚于清朝末年。当 此民族危急存亡之秋，作为权威的研究部门，对于国家发展状况的描述，即使不需要刻意强调忧患意识，也要有基本客观的科学态度和严肃认真的精神，把实情告诉 国民。如果中国真是世界军力第二，怎么会有这样的形势？如果我们现在真是世界军力第二，国家统一问题、海洋和领土权益问题，是不是很快都会迎刃而解？掩耳 可以盗铃，自欺不能欺人。这种虚幻的强大感觉，将在很大程度上麻痹国人的神经，对迫在眉睫的威胁视而不见。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正是担心当年大跃进的旧病复发，所以中央屡次强调韬光养晦。社科院的这份报告，缺乏对现代化国家标志和军事常识的一般理解，除了为国际上别有用心的中国威 胁论制造者提供攻击中国的靶子以外，没有任何意义。在遭到国人炮轰之后，报告的起草者又说不要当回事，这又体现出没有学术良知：难道花费大量人力物力，以 承载着国家信誉的部门发表的报告，只是为了哗众取宠吗？中国人该从梦中清醒一下了！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-1110162884239644771?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/1110162884239644771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=1110162884239644771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1110162884239644771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1110162884239644771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2010/03/zt.html' title='ZT'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-6429376519799613590</id><published>2010-02-20T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:22:41.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolls Royce Ghost Coupe?</title><content type='html'>It is not an impossibility, in fact, i think it is highly plausible, here's a rough sketch of a Rolls Royce Ghost which i would personally love to own one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S37I0FROj7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/FEM2329KNTk/s1600-h/Silver+Ghost2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S37I0FROj7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/FEM2329KNTk/s400/Silver+Ghost2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440006197003325362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-6429376519799613590?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/6429376519799613590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=6429376519799613590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/6429376519799613590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/6429376519799613590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2010/02/rolls-royce-ghost-coupe.html' title='Rolls Royce Ghost Coupe?'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/S37I0FROj7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/FEM2329KNTk/s72-c/Silver+Ghost2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-8759041059484740710</id><published>2010-02-12T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:25:41.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolls Royce Silver Ghost II Concept</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.autocarbe.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/62494_bentley_mulsanne_intro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 630px; height: 378px;" src="http://www.autocarbe.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/62494_bentley_mulsanne_intro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the ugly new Bentley Mulsanne, it looks pretty much like a crying bulldog, with its tears next to its eyes. That gave me an idea though - is there a way to make a Rolls Royce that looks much better than the Mulsanne? I mean, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how hard can it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I fired up my photoshop and started doing one based on the Mulsanne and here's what i created! Please give comments! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4350152321_89b2a033d2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 770px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4350152321_89b2a033d2_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4350152439_3f328a03be_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 770px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4350152439_3f328a03be_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-8759041059484740710?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/8759041059484740710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=8759041059484740710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/8759041059484740710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/8759041059484740710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2010/02/rolls-royce-silver-ghost-ii-concept.html' title='Rolls Royce Silver Ghost II Concept'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-7343059304391198642</id><published>2009-12-08T00:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:12:05.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prodigal Blogger Returns</title><content type='html'>Great, I am finally blogging, again. Product Design is a killer and for half of the semester, dare I say, were spent in the night time (and when i say 'night' it means 3-4am) to churn out that little bit of result. Rhinoceros 3D, unsurprisingly, immediately became my most favourite module and the rest became the A-Maths. It was a tiring, but short semester, but I must say that I loved every single thing that I did with my classmates. Year 2 (still) is a very intensive year, i reckon, but I am starting to love it. And I love the harshest time when i burn midnight oil together with classmates days before the submissions. The feeling of not sleeping for 3 days was unbearable, but the finished model was really a morale booster in the end, and this gives me the confidence that with more effort being put into my work next semester, i could really create a gem. But I have probably done quite badly this semester, I might even earn a grade that can rival that of SY's. But whatever, the hell with Conceptual Design and TCM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One short, or rather, unbelievably short year, that's what it has been. I actually blogged after so many months of drudgery, and i have forgotten its existence, sad to say. I don't really blog, to be honest. But the habit started because of you, because you said blogging would open up my heart, and you can then know more about me and my inner-self. And the reason behind this post? The reminiscence. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you. jasmine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must thank you, for enlightening me, even though i did not blog that frequent after all. It all boils down to my lack of motivation after the separation, and i didn't blame you, I blamed at myself for all these. It took me 1 year to confess, foolish me, retard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never good with expressing myself through the use of languages ( even chinese, my mother-tongue, i am never good with that either), that made me feel constipated, like a crippled person, 哑巴吃黄莲，有苦说不出。 this sentiment has grown tremendously shortly after my short stint at Paya Lebar and the tertiary study at NTU. I want to be able to express myself better, I want to be able to talk to that inner me, let me be understood. I started to regret for not reading more books when i was young, for I have not been able to communicate well. And because of that I SHOULD list it in this coming new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminded me of my 2009 new year resolution. Have I accomplished them? Let's have a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-My artistic performance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd admit that my artistic performance, or the very least - exposure to industrial design, has been greatly improved after hell lot of readings, design magazines and the inspiring talk by Chris Bangle, Kenya Hara. But that also means that i have grown to be so underexposed and ignorant that i actually thought that I am good enough. Hence, whilst the artistic performance has improved, I am still not even close to professional level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-Do homework early, so that i can start DOING other hw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Play less games, playing 19 games compared to 20 last year is still considered LESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am proud to announce that I have played significantly less games this year as I have devoted most of my time to Product Design. But I still bought a gaming Logitech G27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Start blogging. There are many reasons why I stopped blogging since last year, and i do not intend to raise it up, but now i shall start blogging (more often).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAILED, blog more often please, Pow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-Get an Alienware with my own earnings. This is absolutely possible, provided that i buy LESS diecast cars this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have gotten it this year, but i stopped, because the holy GTX300 Series is coming and soon a mobile version will be avail on the Alienware, making it an unstoppable workstation/gamestation. So... I will buy it next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic fail, epic is the word. I can't fail them again. Jiayoubah *ahem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-7343059304391198642?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/7343059304391198642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=7343059304391198642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7343059304391198642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7343059304391198642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/12/prodigal-blogger-returns.html' title='The Prodigal Blogger Returns'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-1079041628893175499</id><published>2009-09-23T16:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:01:13.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hourglass Throne</title><content type='html'>The sands are depleting, the clock is ticking, and the time is running out. Jahangir is going to haunt me. I need the cupids to bring me to the hourglass throne, so that i can have another thousand years to study asian art history. May King James I watch me prevail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-1079041628893175499?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/1079041628893175499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=1079041628893175499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1079041628893175499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1079041628893175499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/09/hourglass-throne.html' title='Hourglass Throne'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-4927573364461975041</id><published>2009-06-11T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:04:45.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Search Your Dream Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>搜索條件：你对未来男友有什么条件：一要帅，二要有车。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;搜索结果：象棋&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-4927573364461975041?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/4927573364461975041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=4927573364461975041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/4927573364461975041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/4927573364461975041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/06/search-your-dream-boyfriend.html' title='Search Your Dream Boyfriend'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-638920010031493956</id><published>2009-04-02T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T01:06:51.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>加油吧</title><content type='html'>没关系，再继续努力，没关系。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-638920010031493956?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/638920010031493956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=638920010031493956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/638920010031493956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/638920010031493956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='加油吧'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-6451915924038056134</id><published>2009-03-23T13:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:39:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>杂念 . 