<?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-25846358</id><updated>2011-11-03T03:33:44.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts.my life.me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>517</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8492335299993610429</id><published>2011-11-01T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T21:24:37.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciao!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Oh this blog. Abandoned for so long even the chatbox has grown webs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Methinks it's time to start afresh. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;When I have the energy and stop doing nothing I shall create a new blog and start over. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Till then - live long and prosper ~Spock&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8492335299993610429?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8492335299993610429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8492335299993610429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8492335299993610429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8492335299993610429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2011/11/ciao.html' title='Ciao!'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-5150221927698748624</id><published>2011-08-07T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T22:22:01.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to apples</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am being sucked into the world of Apple consumerism. It is probably the most expensive form of consumerism ever. It's no wonder Steve Jobs is laughing all the way to the bank. Unfortunately no amount of money will be able to buy him his health, but that's another thing altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The iphone is probably one of the cleverest inventions of the decade. It has changed the way people think, the way people communicate...in fact it probably (ironically) caused the breakdown in communication - I see families sitting at tables not talking to each other but are busy texting or playing games on their phones...it's disgraceful really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For now, I still hate that it's so difficult to text (I hate touch typing 'cos my fingers are too big) but I'm still exploring the endless possibilities this phone is capable of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-5150221927698748624?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5150221927698748624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=5150221927698748624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5150221927698748624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5150221927698748624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2011/08/addicted-to-apples.html' title='Addicted to apples'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2495760092329959395</id><published>2011-07-24T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:27:30.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe how long it's been since I blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I keep resolving to blog more often but I've gotten so lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't remember the time my life started to get boring and me starting to lose interest in every single thing in life. Oh yes, I think it's 'round about the same time I started working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The days are flying by but the months are not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need a break. I'm going to Sydney :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2495760092329959395?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2495760092329959395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2495760092329959395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2495760092329959395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2495760092329959395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-long-time.html' title='it&apos;s been a long time...'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4774146974976513216</id><published>2011-04-26T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T01:23:32.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're nearing the middle of 2011 already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still feel lost, unstable. I'm taking a backseat and waiting for something to happen. I've stopped planning because I have no choice but to go with the flow. I'm in search of answers but God seems to be taking His time, knowing that I'm the impatient sort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life has come to a standstill. Every day that the sun rises I repeat the same routine as if I'm a hamster on the same wheel of life. I keep moving but I'm getting nowhere. Yet if I somehow step out of line I will risk losing my balance and toppling over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a control-freak. And control-freaks don't do well being pawns in a game. Why is it so hard to just trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm alone in my thoughts. The isolation is almost too much to bear. I spend endless nights wondering why but to my dismay nothing will change what has passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am I really able to forgive? And what is forgiveness without forgetting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will the people who have hurt myself and the ones I love get their just deserts? What goes around comes around. I know it will. The wicked will be punished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The answers that my heart seeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For now just let me be an ostrich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4774146974976513216?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4774146974976513216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4774146974976513216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4774146974976513216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4774146974976513216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-3773076630805019011</id><published>2011-02-09T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T19:57:25.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm having that all too familiar feeling of dread again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't seriously be jaded with work after only one year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's wrong with me?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a lazy bum who just wants to sit around and do nothing all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How the hell am I going to survive the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think I'm having a mid-life crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jiu ming ahhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That being said my social life here has come to a stalemate too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realised that I only have a few close friends left in Melbourne and the rest have left for home. It's saddening. And the close friends who are here work 'round the clock so they are always busy!!! I realise when I want to hang out with someone I pick up the phone and don't know who to call!!! That is just plain sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm going through the motions. When will this all end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I being emo today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only someone understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only someone could help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-3773076630805019011?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3773076630805019011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=3773076630805019011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3773076630805019011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3773076630805019011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2011/02/urgh.html' title='urgh'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2641008180804530266</id><published>2011-01-29T09:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:51:54.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abandoned.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so dying to blog more frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder how I used to do it in uni - I blogged so often about so many crappy things. I would blog even though I didn't have anything to say. I would blog for the sake of blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those were the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sure have time to blog but that time is now spent either cleaning the house or watching shows like The Big Bang Theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh how I love that show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;January this year, like every year, has gone by in the blink of an eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chinese new year is coming but we aren't celebrating this year because Juin's grandad passed away last year. I hope the year of the rabbit is a good one for people born in the year of the rat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2011 is a year of new things. And this year I am the proud owner of a new car, my shiny red Honda Jazz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=new-Honda-Jazz-India.