依在</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SccuiMNeFSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WTdbpJ5AZEA/s1600-h/010P000010CT-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SccuiMNeFSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WTdbpJ5AZEA/s400/010P000010CT-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316269050062312738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_57325671"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;欲&lt;/span&gt;走&lt;span id="reply_content_57325671"&gt;天涯&lt;/span&gt;忘其念，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_57325671"&gt;只叹彩云吹不走，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_57325671"&gt;欲作文章&lt;/span&gt;忘其倦，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_57325671"&gt;唯恐彩书&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_57325671"&gt;难消愁.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="reply_content_57325671"&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/6494414072845265821-6451915924038056134?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/6451915924038056134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=6451915924038056134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/6451915924038056134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/6451915924038056134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='杂念 . 依在'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SccuiMNeFSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WTdbpJ5AZEA/s72-c/010P000010CT-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-5717783557315699177</id><published>2009-03-19T18:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:35:37.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The presence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/ScIvFgx557I/AAAAAAAAAF0/2jbP9IntyMA/s1600-h/IMG_0669.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/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/ScIvFgx557I/AAAAAAAAAF0/2jbP9IntyMA/s400/IMG_0669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314862281995708338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How i wish i could forget about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presence, blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished time had stopped but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Now I want it to disappear from my mind but sadly it ain't.&lt;br /&gt;The state of melancholy is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why did she appear again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-5717783557315699177?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/5717783557315699177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=5717783557315699177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5717783557315699177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5717783557315699177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/03/presence-that-brings-melancholy.html' title='The presence.'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/ScIvFgx557I/AAAAAAAAAF0/2jbP9IntyMA/s72-c/IMG_0669.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-632444559247685468</id><published>2009-03-13T16:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T02:13:13.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afterlife service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The 2D is driving us crazy, yet it's so fulfilling as the composition gets closer and closer to completion. I ate 7 times of McDonalds over a period of 5 days, and i am still having a McD hangover now. And the side-effects are reflecting on my body and health as well- tummy, fatigue ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the conversations that we had during every meal that enlightens us of the reason why we are doing homework, why we are doing art and why we exist in this world. This brings us to the question of whether we'd have afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, afterlife is something we should have what, you see, when you buy a car, the car gets an aftersale service, when you graduate from a school you are in the alumni, you enter another stage of realm. Like life, we have different stage of life, and afterlife should not be an exception at all, it should be a stage of life that we could 'feel' as well, or at least, give us an afterlife service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So how do we prove it?" says shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can commit suicide together at the same time same place, so when we have proved that there is afterlife we could meet each other," my usual lameness came up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;"what if there's no afterlife?" rebuts jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"......then we will be crying to realise that, Shit! there's no afterlife la! Damn sad la!" says me, 2 seconds pause* "but then again, we would not be able to cry because there's no afterlife for us to cry!" Shawn's starting to laugh very hardly as i continue:" but then again, we wouldn't be able to realise that we could not cry because there's no afterlife, and of course, we wouldn't be able to realise that we are realising that now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And we cannot even think of it AT ALL!"&lt;br /&gt;"And we can't even think of the fact that we are think THAT AT ALL AT ALL" (shawn was laughing even harder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's just total silence after we are dead"&lt;br /&gt;"But we cannot realise that too!" *shawn was ROFLMAO-ing alr&lt;br /&gt;"Because we are not supposed to realise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and this went on and on to infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's very hard to imagine that there's no afterlife after we are dead. Because you are not supposed to FEEL. Or to REALISE that, that's death to you. It's be scary, but you wouldn't even feel scary because there's no afterlife for you to feel scary about" both shawn and me were dead laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we are back to think about it, it's actually scary to think about that when there's no afterlife, one cannot feel or realise that fact, it's just a blank. (and you are not supposed to feel the blankness as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane was damn scared by that. I can tell. Pei wen...maybe, but she appearred to be amused by that convo, haha. We tried evey means to prove that there's afterlife but went back with no results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                      ***********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were eating together again. Shawn was talking about how he hates fruits and was afraid of them. We were amazed by that phobia, how could one actually be scared of fruits, there's no strange odour or taste what (except durians, which scares a lot of ang mohs away). Then he was saying maybe he was killed by a truck of fruits in his previous life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted in joy:"THAT MEANS THERE'S AFTERLIFE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group bursts into laughing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case closed. Time to work on 2D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-632444559247685468?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/632444559247685468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=632444559247685468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/632444559247685468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/632444559247685468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/03/afterlife-service.html' title='Afterlife service'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-8808426402703792667</id><published>2009-03-03T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T05:47:09.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6B outing plus joke's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3558/3324047388_c374a5d512_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 1024px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3558/3324047388_c374a5d512_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nuff said.&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/6494414072845265821-8808426402703792667?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/8808426402703792667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=8808426402703792667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/8808426402703792667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/8808426402703792667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/03/6b-outing-plus-jokes-birthday.html' title='6B outing plus joke&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3558/3324047388_c374a5d512_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-3165575286596973926</id><published>2009-02-20T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:39:21.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CMYK Big Bang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SZ7OjisIVFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/s58I-7BeyVM/s1600-h/2D+cmyk+bigbang+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SZ7OjisIVFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/s58I-7BeyVM/s400/2D+cmyk+bigbang+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304904521091667026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SZ7OjiQ-v3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/nTmTAiulaFw/s1600-h/2D+cmyk+bigbang2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SZ7OjiQ-v3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/nTmTAiulaFw/s400/2D+cmyk+bigbang2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304904520977792882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang Theory? Not quite. A big boom? Maybe. An upcoming 2D design, a joint project between Chee Wee, Shawn and Pow. Will they survive? That is the question&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-3165575286596973926?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/3165575286596973926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=3165575286596973926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3165575286596973926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3165575286596973926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/02/cmyk-big-bang.html' title='CMYK Big Bang'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SZ7OjisIVFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/s58I-7BeyVM/s72-c/2D+cmyk+bigbang+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-3190283115999491724</id><published>2009-02-07T18:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T19:08:55.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One down, Two to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Used 18 silkscreen to form a portrait. No masking or external tools used. Am proud of it especially how a housefly could form the eye, eyebrow and wrinkles of Hitler. Once again, Alex Rene is shocked by this workpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p4zTBhtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3v9P1sxgN7o/s1600-h/DSC05420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p4zTBhtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3v9P1sxgN7o/s400/DSC05420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300008761048532690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p49jR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEc/XAI-VVNW7QU/s1600-h/DSC05415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 406px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p49jR-aI/AAAAAAAAAEc/XAI-VVNW7QU/s400/DSC05415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300008763801074082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p4kI-5RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2n0n_0GNgSA/s1600-h/DSC05439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p4kI-5RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2n0n_0GNgSA/s400/DSC05439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300008756979885330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p4uviYiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/m97CCKIx1dU/s1600-h/DSC05464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 457px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p4uviYiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/m97CCKIx1dU/s400/DSC05464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300008759825949218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p4QaMgWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/U1HJMYXMQTo/s1600-h/DSC05468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 526px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p4QaMgWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/U1HJMYXMQTo/s400/DSC05468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300008751683371362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2D project is complete. Two more (3D,4D) to go.&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/6494414072845265821-3190283115999491724?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/3190283115999491724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=3190283115999491724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3190283115999491724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3190283115999491724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-down-two-to-go.html' title='One down, Two to go.'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SY1p4zTBhtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3v9P1sxgN7o/s72-c/DSC05420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-629581777824676129</id><published>2009-01-31T16:40:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:39:31.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of an Eternity 0.9</title><content type='html'>Today marks the first post of my blog in 2009, and that's 3 months since the last entry in October 2008. It's all because of my laziness and unwillingness to write (or to type).  It just feels like another Ryugyong Hotel on blogspot, started but discontinued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.vagabondish.com/wp-content/uploads/ryugyong-hotel.jpg" src="http://www.vagabondish.com/wp-content/uploads/ryugyong-hotel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in case you don't know what's Ryugyong Hotel, here's a picture to enlighten you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a look back at 2008 and it showed how ignorant i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how stupid i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change, for the better of course. Forgetting to set a new year resolution this year is already a big mistake at the start of the year, and I shall start one, right here, right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My artistic performance of late hasn't been improving, nor there's any breakthroughs in my visual communicative ability. Hence, this year, I need to quintuple my readings, particularly good art books and web resource.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I need to be more enthusiastic when it comes to publicity in ADM, or else I may not secure the position this September. The challenge: to be able to convince the entire ADM population with my publicity. This is a tough job, and i don't think many would realize how difficult it is to convince ADMers with conventional publicity. Unlike any other schools, to create a publicity poster is not about typing words using WordArt, or spamming Cliparts and stuff. In ADM, even the slightest misalignment of images and kerning would trigger outrage of the entire ADM student population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do homework early, so that i can start DOING other hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Play less games, playing 19 games compared to 20 last year is still considered LESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Start blogging. There are many reasons why I stopped blogging since last year, and i do not intend to raise it up, but now i shall start blogging (more often).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Get an Alienware with my own earnings. This is absolutely possible, provided that i buy LESS diecast cars this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to commemorate the beginning of my 'Chinese' New Year Resolution, I bring you a newly designed skin for my blog - The Beginning of an Eternity 0.9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-629581777824676129?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/629581777824676129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=629581777824676129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/629581777824676129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/629581777824676129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2009/01/beginning-of-eternity-09.html' title='The Beginning of an Eternity 0.9'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-7496341701476785629</id><published>2008-10-24T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T05:26:06.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Azminag Sftuf</title><content type='html'>I  cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht  oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is  taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset  can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a  porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey  lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig  huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-7496341701476785629?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/7496341701476785629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=7496341701476785629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7496341701476785629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7496341701476785629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/10/azminag-sftuf.html' title='Azminag Sftuf'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-5968041151132512289</id><published>2008-10-21T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T01:55:44.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melody, then lyrics</title><content type='html'>I will consider knowing its lyrics only when the melody is attractive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-5968041151132512289?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/5968041151132512289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=5968041151132512289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5968041151132512289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5968041151132512289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/10/melody-then-lyrics.html' title='melody, then lyrics'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-4410482363960009610</id><published>2008-09-26T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:28:17.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~EEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nba.com/media/rmccants_400_080226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.nba.com/media/rmccants_400_080226.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE LI'L SISSY???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-4410482363960009610?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/4410482363960009610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=4410482363960009610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/4410482363960009610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/4410482363960009610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/09/eee.html' title='~EEE'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-2334679483608595013</id><published>2008-08-07T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:51:14.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTICE</title><content type='html'>Yo! Pow Inc will be inactive for a period of time due to technical difficulties (Project's Day's Favourite Excuse)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-2334679483608595013?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/2334679483608595013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=2334679483608595013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/2334679483608595013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/2334679483608595013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/08/notice.html' title='NOTICE'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-7274237391055008278</id><published>2008-06-30T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:46:52.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The End of My Working Life</title><content type='html'>The title says it all, I am quitting this week, full stop. You can't stop me, boss. After working for 7 months straight for the year 2008, I have officially submitted my letter of resignation, ending my working life in a not-so-happy ending. It's ironic to see that I, as a part time designer, is the longest working staff in the office, even the permanent staff members left me earlier. This tells a lot about my boss indeed, but i am not going to waste my time explaining how incapable he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's always politics everywhere, so long as the group consists more that 2 people, the politics exist. And the politics in the office are the darkest i have seen (so far). I have witnessed the politics in the kindergarten, the school, and the JC, of how one fought against each other to gain a rightful (or not rightful) place in the environment, be it CCA, subject rep or whatever. But the politics in the office are much more brutal and nightmarish than you would expect: Boss trying to 挑拨离间,  workers from the same rank trying to backstab each other, superiors trying to claim the credit, accountants trying to cheat. The bottomline is - do not even try to think that the coffee aunty will not backstab you, trust me, she will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is just the beginning, there's still a long long way to go. Soon, I will graduate from the uni and i will join the work force again. Soon, I will be back to fight against the evil forces &gt;: )   Jiayoubah (hmm, this sounds familiar)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-7274237391055008278?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/7274237391055008278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=7274237391055008278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7274237391055008278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7274237391055008278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-my-working-life.html' title='The End of My Working Life'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-3191790690756680955</id><published>2008-06-17T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:01:40.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expression'/><title type='text'>旧事</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;只要给一苗火光&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;眼前就变成港湾&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;谁藏匿欲言又止的渴望&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;夜的手指&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;轻轻一碰就渲染&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我那沉默的心慌&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;曾有个人来解放&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;没料到爱过了一生不忘&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;后来感叹相会的夜太匆忙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你还欠我一个深深的拥抱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;解释的眼光&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;所以我不停回头盼望&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;只是在每个思念的夜晚&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;哀伤编成网&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;夜从此又黑又漫长&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我那沉默的心慌&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;曾有个人来解放&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;没料到爱过了一生不忘&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;后来感叹夜总是太匆忙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-sometime in 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-3191790690756680955?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/3191790690756680955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=3191790690756680955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3191790690756680955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3191790690756680955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='旧事'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-800149042362580855</id><published>2008-06-12T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:57:31.