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/new-Honda-Jazz-India.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have mixed feelings about it because yes, I am excited but on the other hand there are many things to worry about like paying for it, insurance, petrol cost, getting lost, what to do when I'm involved in an accident etc. It's scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing-fingers that everything will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2641008180804530266?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2641008180804530266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2641008180804530266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2641008180804530266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2641008180804530266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2011/01/abandoned.html' title='abandoned.'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4120897909693278384</id><published>2011-01-23T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T10:12:20.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A year older but none the wiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you to everyone for your kind wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope this year will be a much better one than the last :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4120897909693278384?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4120897909693278384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4120897909693278384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4120897909693278384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4120897909693278384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2011/01/26.html' title='26'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6489766518853344249</id><published>2011-01-01T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T21:47:48.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Drats is it 2011 already???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time sure flies whether you're having fun or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish all my loved ones happiness and health this year, for to me there can be nothing more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-6489766518853344249?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6489766518853344249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6489766518853344249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6489766518853344249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6489766518853344249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-new-year.html' title='Another new year'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-3853362192393233571</id><published>2010-11-27T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T20:13:05.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting, waiting, wishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feeling extremely emotionally drained right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't talk about it to anyone, which makes it worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wishing hard for a better tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-3853362192393233571?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3853362192393233571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=3853362192393233571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3853362192393233571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3853362192393233571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/11/sitting-waiting-wishing.html' title='sitting, waiting, wishing'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-3552730997986783509</id><published>2010-11-02T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T19:30:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;27 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've had our ups and downs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've had some really rough patches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the end, you're the one standing by my side always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being in a relationship with you has taught me unconditional love, forgiveness, faith, patience, honesty, kindness and steadfastness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No doubt that no relationship is smooth-sailing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But you never gave up on me. You've always found a way to make it work. You refused to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's why I love you with all my heart and soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To the next 27 months my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-3552730997986783509?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3552730997986783509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=3552730997986783509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3552730997986783509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3552730997986783509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/11/27-months.html' title='27 months'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-1969098741092325652</id><published>2010-10-27T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T20:31:10.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>暧昧</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;暧昧. I don't know if there's an English equivalent of the word, but I know it means the behaviour of 2 people who are more than friends but not quite the official couple yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juin and I used to be like that when we were friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was fun. It was exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every look, every word, every gesture, every "accidental" touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Made my heart flutter, leap and sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss the times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sure what we have now is much more concrete but no other feeling is quite the same as the feelings you have when you're at the pre-dating stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So cherish every moment you have, they are all special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-1969098741092325652?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1969098741092325652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=1969098741092325652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1969098741092325652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1969098741092325652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='暧昧'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-373747487581202004</id><published>2010-09-30T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:42:47.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October Spring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 30: Ways you believe you have grown over the past 30 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't think I've grown, sadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-373747487581202004?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/373747487581202004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=373747487581202004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/373747487581202004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/373747487581202004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/october-spring.html' title='October Spring.'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6129909225415109048</id><published>2010-09-29T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:50:56.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-6129909225415109048?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6129909225415109048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6129909225415109048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6129909225415109048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6129909225415109048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-feel-like-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6574626604631047479</id><published>2010-09-28T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:48:41.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and we're down to the last few days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 27: Your definition of the meaning of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Living with God and Jesus in my heart and living each day with joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 28: A moment you remember being completely happy in and a description of why you believe you were. What is your definition of happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;When we were the only school to win a gold award for the SYF competition in handbells. We worked very hard as a team and to win something together for something we were so passionate about after months and months of practice was very rewarding. I don't think you can define happiness. It's a feeling that you get when your heart sings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 29: What you live for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-6574626604631047479?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6574626604631047479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6574626604631047479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6574626604631047479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6574626604631047479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-were-down-to-last-few-days.html' title='and we&apos;re down to the last few days...'