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>y02chs158 in Transition</title><content type='html'>Frankly speaking, most of my personalites and identiy were scultped by the Chinese High School back then in 2002. I am no one if it wasn't for the school who helped shape my identity. I could have been another ah beng or ah seng if I were to stay in Malaysia for 6 years. No offense to fellow Malaysians, but face the truth - if you are gonna stay in such an environment where there are so many bad influences for 6 years of your secondary education, it's hard to be clean, unless you are a lotus. I simply couldn't imagine myself being an ah beng smoking around the corner and then walk around in gangs beating up pple that you do not like. A mere persuasion by Wai Fung could make me pon lessons for street soccer, let alone a whole gang of ah bengs asking me to join the Ah Long Pte Ltd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I was given a user ID which spent the rest of the 4 years of my entire secondary education with me, y02chs158. Some may regard this user ID as an insignificant part of their life, but to me, y02chs158 gave me something i didn't have in the past, an identity that made me one of the students of the old school, it bears the name "CHS" in which the current Hwachong students are no longer privileged to own it. It's more precious than a school badge, it gives me the access to the internet, the EMB (SMB), the VLE (iVLE), etc, and it is essentially my identity on the web. y02chs158 was the ID for whatever that's related to the internet, be it Project's Day website submission, internet log in, sabbaticals and stuff. Of course, it's also my username for Counterstrike and Battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is absolutely fun to use y02chsXXX as your codename. I even managed to remember most of my closest friends' ID that time. For example, Yunzhou's ID: y02chs156 (in case you don't know, refer to his email address, lol), etc. Imagine the whole CT team in the Counterstrike using y02chsxxx as your codename, how fun would that be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the name could no longer follow me to my tertiary education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have another ID which will replace y02chs158, and y02chs158 will cease to function as my long-time ID, just like my student pass. I have just received the mail from NTU that my new network ID is PO0001RN, and my email address is &lt;a href="mailto:PO0001RN@ntu.edu.sg"&gt;PO0001RN@ntu.edu.sg&lt;/a&gt;, and that's just sound so wrong, so wrong that when you receive a mail by &lt;a href="mailto:PO0001RN@ntu.edu.sg"&gt;PO0001RN@ntu.edu.sg&lt;/a&gt; asking for help, you would straightaway dump it into the junk mail. I know my surname is Pow, so I guess the breakdown of my user ID is probably like: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PO&lt;/span&gt;W,serial number of student having this surname: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;0001&lt;/span&gt;, 2 random alphabetical code: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. And that gives you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PO0001RN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well done, y02chs158, you are now called PO0001RN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not omit the "0001"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-800149042362580855?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/800149042362580855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=800149042362580855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/800149042362580855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/800149042362580855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/06/y02chs158-in-transition.html' title='y02chs158 in Transition'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-1291809449918270621</id><published>2008-06-07T20:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:46:57.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy a car? You wish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As the world's energy supplies are starting to get Effed up, the price of the fuel has skyrocketted beyond my imagination. Things are changing too fast these few years. It ain't like this 10 years ago, my dad could fill up his Corolla to full tank with RM50, but now it could only get you less than half tank. It gets better, the smart government has recently started to lift off the petrol subsidy, though the act has not triggered a massive riot like what happened in the Indonesia (only about 100 people protested at KL), the implication of the price hike is bigger than what people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the predicted all-out inflation due to cost-push and the rise of public transportation cost due to the fact that the price of diesel rose more than the petrol does, the automotive industry is definitely going to get hurt. And by the time the government has fully lifted off the subsidy, they will realise that they are shooting at their own feet - the national carmaker, aka the Electron is going to suffer real bad, especially when their cars fuel efficiency are not that good in the first place. And what are they going to do this time? Introduce a tougher AP system? Sell the company to Volkswagen again? Whatever, it's not that i cared about it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the urgency of the problem has resurfaced once again. People are concerned about the scarcity of the fuel. While many companies are introducing their hybrid cars which are more fuel efficient, the cars are still relying on fuel, and by the time the fuel are depleted in 20XX, these cars are nothing but some artifacts from the old world. Of course, one would say there are already cars that don't use fuel, but those cars are powerless and expensive, hence they are not made affordable to the masses. So it takes time to become affordable to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One particular concept came to my mind, nuclear-powered car. It's not a new concept though, the concept came out half a century ago when the Ford company introduced the Ford Nucleon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ford Nucleon was a nuclear-powered concept car developed by Ford Motor Company in 1958. No operational models were built. The design did not include an internal-combustion engine, rather, a vehicle was to be powered by a small nuclear reactor in the rear of the vehicle. The vehicle featured a power capsule suspended between twin booms at the rear. The capsule, which would contain radioactive core for motive power, was designed to be easily interchangeable, according to performance needs and the distances to be traveled. It was said that cars like the Nucleon would be able to travel 8000 km (5,000 miles) or more, depending on the size of the core, without recharging. Instead, at the end of the core's life they would be taken to a charging station, which research designers envisioned as largely replacing gas stations. Cool eh? But the car was never built and never went into production, and it remains an icon of the Atomic Age of the 1950s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/e/e8/Ford_Nucleon.jpg/300px-Ford_Nucleon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where do you put your children and your luggages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still, nuclear-powered car is not feasible because it's too vulnerable and it can be used as weapons by those terrorists. So the nuclear car is out of question. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought of getting my first car when I turn 30 years old, but the cost of having a car is going to be astronomical by 2019. The prospect of getting one is daunting, will I still be able to buy a car by then? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210423672235922610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SE8kuVDolLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DfnvAcQyb9c/s400/image001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time to save fuel, teach the car how to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-1291809449918270621?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/1291809449918270621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=1291809449918270621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1291809449918270621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1291809449918270621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/06/wheres-my-car.html' title='Buy a car? You wish.'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SE8kuVDolLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DfnvAcQyb9c/s72-c/image001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-5019090124708761527</id><published>2008-05-30T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:20:21.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>ASEAN SCHOLARSHIP</title><content type='html'>Dear Pow Ying Hern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application No: A00038021&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are pleased to inform you that you have been awarded ASEAN UNDERGRADUATE SCHOLARSHIP to pursue your undergraduate course at Nanyang Technological University commencing for Academic Year 2008-09. The letter of offer will be given by sent to you separately by post. Please let us know your decision whether you wish to accept our offer on-line at &lt;a href="https://wis.ntu.edu.sg/pls/webexe/isr_check_schlr_status.login"&gt;https://wis.ntu.edu.sg/pls/webexe/isr_check_schlr_status.login&lt;/a&gt; by 02 June 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Associate Professor Loh Nee Lam&lt;br /&gt;Dean of Admissions&lt;br /&gt;Chairman,&lt;br /&gt;Scholarships Committee&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang Technological University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, Steve, you wanna fake me at least type the real application number la, A00036246&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-5019090124708761527?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/5019090124708761527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=5019090124708761527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5019090124708761527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5019090124708761527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/05/asean-scholarship.html' title='ASEAN SCHOLARSHIP'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-7484467005523664475</id><published>2008-05-28T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:26:05.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Taking a Break</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it's good to take a break, if not you will die of fatigueness. I ponned work today without informing my boss. Nice. Because i see no reason going back and facebook all day while dozing off because it's really boring. But it's fun to keep chatting with Steve how sian the working life is. I shall post the part II as soon as i got the photos, hang in there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-7484467005523664475?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/7484467005523664475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=7484467005523664475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7484467005523664475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7484467005523664475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/05/taking-break.html' title='Taking a Break'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-271878650279865673</id><published>2008-05-25T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:41:38.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Malaysia is more technologically advanced</title><content type='html'>Why? listen to this story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Kuan Yew, George W. Bush and Abdullah met to boast about their country's technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Kuan Yew took a spade and dug on singapore soil. 10 metres deep, he hit a wire. "Look, 10 years ago, Singapore already had telephone lines!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George W. Bush took a spade and dug on american soil. 20 metres deep, he hit a wire. "Look, 20 years ago, America already had Internet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdullah took a spade, and dug and dug and dug. he dug 50 metres deep, and there was nothing. "Look, 50 years ago, Malaysia had wireless!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-271878650279865673?