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7556248535256831261</id><published>2010-09-26T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:43:31.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Mondays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 25: Something you would do if no one stopped you or if you knew you wouldn't fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quit my daytime job and set up a bakery/dessert shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 26: Your definition of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Doing what's best for the person even though they may hate you for it and doing it without saying anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-7556248535256831261?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7556248535256831261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7556248535256831261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7556248535256831261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7556248535256831261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate-mondays.html' title='I hate Mondays!'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7610449912283107673</id><published>2010-09-24T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T20:32:29.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watching the days go by</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 20: A band that you immediately liked and the song that made you like them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A1!! "Like a Rose" :) Gosh I can still remember the lyrics and the corny MTV!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 21: Your favourite medium of art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Er....I have no preference. If it appeals to me then it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 22: Someone you would give your life up for without question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;My family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Day 23: Most awkward first impression you feel you've ever given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;One too many time that I can't even remember...Especially with guys I have a crush on...it's just baddddddd...I'm like a stuttering goose...with Josh Groban I couldn't even speak!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 24: Something you did as a child that other people remember you for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being really noisy, rude and naughty all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-7610449912283107673?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7610449912283107673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7610449912283107673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7610449912283107673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7610449912283107673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/watching-days-go-by.html' title='watching the days go by'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2555209132598715025</id><published>2010-09-18T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T23:05:39.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man is it 19 September already?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is not good. Time passes wayyyy too fast. It's like a blur. What's happening?!? October suddenly is within reach. Scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 14: Best mashup you've ever heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's a mashup?? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 15: A moment, phrase or song that has changed your life the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The time I spent with my aunt before she passed away&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 16: Something that you want to to within the next 5 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go travelling with Juin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 17: What you want to be remembered for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being a good Christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 18: A picture that makes you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Camera010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/Camera010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is a picture I took of my aunt before she passed away. I can't remember when this picture was taken exactly but she already had cancer, which means it should be 2008 or 2009 that it was taken. She had lost much of her hair due to very aggresive chemotheraphy and her abdomen was swollen due to water retention. But she was still able to smile for me even though she was in much pain. I will always miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 19: A passage from a book that has touched you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Bible:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love is patient and kind, it is never jealous, love is never boastful or conceited, it is never rude or selfish, it does not take offence, nor is it resentful. Love takes no pleasure in others’ sins but delights in the truth; it is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope and to endure whatever comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love does not come to an end. There are three things that last, faith, hope and love and the greatest of these is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corinthians 13: 4-8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2555209132598715025?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2555209132598715025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2555209132598715025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2555209132598715025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2555209132598715025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-man-is-it-19-september-already.html' title='oh man is it 19 September already?!'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7873640625338391179</id><published>2010-09-13T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:16:09.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm finally on the ball today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 13: A memory that never fails to make you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmmm there are so many actually...every time I sit around with friends and we talk about the past that always makes us laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One incident which happened recently was when Sharon (a colleague) parked her car in the carpark at the back of our office and a guy went and urinated on her front tyre in public! Sheri (another colleague) saw him urinating from the back window and immediately called Sharon so Sharon rushed out the door screaming at him! It was funny 'cos the guy was embarrassed but said he couldn't help it as he was on fluid tablets and couldn't find a toilet, when there was a public toilet a few metres away. It was gross!! Sharon had to hose her tyre down!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-7873640625338391179?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7873640625338391179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7873640625338391179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7873640625338391179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7873640625338391179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-finally-on-ball-today.html' title='I&apos;m finally on the ball today'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4801126920352080529</id><published>2010-09-11T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:17:28.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so behind it's not funny...so I'm cheating wahahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 06: Earliest thing you can remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably being in London when I was 2 years old feeding the swans and telling everyone that "everywhere is air-conditioned in London"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 07: Favourite cover of your favourite song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite song is "Remember when it rained" by Josh Groban...and the people who have tried to cover it should be ashamed of themselves because they will never even come close to the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 08: Someone you think would make a good President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Josh Groban all the way! He would make an excellent husband and daddy too *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 09: Five things you want to see change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I won the lottery and wouldn't have to work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my aunt back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want people to stop being racist and religion-ist and just stop making trouble that cause other people pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to see people sleeping on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our public transport system sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 10: A dream you had this past week described in detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember my dreams...which sometimes is a good thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 11: Favourite picture ever taken of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm....don't know if this is a favourite but I like this one because it reminds me of the good 'ol uni days :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC00452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 12: Your favourite musical artist's life story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know that Josh Groban started off when his vocal coach submitted a tape of Josh singing to David Foster, who is a famous producer and composer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;David Foster called Josh one day because Andrea Bocelli and Celine Dion were supposed to sing at the rehearsal for the Grammys in 1998, however Andrea Bocelli was sick so Josh filled in for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Josh became immensely popular when he was cast on Ally McBeal to perform a couple of songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then he was signed on to Warner Brothers and the rest is history!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4801126920352080529?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4801126920352080529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4801126920352080529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4801126920352080529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4801126920352080529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8106474121888339934</id><published>2010-09-05T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T00:57:50.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 songs and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok so I am a bad blogger. Yeesh. I can't believe I'm behind already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Day 03: 5 songs I would have with me on a desert island and why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;1. Awake (Josh Groban) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;This song is so peaceful and it teaches me to appreciate every moment I have with my loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Remember when it rained (Josh Groban) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still my favourite song in the whole wide world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. You are God alone (Philips, Craig and Dean) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of my favourite Christian songs. Makes me happy when it hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Super Star (S.H.E) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well I need some Mando-pop/rock too for some variety and this song is always fun to sing karaoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Home (Kit Chan) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I suppose since I'm on a desert island I'd want to go home - and this song always makes me cry and make me miss Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 04: What you imagine paradise to be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By paradise I'm assuming it means heaven...and I imagine it to be a beautiful place with endless blue skies and a white sandy beach with crystal blue waters. With lots of loved ones surrounding me all wearing white and sipping cocktails getting a suntan. We'd all bask in God's love and sing His praises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Day 05: A thank you letter to someone who has changed your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you Juin, for giving me the gift of unconditional love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for always seeing the good in me, believing in me (even when I've lost all hope) and supporting me through my darkest hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for the endless hours I've cried on your shoulders when I was going through the loss of my aunt. You said nothing but your presence meant everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for always making me smile :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for teaching me the importance of forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for always reminding me of the bigger picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To me you are priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8106474121888339934?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8106474121888339934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8106474121888339934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8106474121888339934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8106474121888339934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/5-songs-and-more.html' title='5 songs and more'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-5647473797086180630</id><published>2010-09-02T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:16:08.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days</title><content type='html'>I stole this off Cheryl's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=30days.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/30days.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm planning to complete this, because I haven't been blogging as often as I like for the past few months now, and that's just not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has become so mundane and routine that there's really nothing much to write about. Plus the fact that I'm a lazy ass and would rather spend my time watching Everybody Loves Raymond and Sex and the City again and again until I can memorise the lines. Geeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a day late so I guess I'll complete 2 days in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Day 01: Guilty Pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm...I don't really feel guilty about anything that I derive pleasure from HAHA...I suppose it would have to be, as aforementioned, watching sitcoms again and again until my brains turn to mush:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ray.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/th_ray.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sex_and_the_city.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/th_sex_and_the_city.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like shows that are light-hearted - they take my mind off stress and work and other unhappy things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Day 02: Something that inspires you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cooking shows inspire me. Like Masterchef, Iron Chef, Jamie Oliver, Gordon Ramsay etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=iron_chef.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/th_iron_chef.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chef1-300x168.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/th_chef1-300x168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everytime I watch them I learn something new about cooking and the science of it all...and then I'm uber excited to try the recipes out just to challenge myself...the most rewarding part is tasting the final product and it is gooooooooood. I love baking because it's especially challenging: You either get it, or you don't. It's very technical and very specific...that's why someone who is good at cooking may not necessarily be good at baking. Any small mistake like not mixing the ingredients in a certain way can cause the whole cake to have a different outcome. People say baking is supposed to be therapeutic but it can be the cause of stress some times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cooking shows also inspire me to get creative with ingredients...I can mix and match and substitute ingredients and see how they turn out. The thing about me is, I can cook if I am given a recipe to follow...or if the dish is easy enough to do. I can't whip up a complicated restaurant dish like the Masterchef contestants with like 5 ingredients on the spot with no recipe...that's too stressful...but I suppose if you keep reading food magazines and watching cooking shows you will be able to develop those skills after time and practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So there you have it...my boring guilty pleasure and one thing that inspires me. Till tomorrow folks!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-5647473797086180630?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5647473797086180630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=5647473797086180630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5647473797086180630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5647473797086180630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/09/30-days.html' title='30 days'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-3564254681685004264</id><published>2010-08-29T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:59:13.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting, wishing, waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In many ways I'm still a little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know what the future holds for me but I'm content to live in the moment and cross the bridge when I come to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love God, I love my family, I love Juin and I love my friends, and they love me. And that's all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I often wonder whether God has another purpose for my life. Whether this is what He had in mind for me when He created me. Whether I'm walking in the right direction. Or is there something more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-3564254681685004264?