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/271878650279865673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=271878650279865673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/271878650279865673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/271878650279865673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/05/malaysia-is-more-technologically.html' title='Malaysia is more technologically advanced'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-9039832944885635763</id><published>2008-05-24T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:08:16.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AEP Gathering/ Ms. Kee (informal) Farewell Party Part I</title><content type='html'>Today is kinda fun. I didn't expect so many AEP classmates to turn up. All turned up except Claire Poh and Tianyu. The place was at Charmaine's house, which is kinda far away from Novena MRT, I think if she walks to novena MRT everyday she will be very 苗条 in a very short time. Charmaine, ewe can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had caterred food for dinner, it's tastier than ISS and 燕阁 combined, well it's not that hard to be tastier than them anyway. But you know what i mean. I was amazed that many of us are wearing black shirt/blouse without telling each other before hand, until i walked to the swimming pool, oh, now i know why, haha. But i didn't see that coming eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about our future plans and visions. It's great to meet up with them after so many months. But what actually shocks me is that Zhengyou has lost 20KG and Kar Weng has lost 10KG! Me? GAINED 10KG, and now Zhengyou is even lighter than me!?  I guess i should work harder on it! damn, 12KG to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the Part II, there will be photos :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-9039832944885635763?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/9039832944885635763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=9039832944885635763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/9039832944885635763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/9039832944885635763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/05/aep-gathering-ms-kee-informal-farewell.html' title='AEP Gathering/ Ms. Kee (informal) Farewell Party Part I'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-951843669215703777</id><published>2008-05-19T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T13:40:53.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>handwriting analysis</title><content type='html'>Ying Hern uses judgment to make decisions. He is ruled by his head, not his heart. He is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see him as unemotional. He does have emotions but has no need to express them. He is withdrawn into himself and enjoys being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The circumstances when Ying Hern does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets him mad enough to tell him off, he will not be sorry about it later. He puts a mark in his mind when someone angers him. He keeps track of these marks and when he hits that last mark he will let them know they have gone too far. He is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All his conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. He is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, he has poise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying Hern will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. He would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, he will show his love by the things he does rather than by the things he says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because he feels his mate should already know. The only exception to this is if he has logically concluded that it is best for his mate to hear him express his love verbally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying Hern is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to him, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of his sound judgment. He will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. He will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and he will always ask "Is this best for me?"&lt;br /&gt; People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Ying Hern doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ying Hern is talkative. He enjoys talking and socializing. He may talk when there is absolutely nothing important to say. He enjoys speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Diplomacy is one of Ying Hern's best attributes. He has the ability to say what others want to hear. He can have tact with others. He has the ability to state things in such a way as to not offend someone else. Ying Hern can disagree without being disagreeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Because Ying Hern has zigzagged shaped 'm' and 'n' hump, Ying Hern is an analytical thinker. His mind sifts and examines facts. He interprets all facts by separating them, breaking them down, and organizing them from a critical point of view. This pattern of clarifying facts contributes to his strong reasoning ability. Ying Hern's mind is constantly analyzing all situations that he encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ying Hern has very high goals. He has many big dreams that will be difficult to make happen. One way for Ying Hern to make these dreams become reality is to surround himself with people that do not have as much "vision", but have the ability to see these projects through. Sometimes he has a new and better dream every day, thus forgetting about yesterday's plans. Ying Hern's plans can be extremely successful only if he sees them through. He dreams of great things. Ying Hern will be more successful if he sets his goals more realistically. His goals are so high that he will have a hard time reaching them. It only takes a small stroke adjustment to bring these dreams from the dream stage to reality. He is self confident. He believes these dreams can be achieved and he is the person to do it. This belief in himself leads him to over-sell his abilities. He is capable of great things, just not always as great as he makes them seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One way Ying Hern punishes himself is self directed sarcasm. He is a very sarcastic person. Often this sarcasm and "sharp tongued" behavior is directed at himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ying Hern is very self-sufficient. He is trying not to need anyone. He is capable of making it on his own. He probably wants and enjoys people, but he doesn't "need" them. He can be a loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Something is incomplete in Ying Hern's life. He feels frustration relating to his physical needs and desires. Somewhere in his life there is some disappointment, non-fulfillment, and interruption. This is very likely to relate to Ying Hern's sexual needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ying Hern is very selective when choosing his inner circle of friends. He excludes all but a few from his fellowship. He limits his intimate friends to one or maybe two people. He tends not to trust the masses of people but chooses only a few to trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ying Hern is constantly disappointed when trying to reach success. He works very hard, perhaps harder than most, then just before succeeding, something happens that keeps him from success. Often, Ying Hern changes to a second project just before the first one is finished, thus failing to complete the first project. Sometimes he changes because he feels he needs a different challenge. Ying Hern feels dejected. This feeling relates to his failures. This trait is very important in a working situation and in a relationship. He must be handled in a very special way to get the most work from him or to make a relationship last. Concerning this trait, personality modification is available to change his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ying Hern has difficulty trusting anyone. In fact, he trusts no one completely. This is a result of his trust being betrayed in the past. He has closed up, thus ceasing to allow close friendships. Ying Hern truly wants close friends and desires physical relationships, but he fears he will get hurt, again. He is lonely, yet has a crying need for close friends. This trait can cause much unhappiness. However, it can be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ying Hern is selective when picking friends. He does not trust everyone. He has a select group of people that are truly close to him, usually two or three. He is careful when choosing his inner circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ying Hern has a very unusual lower zone y loop. If the data input is correct, Ying Hern's y or g is large and opens up to the left side of the page. This is not a common trait, but the implications are very interesting. As you begin to study handwriting analysis, you will learn any loop indicates imagination. This lower loop indicates the amount of imagination Ying Hern has regarding sex and physical things. So, his lower zone stroke is large, so his sexual imagination is large and open. Furthermore, because the loop is incomplete and extends to the left, this indicates a particular fascination with certain aspects of sexuality that have not been fulfilled, yet. In a nutshell, Ying Hern is open to some very new ideas sexually and is willing to try anything once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Ying Hern has a very unusual lower zone y loop. If the data input is correct, Ying Hern's y or g is large and has triangle shape to the lower loop. This is not a common trait, but the implications are very interesting. As you begin to study handwriting analysis, you will learn any loop indicates imagination. This lower loop indicates the amount of imagination Ying Hern has regarding sex and physical things. His lower zone stroke is large, so his sexual imagination is large and open. Furthermore, because the loop has a triangle shape, this indicates a particular curiosity with certain aspects of sexuality. In a nutshell, Ying Hern is open to some very new ideas sexually and is willing to try anything once. I'd say Ying Hern is quite a dynamic and playful lover. Watch out world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go &lt;a href="http://handwritingwizard.com/analysis.php"&gt;http://handwritingwizard.com/analysis.php&lt;/a&gt; to get your analysis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-951843669215703777?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/951843669215703777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=951843669215703777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/951843669215703777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/951843669215703777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/05/handwriting-analysis.html' title='handwriting analysis'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-1068101642895787019</id><published>2008-05-16T14:47:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T17:54:33.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I AM PATRIOTIC AND I AM SYMPATHETIC"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am starting to get annoyed by the little emoticon "(L) CHINA" when the craze first started. Tell me, what's the significance of putting it in? To show that you are patriotic? To show that you still support the CCP? To show that you are against the Tibet Freedom? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not putting the "(L) CHINA" WILL NOT make you an un-patriotic person, nor it will make you a separatist or someone who supports Tibet Freedom. Furthermore, I get even more furious when i see tons of these XYZs (who are gonna stay in the United States and won't be returning to their motherland) putting the damn "(L) CHINA" on their MSN. I doubt your sincerity and patriotism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Again, this reminds me of this notorious comment made by one of the MP/PM&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i chose not to disclose the names, otherwise you won't be seeing me blogging next week, i will in the cell writing Mein Kampf)&lt;/span&gt; who said: "The Malaysian Chinese are not patriotic because they never waved their flags &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(plus never put flags on their rooftop and cars and never wear shirts with national flag and never sing national anthem and never tattoo national flag and during the National day and ....blah blah blah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, whereas the Malays are so patriotic that they have waved their flags and sang the national anthem loudly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wa, very patriotic right. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don’t like physical symbols of supposed patriotism. Anyone can wave a flag, the same goes to the "(L) CHINA". To me, patriotism means treating your country like how you treat your parents. Our parents raise us from birth and though we may not agree on certain things, we accept them for who they are. True patriotism comes from the heart and it should not be forced upon. Waving flags and erecting them in your homes and cars, do not make you more patriotic than those who work hard (and paid a lion's share of the income tax) for the nation and live peacefully. In fact, outward display of symbols is seen as a sign of arrogance and narcissism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of the articles of the Bernama argued that “Anyone can wave a Malaysian flag or march in a National Day parade but this does not necessarily mean that he or she is a patriot. And conversely, the fact that someone refrains from such actions does not mean that he or she is unpatriotic.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dato’ Donald Lim, the Timbalan Menteri Penerangan said that "Patriotism is a live sense of responsibility. Being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTANGIBLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it concerns the spirit, emotion and the love for the country and with them would come one's desire, determination, confidence and courage to work for the betterment of the nation."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://image.onlylady.com/attachments/day_080417/hello1_HJbJRBdnWAGi.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed wholly with him. And that brings us to another event which happened recently- the 7.8 Earthquake in China. Lots of People died or trapped under the rubble, and both the government and the NGOs are trying their best to help the victims, be it food supply, medicine via airlift, donation etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some people made the same stupid mistake again. Now they are putting another (F), or otherwise a flower emoticon in front of their msn nick, When i asked them "for what"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to show that you are concerned for the well being of those victims la, duh!" said XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to puke. Now what? "(F) (L) CHINA"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as good as telling your whole msn social network that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I AM PATRIOTIC AND I AM SYMPATHETIC"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am utterly disappointed with them. Do you think you have saved them by typing a mere "(F)"? Do you think you will be classified as one of the sympathetic few? Let me tell you (although it's rhetorical), it isn't! If you are really sympathetic about them and you want to do something about it, then be part of the action! Be philantropy, make an effort to donate your money and save them! Don't just sit there and type "(F)" in front of your msn nick, thinking that electricity can save them! YOU MUST ACT!&lt;br /&gt;I have donated my money, HAVE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-1068101642895787019?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/1068101642895787019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=1068101642895787019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1068101642895787019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1068101642895787019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-patriotic-and-i-am-sympathetic.html' title='&quot;I AM PATRIOTIC AND I AM SYMPATHETIC&quot;'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-7398822765564643790</id><published>2008-05-15T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:46:57.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>FLJJBDL Pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SCwBi1o-rzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zOe-V4CuiH8/s1600-h/BABY+PLEDGE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200533367732219698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SCwBi1o-rzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zOe-V4CuiH8/s400/BABY+PLEDGE.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a picture says a thousand words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-7398822765564643790?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/7398822765564643790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=7398822765564643790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7398822765564643790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/7398822765564643790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/05/fljjbdl-pissed.html' title='FLJJBDL Pissed'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SCwBi1o-rzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zOe-V4CuiH8/s72-c/BABY+PLEDGE.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-8120364442644576594</id><published>2008-05-14T10:30:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:40:47.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><title type='text'>An Irritating Truth</title><content type='html'>Life's really mundane, to the extent that i am trying to play some old games that i haven't been playing for ages, i.e. Red Alert 2. But anyway, now I have taken the NUS aptitude test and it hasn't changed my life either because I WASN'T selected for the NUS industrial art's interview. That's sad for me because only mingjie is selected for the interview, the rest of the AEP weren't even selected for the interview, sigh, so I must conclude that AEP is a big fai...... wait a minute, what does this sentence mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"* Students whose names are not in the interview list are &lt;strong&gt;not required&lt;/strong&gt; to attend the interview. The Office of Admission will notify you the outcome of your application in due course. Thank you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohhhh, now i know why, LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Err, yeah. That means if you are already qualified for the test, you are &lt;strong&gt;not required&lt;/strong&gt; to attend the interview. Jiayou! Cherngchu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I kept dozing off during work these few days because I only had little sleep =_= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really want to play computer games....but no time to do so because of some random organisation who keeps exploiting my talent for free. Grr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I sound like a kid who likes to whine about anything but i really can't take it anymore. I shall tell you the whole story about it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was asked by my friend to help her friend to "beautify" a website (yeah, BEAUTIFY) which involves remaking of a navigation bar. I promised to help her reluctantly because I am occupied with my own job, my portfolio making etc. What's more, I don't reject one's pleading for help especially if he/she's my friend. So I approached the organisation to offer my help. And that person told me to "beautify" the site and i was like "huh, i thought i am only supposed to beautify the nav bar only 的?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"haha, it's up to you lah, as long as you make it look nice can already lah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow, so liberal wor. I knew it wasn't going to be that easy. The website was done by the other guy, so i had to decipher the code and re-engineer it. It took me a couple of hours on it. So i finished my task, and i showed it to the person in charge. She said it looks okay, but when the chairman came to look at it he asked me to revamp the whole site, in other words, to start a website anew! And he demanded me to finish it by the next day because "their project is very urgent". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey, I am not even part of the team and i saw no reason why i should do it, so i "negotiated" with them to submit the design in 3 days. Still, it's very packed up because to finish a website in 3 days is impossible when you still have to work in the day. I ended up sleeping at 3am for 3 days straight, and on one ocassion, i even fainted on the bus while i was on the way home. I complained it to the person-in-charge and she said "oh, we are very busy too, we always sleep at 1am"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, yes, you are busy. Because you ought to be busy what! You are in the team leh, and I am not even part of the group and i (totally) have no obligation to work for you. I wanted to quit but i finished the site anyway. Of course, they were impressed by the site and the chairman was very happy with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So now you think i could finally rest in peace? NO, you are completely wrong, the real shit has just only begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The next day, I was invited by the chairman to join the Exco as a "token of appreciation" and "gratitude". Well, the implication is pretty much clear - I am too useful and too easy to exploit, therefore they want to "keep" me by assigning me a post called "webmaster". It's 齐天大圣 in chinese in case you don't know. Great, so now i am stuck in this shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A series of nightmares started to come:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 4: "err, can help me change this layout, add the image, i want you to add one more nav button"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 5: "hihi, change the image to this instead"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 6: "i think you should use this image, sorry for troubling you, xinkunile XD"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 7: "can add one more page? put this content in, oh yeah, can make the homepage nicer? some members requested it de, just a suggestion la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(...."just a suggestion" hor? what if i don't do it? The chairman will still come and demand it to be done immediately =_=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 8: the chairman came, showed me a site which i reckoned that the site could have cost the company $5K or more. "hmm, maybe we can do a website like that, just a suggestion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Again, "just a suggestion" hor? And what the hell is "WE can do a website like that"? WE? I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS BEEN DOING THE WEBSITE ALONE ALL THE WHILE.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 9: "eh, sorry hor, can edit the date and this and this and put up the info and ....and...and..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 10 ....so on and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I have been changing and editing over and over again. What really annoyed me is that, they thought the effort made to amend those stuff were easy and shouldn't take too much time. I really wanted to shoot them in their cranium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FUCK YOU NYEC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The opportunity cost of this is large, because i am forced to put this thing on my first priority, and yet i am not paid for this. I know i shouldn't be materialistic here but this is really ridiculous. Seriously, WTF? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am gonna retract my love for website making if this happens again, I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-8120364442644576594?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/8120364442644576594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=8120364442644576594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/8120364442644576594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/8120364442644576594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/05/irritating-truth.html' title='An Irritating Truth'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-1332627635625467366</id><published>2008-05-09T23:22:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T10:35:09.