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3564254681685004264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=3564254681685004264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3564254681685004264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3564254681685004264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/08/sitting-wishing-waiting.html' title='sitting, wishing, waiting...'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-609107116682062560</id><published>2010-08-08T14:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:30:05.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a nice lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhhhh I finally have time to stop and smell the flowers and just...breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juin and I decided to stay at home today and do whatever the hell we wanted...hence why now he's downstairs glued to his Playstation 3 whilst I am upstairs glued to the laptop. How nicely it works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should catch up on my reading. I haven't picked up a book for months, which is really bad. I never seem to have the time for it and when I do have the time for it I usually fall asleep on the bed whilst reading one. I can't believe people are now reading with the iPad. We are so reliant on technology now that every bloody activity has to be on the computer, which is so unhealthy on so many levels. I still like the smell of paper books and the feel of flipping the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Singapore's National Day tomorrow - I haven't been home to watch the fireworks for 8 years. I wonder when I will be home for good. Melbourne is a great place to work and sometimes, live, but it will never be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited because Josh Groban is releasing his new album in a few months and then doing the whole international tour again (which I am sooooooo going to)!! AND he's filming a new Steve Carell movie (to be released next year) titled "Crazy Stupid Love" which is a new marital crisis comedy starring Steve Carell, Julianne Moore, Kevin Bacon, Ryan Gosling, Emma Stone, Analeigh Tipton etc. where Josh plays the role of someone's boyfriend. AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I can't wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm having Masterchef withdrawal symptoms at the moment so I've been cooking like a mad person, trying out new recipes and even making dessert for after...Juin's belly is looking pregnant so maybe it's time to stop wahhahahahahah. But it's good because the series has inspired me to cook instead of getting takeout all the time. And of course if I was living in Singapore I wouldn't mind takeout all the time but I'd take home-cooked food here anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmmmmmm I think I'll go lie in the sun now like Garfield and enjoy the rest of my day before another hectic week of work begins tomorrow. Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-609107116682062560?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/609107116682062560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=609107116682062560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/609107116682062560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/609107116682062560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/08/nice-lazy-sunday.html' title='a nice lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-9150185957359877692</id><published>2010-08-05T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T20:41:42.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you drive me crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a tiring week....but no matter how much sleep I get I'm still tired...wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I keep thinking of turning back time when I should really be moving on...but somehow I still can't get over things. Taking public transport is the worst. There's too much time to think too much. Oh the heartache. It's been exactly 10 months since she left. I still can't get over the fact that she's gone for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder how long it's going to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-9150185957359877692?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/9150185957359877692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=9150185957359877692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/9150185957359877692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/9150185957359877692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-drive-me-crazy.html' title='you drive me crazy'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-1137418417151709840</id><published>2010-08-03T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:21:42.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juin and I celebrated our 2nd anniversary on 2nd August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home from a tiring day's work to a home-cooked meal of lobster and steak. It was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juin presented me with a gorgeous present after dessert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ring.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/ring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 stones: Me, him and God. Our past, our present and our future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to say that my man has good taste in jewellery. I've been getting nothing but compliments from my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2 years :)&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/25846358-1137418417151709840?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1137418417151709840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=1137418417151709840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1137418417151709840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1137418417151709840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/08/2nd-anniversary.html' title='2nd anniversary'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-3598842773179600622</id><published>2010-07-11T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T19:39:08.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So my family came and left like a month ago and I'm only blogging about it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish I had more time to blog. Then again. Blogging used to be a daily routine when I was in uni and had too much free time to think about random things. Ahhhh the good ol' days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want so badly to break away from routine and just take a nice, long break somewhere far away...where I don't have to do anything, I don't have to sightsee...I don't have to bring a phone with me....I just need to sit in a villa all day and sip ice lemon tea and read a book, or watch chick flicks, or just laze around in bed and watch the sun set. I'm dreamin' again aren't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back to the topic - family here, although only for a week, was awesome because I really missed them. We went on mad shopping sprees (much to the disgust of my dad) but glad that I got to spend time with and spoil my siblings because they are good kids and I want nothing but the best for them. I think they were impressed with Juin's cooking. I'm so grateful that Juin enjoys hanging out with my family and friends. I've always wanted someone who could integrate themselves into my life....though I'm not the sort to integrate myself into anyone else's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After my family left I couldn't believe how much I've become like my mom. Even Juin noticed it. I'm proud of that because she is an amazing woman and someday I hope to be half of who she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight is the FIFA World Cup 2010 Final. I can't believe a month has flown past just like that. I didn't manage to watch many matches because the ones I really wanted to watch were mostly at 4.30am in the morning, and with a job I can't afford to be waking up at such an unGodly hour :S I really must watch the final though, especially because it involves Spain...I really want them to win. I must say though that Netherlands did really well themselves. I must say I'm not crazy about the orange jerseys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another week has come and gone. Looking forward to the snow next weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-3598842773179600622?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3598842773179600622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=3598842773179600622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3598842773179600622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3598842773179600622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/07/late.html' title='late.'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-173092218809042300</id><published>2010-06-27T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:24:17.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do whinge about Juin a lot, but I do love him very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't imagine life without him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That scares me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-173092218809042300?