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'>无题</title><content type='html'>My life has been almost the same for these 2 weeks, and hence I couldn't find any topic to start with. I will be having an aptitude test at NUS tomorrow for the Industrial Design though, which is nothing but to test your aesthetic skills. Sigh, it has been so repetitive for the past two weeks of my life, just work, work work and work. I am starting to get bored of this but what can I do? And by the time I am home it's already at night. And you are asked by some random organisation to do some saigung website like a slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so now we have something to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being quite adapted to the design industry, there are two things i hated the most when it comes to webpage making- 1) INCONSISTENT IDEA and 2)"ARTISTIC FREEDOM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The first one is something you can't do anything about it. providing website making services is the same as selling something to a customer, the customer is always right, even if he/she is being unreasonable, because you have to sell the thing to him/her ultimately, and hence, the consumer sovereignty. Making a webpage for a customer is quite sian, because you will need them to provide you all the necessary details, and then you will compile all of them and put them into your self-designed webpage. But the problem comes now. The information or the data they gave you are not final and there will always be a lot of changes, be it minor or major ones. And now here comes the big big problem, making those changes are not always as easy as you think, even changing some wording or adding a few more tabs will alter the entire layout and it requires unfair effort to amend the changes. And I seriously think that it's necessary to educate those bastards that such changes are hard and tedious so do not take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This is perhaps, the most undesirable thing to hear. When you are asked to do a website, the first thing you would want to clarify with your customer is the theme and the style of the website. Often, the customer will give you a specific style with no clear instructions, that's acceptable, at least you still have a clear path to go. But the ones who acted as if he/she is very liberal will say shits like "oh, it's up to your artistic freedom, please 发挥你的才华". Thanks, you are just clueless of what your website should be. And when i finished the design, he/she would come and see it, and then he/she would give very harsh comments and that would mean a major or complete overhaul is needed! I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I declined the students' offer for some financial reward. But please, that doesn't mean that you can make utter exploitations on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, people, please be considerate on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I don't understand why I am actually blogging this when I am having a crisis. I am having heart attack now, so I shall not write anymore, 就此停笔.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-1332627635625467366?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/1332627635625467366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=1332627635625467366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1332627635625467366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1332627635625467366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='无题'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-1961145291006063808</id><published>2008-04-17T08:36:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:46:58.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4896</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went back to Malaysia last Friday and I realised that I am becoming more and more Singaporeanised. What does that mean, you say? Well, I am refering to the way I speak, and the language I speak. My Bahasa has definitely deteriorated to the extent that now I could only converse with the ah Moi at the McDonalds in Malaysia. So now the only Malay sentences I can say are: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya nak itu, itu, itu dan itu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ber...rapa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh okay" (oops, that's english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Bagi receipt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"terima kasih"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"sayonara" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above sentences I said are REAL when i talked to this young Malay girl at MD at Holiday Plaza, I wanted to buy Big Mac, Milkshakes, McFlurry and Apple Pie. Oh, "sayonara" is Jap hor... damn. I said it accidentally when i left the counter. =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life in JB is still the same, just that I see more police patrols and MORE drunk 印度 robbers. In general, JB is as safe as Vice City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192002974871342754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SA2zMn36TqI/AAAAAAAAABs/yZ_dX-hZhII/s400/GTAJB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GTA Johor Bahru? Why not. I am going to set up Pow Star when I graduate and take over the franchise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One of the most obvious changes is my grasp of Chinese language. My Chinese standard has reached an alarming level. I can't seem to write some hard, more-than-20-stroke words. Fortunately, I forgot how to write the word “馨”, the word just creeps me out whenever i see it. Besides that, I seem to have a little problem in forming a complete sentence in chinese, awesome. (to Daoteng: I wonder what will happen to my language if i were to serve NS =P)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But worst of all, I seem to have cultural shock with my own culture. Does that make any sense? No, I don't either. I will try to explain to you, my fellow brethren. I feel like an alien when I talk to my siblings, everything seems to be so different and unfamiliar to me. The way they dress, they way they speak are so, um, simply put, Malaysian. Yes, Malaysian. That means I have been growing more and more localised as the time goes by. I am no longer speaking chinese with Malaysian accent properly anymore (but that's not something I should be sad of), and that shows how detached I am from my country, my family, and my 麻坡的华语. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sigh, let's set those sad stuffs aside. Today I am going to talk about Malaysian's Chinese, in this case, the language. When we talk about Malaysian Mandarin, one would immediately think of the unique accent we possess. Many Singaporeans tried to imitate the accent, but failed to do so. And I doubt Zhi Xiong can master it one day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Apparently, there are several "factions" in Malaysia, and there are 2 major divisions, dividing the penisular into north and south. The north, led by Penang Island, speaks the language in their own way. Imagine you are playing piano, say C major. Now, play the C major with all the notes up with one key, and now you are officially playing the "North's Way". Similarly, say "四四方方" as "accurately" as you can. And then try to say it with one key up, and now you are saying the "North's Way".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The people from the south are directly the opposite. They speak with one key down. Just try my method and find out. KL people and JB people are different, you can't determine the accent they possess, apparently all the people around the world (or the provinces) are rushing towards here to work, be it Cantonese, Hokkien, Teochew, Hakka, etc. Hence, their accents are mixed and cannot be determined.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Muar, dun dun dun dun, is perhaps the most ultimate of all. This is because their accent is unique and often accompanied with slang or 语病. They speak with some words up by one key and some words down by one key. And their slang and 语病 are even more interesting. Phrases like: "死爸够力" (try to say 4896 in Hokkien), "几够力一下"，"哇兰"(the ancestor of the word "walao") can make you confused for all day long. The phrase "几够力" is perhaps one of the most具代表性的phrase.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"几够力" can mean a lot of things: sign of "imba"ness, "How strong", "Oh dear", "You/I/We are doomed", "very effective", "very nice", "very shitty". Sometimes, you may even use it as a form of exclamation, for example: "够力! 你还没有抄完我的功课!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191981598819110498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SA2fwX36TmI/AAAAAAAAABM/GfUXrGZxaZk/s320/Lada_2101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SA2hIn36ToI/AAAAAAAAABc/ksbYBHAcQl8/s1600-h/16kdxdk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191983114942566018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SA2hIn36ToI/AAAAAAAAABc/ksbYBHAcQl8/s400/16kdxdk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The word is so popular that even the Soviets' Lada was named after it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In case you still can't get an image out in your mind about the "factions" in Malaysia, here's a map i made to aide you: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191984235929030290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SA2iJ336TpI/AAAAAAAAABk/r5cIZ9zD_WM/s400/malaysia-overview-map2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I know, "Malaysian accent" is so notoriously funny and when one exhibits that trait (露出“马”脚), people would look at him funny. But one should not mock at other's accent, because there is no such thing as standard Chinese. 《麻坡的华语》歌手凌志( His english name is Lexus) once rapped "语言没有标准性，只有地方性", 此rap得以言之. Do you think Singaporeans speak the most "standard" chinese? Do you think there is no accent? Obviously no, it's just that you can't tell. Malaysians also cannot tell that they are possessing any accent what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Again, do you really think the Taiwanese are speaking standard Chinese? No. The word "standard" is perceptive, Singaporeans think their Chinese is standard, Malaysians think there is nothing wrong about their Chinese, Taiwanese argue that their Chinese is the most accurate of all. The PRCs claim their Chinese is the most primal and therefore their Chinese should the most standard one. In this case, the Mainland wins. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;操... 几够力.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-1961145291006063808?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/1961145291006063808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=1961145291006063808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1961145291006063808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1961145291006063808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/04/4896.html' title='4896'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iZ3Vc6ADiDI/SA2zMn36TqI/AAAAAAAAABs/yZ_dX-hZhII/s72-c/GTAJB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-1092756289195026325</id><published>2008-04-15T09:32:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:44:53.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>载不动，许多愁</title><content type='html'>I hate Monday, and I hate Tuesday. No, I hate weekdays. Waking up early has never been so hard before, and when you think it is of no difference between work and school, you'd be wrong. This is because it is more taxing on your energy while working in Paya Lebar (+ Bukit Timah) than studying in Bukit Timah. And by the time you are home it's like 7++ already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's the about the same time you got home everyday from school what..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes. Being an Art student (hello, I am really one) is tough because of the odd subject combi. My subject combi. are LEP, AEP, Math, and Econs (LAME) which will really render you a lame person after the school. To listen for 2-3 hours to our poor Ms. Kee, who's going through art history isn't 盖的. And when the lesson ended with the sun still in the sky, Zhengyou and I would cry for joy, something like "Pow, we m..made it! sobs*" "pat* pat* yes, Zhengyou, we made it, we are going home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds as if we are POWs of the Auschwitz who survived WW2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not until we realise that there's still Practical lesson to go on T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But such pain is nothing. It's nothing when you compare it to work, particularly in relief teaching. Although the lesson only lasts for a mere 2 hours and 40 minutes, but you will spend the other 5 more hours just to prepare and brainstorm whatever you are going to teach later, and the anxiety of how to tame those students will freak you out, especially for those lower sec students. They are really kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you finish your lesson you are supposed to shut down everything and clear the room yourself (they simply didn't listen to my instructions). And then you will have to wait until you have fulfilled the 5.5 hours quota, so that you can leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a National Geographic documentary film each time i am trying to wake up. Really. I struggled like a newly born butterfly trying to emerge from its pupal. And even if i am already awake, I barely move. Again it's just like a newly-emerged butterfly which can't fly until the wings are unfolded, and has to spend some time inflating its wings with blood and letting them dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I feel more exhausted recently, probably because of many worries- worry about my Uni application, worry about my future, worry about my expenditure, worry about the unexpected outcome and many other uncertainties. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And about Zhu Chuan too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闻说东海风尚好，也拟骑铁马。只恐滩上骑铁马，载不动，许多愁&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-1092756289195026325?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/1092756289195026325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=1092756289195026325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1092756289195026325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/1092756289195026325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_15.html' title='载不动，许多愁'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-3164018148279906113</id><published>2008-04-12T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:22:12.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><title type='text'>Feed my Koi</title><content type='html'>Well, this is a small widget designed by Google. I have always liked this, because it simulates what the koi would react when i put my finger on the surface of the water (aka cursor), and they'd chase after it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is when you click upon the pond- you will feed them with fish food, and they will rush over the place and 争先恐后的 snatch those fish food. And when they finished the food they'd go over to where your cursor is and wait for you to give them food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend my day doing it when i am idling in my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唉，这些鱼，像人.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为食物而四处奔波，不顾一切，怎样也得对给你米饭的主人低声下气.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE MY JOB. I have to always listen to them, despite how unfavorable the job is, because they are afterall, the people who give me the bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why am I whining about this? Because I woke up at 10 today and forgot to work :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-3164018148279906113?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/3164018148279906113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=3164018148279906113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3164018148279906113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/3164018148279906113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/04/feed-my-koi.html' title='Feed my Koi'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-5073328318560843177</id><published>2008-04-10T22:40:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:27:51.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='鸟'/><title type='text'>The Longest Pant</title><content type='html'>I kept my promise and i wore more formally to school. All i hoped was to get the short pants to bow at me &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老天有眼，it was a rainy day so everyone had to walk along the corridor, and all the students would have to pass by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two short pants bowed and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rest of the students I encountered weren't so friendly- the long pants. Obviously they knew I was about the same age, if not 2 years older than them; or, they don't respect teachers at all. Their "do-not-provoke-me" gaze shocks me, and they seemed so distant to me, although I have went through that age before. After drawing several samples of those long pants, I have come to realise that there are basically 3 types of long pants:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The kind who act seh, and is stinky. Talks loudly to his friends and is completely oblivious of my presence. I am not talking about you, Vernon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The XYZs. Though some of them are not hostile, they certainly do not have any eye contact with other guys. As if they are thinking of something perpetually. Completely dao-ed me. Just because you are two years older than your peers and same age as me doesn't mean you are qualified not to bow at me, you XYZs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The hesitating ones. They are always hesitating whether to bow or not, and most of them just kept their heads low in the end, and it doesn't seem to me that they are bowing. So their stance is like an Ah pek walking. I know I still look very chubby and cute. Perhaps I don't look like a teacher at all. But hey, you not only chose not to bow at me, you even ignored Sunita, who was walking behind me!? Tsk tsk tsk. (but i forgave you on this exceptional case)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those wearing the long pants simply do not display the JTIGER value and they do not exhibit the maturity. I am not only talking about the bowing thing, I am recalling what our batch and the current sec 4 batch did and behaved themselves. What a shame to be a sec 4 in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder the College was so against it when the Sec 4s first wore the "long pants" in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Clarinda was always PMS-ing and kept reminding us that we are wearing the "college" uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Sec 4 AEP guys are much more better, though there are some "zhengyou"s (coined by JJ). But that will make the class more energetic and funny =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson was quite screwed up- the upper sec were having their chinese common test, so the lesson was delayed from 2pm to 4:30pm. Made me facebooking for the entire two and a half hours -_-. Still, I was quite impressed by the sec 4's determination and their endurance. I know they are exhausted after the test and yet they still came for the lesson at 4:30pm (till 6:30pm). So I let them watched a couple of great short movies (and some written assignments O_O )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their younger brothers weren't so disciplined. The whole sec 3 class just ponned my lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Kee asked me if I wanted to go to New York. My reaction was like "yeah, duh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think that a price tag of &lt;$3400 is fairly cheap for a 10-day trip, and you get to go with J. + your classmates, the deal is just too attractive to me. And then I looked at the list... oh! the classmates who might be going are: charmaine, shumin and ......yingdan!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yingdan???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should reconsider this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-5073328318560843177?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/5073328318560843177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=5073328318560843177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5073328318560843177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/5073328318560843177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/04/longest-pant.html' title='The Longest Pant'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-8754825575333182489</id><published>2008-04-08T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:15:26.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>傅假黄威</title><content type='html'>The second day of relief teaching. I went to Hwa Chong and asked Jeffrey to go for lunch together, but I ended up 打包ing Jap food from College and ate it at High School canteen with him. It was around 1.30pm so the canteen was very crowded. For once i get to eat together with teachers like Sunita Bodyline, Jianwei's Mother-in-law and a geog teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we talked like teachers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not exactly. We gossiped a lot. And the life of teachers in the office are even more interesting. I finally know how the teachers mark their SOVA paper- JJ asked AA what was the lowest mark given by AA, and then JJ gives that "n" mark to that person. But the lowest mark given was 1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jian Liang. I am so sorry that i was the one getting the 1 mark. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking around the campus has never been so fun before. Students with shorts will bow at Yow and Jeffrey. But not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiya, you wear like a techi guy what" says Jeffrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed. So, to make them bow at me I have decided to walk behind Jeffrey and shtudents will start to bow at me. What a nice idea, Pow! But the luxury didn't last long, Shan Chin went into the Lab before I even reach my staff office. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to wear long sleeves the next time I teach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-8754825575333182489?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/8754825575333182489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=8754825575333182489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/8754825575333182489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/8754825575333182489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='傅假黄威'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6494414072845265821.post-4114648501429079278</id><published>2008-03-20T22:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:51:30.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expression'/><title type='text'>Kiss Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby不要再哭泣&lt;br /&gt;这一幕多么熟悉&lt;br /&gt;紧握着你的手&lt;br /&gt;彼此都舍不得分离&lt;br /&gt;每一次想开口&lt;br /&gt;但不如保持安静&lt;br /&gt;给我一分钟专心&lt;br /&gt;好好欣赏你的美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福搭配悲伤&lt;br /&gt;痛是在我心交叉&lt;br /&gt;挫折的眼泪不能测试爱的重量&lt;br /&gt;付出的爱收不回&lt;br /&gt;还欠你的我不能给&lt;br /&gt;别把我心也带走&lt;br /&gt;去跟随&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一次和你分开&lt;br /&gt;深深的被你打败&lt;br /&gt;每一次放弃你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;痛苦难以释怀&lt;br /&gt;每一次和你分开&lt;br /&gt;每一次和你吻别&lt;br /&gt;爱情的滋味此刻我终于最明白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此刻我终于最明白&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6494414072845265821-4114648501429079278?l=powyinghern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/feeds/4114648501429079278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6494414072845265821&amp;postID=4114648501429079278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/4114648501429079278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6494414072845265821/posts/default/4114648501429079278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://powyinghern.blogspot.com/2008/03/kiss-goodbye.html' title='Kiss Goodbye'/><author><name>Pow Ying Hern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07037231782089416206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