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/173092218809042300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=173092218809042300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/173092218809042300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/173092218809042300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-love.html' title='my love'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-502831737390544783</id><published>2010-06-27T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T10:21:35.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still missing you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My cousin (my aunt's youngest son) has finally disrupted army and is on his way to medical school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish my aunt had lived to see this. She would be so very proud. Despite stressing about her sickness my cousin fought alongside his mother through his exams. He is looking more and more like her every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know she is looking down and him from heaven. I just wish she were still around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-502831737390544783?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/502831737390544783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=502831737390544783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/502831737390544783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/502831737390544783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-missing-you.html' title='still missing you'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7575142593236461205</id><published>2010-06-15T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:49:21.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream catch me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh Juin I hate you, you made me fall in love with Newton Faulkner!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream Catch Me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=watermelon2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/watermelon2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every time I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;It’s you and I know now&lt;br /&gt;Who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea yea and I know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There’s a place I go&lt;br /&gt;When I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Do anything I want&lt;br /&gt;Be anyone I wanna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is us I see&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot believe I’m fallin&lt;br /&gt;That’s where I’m goin&lt;br /&gt;Where are you goin&lt;br /&gt;Hold it close won’t let this go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream catch me, yea&lt;br /&gt;Dream catch me when I fall&lt;br /&gt;Or else I won’t come back at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do so much&lt;br /&gt;That you don’t know&lt;br /&gt;It’s true&lt;br /&gt;And I know now&lt;br /&gt;Who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea yea&lt;br /&gt;And I know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a place I go&lt;br /&gt;When I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Do anything I want&lt;br /&gt;Be anyone I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;But it is us I see&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot believe I’m fallin&lt;br /&gt;That’s where I’m goin&lt;br /&gt;Where are you goin&lt;br /&gt;Hold it close won’t let this go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream catch me, yea&lt;br /&gt;Dream catch me when I fall&lt;br /&gt;Or else I won’t come back at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you as a mountain&lt;br /&gt;A fountain of God&lt;br /&gt;See you as as a descant soul&lt;br /&gt;in the setting sun&lt;br /&gt;You as the sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m young&lt;br /&gt;There’s a place I go&lt;br /&gt;When I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Do anything I want&lt;br /&gt;Be anyone I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;But it is us I see&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot believe I’m fallin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a place I go&lt;br /&gt;When I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Do anything I want&lt;br /&gt;Be anyone I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;But it is us I see&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot believe I’m fallin&lt;br /&gt;That’s where I’m goin&lt;br /&gt;Where are you goin&lt;br /&gt;Hold it close won’t let this go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream catch me, yea&lt;br /&gt;Dream catch me when I fall&lt;br /&gt;Or else I won’t come back at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-7575142593236461205?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7575142593236461205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7575142593236461205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7575142593236461205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7575142593236461205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream-catch-me.html' title='dream catch me'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8893584126014361912</id><published>2010-06-15T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:40:18.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yay it's the World Cup again!! I can't believe that I've been in Aussie for the past 3 world cups...2002, 2006 and now 2010!! My TVs keep getting bigger too...and I'm so pleased with my current 46" flat Sony Bravia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rooting for Spain and Australia, as I did in the previous world cup...unfortunately after the disastrous game against Germany, I don't think the Socceroos will survive this round...though miracles can happen so I won't rule out the possibility of them going through. It will be a tough fight, especially after Mr. Cahill receiving his red card and having to sit out the next match. He's one of Aussie's key players and without him the team will really be hit hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collage4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/collage4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The most annoying part is that matches are being shown at 3 different times: 9.30pm, 12.00pm and 4.30am...and the matches I want to watch are always at 4.30am...which interferes with my sleep because I wake up at 7am to get ready for work and if I watch the match before leaving I barely get 5 hours sleep for the day and I remain a zombie for the rest of the day. Not good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So now I'm rooting for Spain to win the World Cup, with mah muy caliente Spanish boys...most of the time I'm ham-suping at them running around all sweaty and hot HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is particularly hectic at the moment. I'm glad my family got to spend a week here in Melbourne at my place. I really enjoyed having them and seeing them again after 5 months. I will have to wait for another 6 months to see them again, but it's a price that I have to pay for choosing my work over my family at the moment. It's something I feel guilty about all the time but something I will have to live with for the time being until I am ready to move back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freezing! Will write again soon after I upload pictures :) In the meantime, enjoy the world cup!!&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/25846358-8893584126014361912?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8893584126014361912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8893584126014361912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8893584126014361912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8893584126014361912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/06/soccer-season.html' title='soccer season!'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8684119210226236183</id><published>2010-05-15T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:53:13.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-Maze-d</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I booked a table for 2 at Gordon Ramsay's new restaurant at the new Crown Metropol on our 21st mthly-versary.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It opened it's doors about a month ago and I knew Juin was dying to try it. I kept it a secret until we got into Crown. The surprise was too much for him to bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/2-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We thoroughly enjoyed the experience. The restaurant was nearly constantly full but not packed. It was excellent service at an affordable price ($38 pp). Oh the food was so luxurious. It's the kind of restaurant where they serve everything in tiny morsels but they were surprisingly filling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/1-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 3 courses each: Entree, main and dessert. Juin had a glass of red wine to compliment his pan-seared tuna and ox tongue and cheek (oh by the way if you feel icky about eating things like rabbit, ox cheek and lamb, this is probably not the restaurant for you because they don't offer your everyday cuisine like...chicken hurhur) and I had a glass of lemon lime bitters which came served in a tall glass looking pretty in peachy-pink with chunks of lime and ice. Yummy. We also had sparkling mineral water on the side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1217.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_1217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Starters (above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seared yellow fin tuna,&lt;br /&gt;white radish, yuzu, enoki mushrooms,&lt;br /&gt;black garlic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1226.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_1226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juin's choice as above:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ox “tongue and cheek”,&lt;br /&gt;caper and raisin, carrots,&lt;br /&gt;horseradish pomme purée&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_1225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My choice as above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lamb cannon and shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;cauliflower purée, anchovy, stinging nettles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_1229.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My lovely dessert:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exotic fruit vacherin,&lt;br /&gt;passion fruit and banana sorbet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I loved the atmosphere and how delicious and innovative the food was. Juin was quiet through most of the meal because he was so busy chewing his food like a cow chews grass and savouring every tiny morsel of it. And the warm toasted chewy bread sticks they gave with sea salt and flavoured herb butter was to die for. We munched on it throughout the meal (maybe that's what fills you up). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We will definitely go back again. Not until we've tried Maze grill though. The menu looks promising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to believe it's only been 21 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All pictures courtesy of Juin and http://www.gordonramsay.com/mazemelbourne/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8684119210226236183?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8684119210226236183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8684119210226236183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8684119210226236183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8684119210226236183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/05/maze-d.html' title='A-Maze-d'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8690626339754050505</id><published>2010-05-09T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:36:52.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>liar liar pants on fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ok so I lied...I was supposed to blog this weekend but I ended up spending the time sleeping until noon, going shopping, lazing around on the couch watching tv...URGH!!! There are just so many things to do and so little time to do them...and then tomorrow it's back to 5 days of work without a break!! Whoever invented a 5 day workweek is going to get his ass kicked by moi, thankyewverymuch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I'm just content to a quiet, relaxing game of Monopoly with Juin before retiring to bed in anticipation of the long week ahead. Goodnight folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8690626339754050505?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8690626339754050505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8690626339754050505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8690626339754050505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8690626339754050505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/05/liar-liar-pants-on-fire.html' title='liar liar pants on fire'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-1511781807892847029</id><published>2010-05-05T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T21:06:16.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and then there were five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And another one of us is leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But we'll always be good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;current=P4250012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/P4250012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-1511781807892847029?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1511781807892847029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=1511781807892847029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1511781807892847029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1511781807892847029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-then-there-were-five.html' title='and then there were five'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-620835331199779591</id><published>2010-05-04T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:28:59.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's gonna be a loooonng month of May</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I heart April because April is peppered with public holidays...where weeks don't seem so long and draggy because we have long weekends...now that May is here it feels so long because we're actually working 5 days a week and ONLY resting for 2. Which is actually already considered VERY lucky because if we were working in Singapore we'd probably have to work round the clock 7 days a week as litigation lawyers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somehow after some time no matter how much money you get paid just doesn't make up for quality time spent resting and with loved ones. Time flies and we spend too little of it doing the things we love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am in the midst of drafting a post about Gordon Ramsay's new restaurant at the Crown Metropol. I haven't finished it because the pictures are in Juin's camera and need to be transferred to my computer then uploaded. Juin and I hardly see each other on weekdays because he gets home late from work and we have dinner, watch a bit of telly on the sofa then he takes a shower whilst I hop into bed and sleep and the next morning everything repeats itself. Hence I will only get to do the post on the weekend hurhur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On a totally different note my family is coming for 8 days! I know it's about a month away but I haven't seen them in 5 months so I am very pleased. I have no idea where to bring them but what matters is that we have the time to do whatever we wish together. Also my sister may be going off to Scotland (Uni of Edinburgh) to commence her medical degree in September so goodness knows when I will see her again. I'm excited yet worried for her because I remember myself at 17 feeling homesick (actually I lie, I was quite excited to be independent LOL) and lonely so I hope that she will be ok, if she does decide to go. I think that going overseas forces you to grow and mature very quickly and if you keep your head on straight, it is an excellent choice to make. It was probably the best decision I've made in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;World Cup fever will be on soon! I'm still rooting for Spain and Australia and even warned my boss that I will be staying up late into the wee hours of the morning to watch soccer and going to work looking like a drugged up panda. I can't believe we're nearly halfway through the year...time is passing too quickly for me to handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the weekend folks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-620835331199779591?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/620835331199779591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=620835331199779591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/620835331199779591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/620835331199779591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-gonna-be-loooonng-month-of-may.html' title='it&apos;s gonna be a loooonng month of May'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8705552808577495064</id><published>2010-04-29T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:08:48.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes when I'm on the bus or the train going to and from work, my mind wanders to memories and how life used to be. Happy times, sad times...how I wish there were certain times that could be relived again and again, and some times which I wish I could erase forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my aunt. I miss America. I wish I could turn back time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8705552808577495064?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8705552808577495064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8705552808577495064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8705552808577495064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8705552808577495064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/04/idle-thoughts.html' title='Idle thoughts'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-5088382057696219884</id><published>2010-04-26T20:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:08:30.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JJ Lin Jun Jie's first Australian concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;current=new2_thumb12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/new2_thumb12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amy and I went to see JJ on Saturday. I told everyone that it's so ironic - all this time I've been in Singapore I've never once been bothered to see him but when he comes to Australia I'm like well, he's a fellow Singaporean and it's his first visit to Melbourne, I might as well support him. Moreover he's one of the few talents that are homegrown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was 2 hours of pure entertainment at the Melbourne Exhibition Centre (which is new and very beautiful and comfortable by the way). We were greeted with goodybags on our seats (with JJ's face on them) filled with weird pamphlets (I think the only thing valuable in there was my bright blue light stick) - I love light sticks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JJ has the voice of an angel - it is so unique that I say it is unfair that God should give him such a gift. The way he sings is almost effortless. I say his dancing has improved by leaps and bounds too, thanks to Mr. Lan Bo lao shi, who was there as his backup dancer - if you don't know him, he's the choreographer to all the stars e.g. 5566, K One, Jolin Tsai, Cyndi Wang etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JJ also did 2 impersonations: Jacky Cheung and Michael Jackson (and even did the moonwalk) - it was uncanny! How can one person have so many talents? Unfair I say, unfair!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The most amazing part of the concert was when he was doing his last song and a few people rushed to the stage to shake his hand...and he did...then more and more people came...and suddenly there was a whole influx of people crowding at the stage to touch JJ's hand...and then before you knew it, 2 girls actually managed to run on-stage to try and hug JJ...which scared the crap out of the stage crew who had to come out and try and get the fans off stage. There were some people who even tried pulling JJ into the crowd off stage and that was so dangerous. The stage crew had to tell JJ to stop reaching for the crowd. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the night came to an end after his encore. I was left longing for more (and so was Amy by the looks of it). JJ isn't my favourite Mando-pop artiste in the whole wide world, but I have to admit that he's the only Mando pop singer whom I have every single album of since his first one. It just happened like that. I think I liked all his albums until Sixology came along and then I thought that it kind of became boring, but his old songs are still amazing. My personal favourite is still 'chi bang'. Followed by 'cao cao' and 'sha shou'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well done JJ, you've done Singapore proud (although he never did refer to Singapore once during the concert!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now all I have to do is to wait for my Wang Lee Hom and I will die a happy person :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-5088382057696219884?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5088382057696219884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=5088382057696219884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5088382057696219884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5088382057696219884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/04/jj-lin-jun-jies-first-australian.html' title='JJ Lin Jun Jie&apos;s first Australian concert'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7832669650941499803</id><published>2010-04-11T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:47:52.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I keep meaning to blog and I really want to but I find myself having no time whatsoever to do that nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to love it when I was in Uni and now it's become a thing of luxury for me if I get to do it anymore.&lt;/span&gt; I so miss those Uni days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I promise I will be back soon with pictures and stories...I have so many things in mind...Just hang in there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-7832669650941499803?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7832669650941499803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7832669650941499803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7832669650941499803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7832669650941499803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/04/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4905929098266216249</id><published>2010-03-25T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:33:02.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't believe it's been so long since I last posted. Heck, no one reads this blog anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not been doing much...just workworkwork as usual...I've been at my firm for 7 weeks now...feels a lot longer than that but come to think of it I'm still new to many, many things. I actually like what I do. I feel stupid at times, yes, that's for sure, but I feel that my job allows me to help people achieve a fair outcome for themselves and their children and I'm glad that I can be of service. Expensive service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So yes, I do like my job, although it can be stressful at times but the staff at my office are amazing and that has helped tremendously. I think a good working environment is so important so you won't wake up every day dreading to go to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My family will be coming in June - exciting! Because of work I won't be able to go back until December so they're coming is good. That's also when they will meet Juin (I think he's shitting bricks at the moment lol).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Other than that, I'm looking forward to JJ's concert (yea I never bothered to see him in Singapore but in Melbourne suddenly it's a whole different story) and Russell Peters!! And also looking forward to the ski trip in July. I'd love to ski but even if I don't it's fun to just play with snow :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Easter hols are coming soon!! Can't wait - 4 day weekend wooohoooo!!! Can't believe we're already a quarter into the year already...where did all that time go?!? We're ageing by the second!!! *tsktsk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till next time guys!! Be good!! :)&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/25846358-4905929098266216249?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4905929098266216249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4905929098266216249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4905929098266216249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4905929098266216249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2977246572846612903</id><published>2010-03-08T14:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:45:26.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my EE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been dreaming of my aunt almost every night for the past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss her very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her smile and her voice still linger in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been 5 months already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She'll always have a special place in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope she knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2977246572846612903?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2977246572846612903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2977246572846612903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2977246572846612903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2977246572846612903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-ee.html' title='my EE'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-5923284345710690434</id><published>2010-02-25T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:16:32.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when routine gets dull</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geeze I hate routine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hated it when I was in school and I hate it now at work. And nooooo I hate &lt;em&gt;'getting used to things'&lt;/em&gt;. Why should I have to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could draw a comic strip of my life at present and it would be so dull that it would be funny in a sick sort of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday 7am wake up, 7.45am leave house to catch bus then run for train, 8.45am reach office, 1pm have lunch, 5.15pm breathe a sigh of relief, 5.22pm train then run for 5.35pm bus, 6.00pm surfing the internet, 8pm cook, 9pm eat dinner, 10pm surf net/watch dramas, 12am bedtime and the whole process repeats itself the next day until Friday. OMGOMGOMG I don't know how normal people do it. Just talking about it drives me insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The grass is always greener on the other side. ALWAYS. And people are never content with what they have. ALWAYS. The irony of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The upside? Freaking amazing colleagues and clients at the end of the day who look at us and shake our hands and say &lt;em&gt;'thank you so much'&lt;/em&gt;. Makes it almost worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But you know, I won't mind sticking it out for awhile and see where I go. Life may change, I never know. That's the beauty of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am grateful for Juin. He has been my rock so far. And at the end of a long, tiring, stressful day I look forward to going home to dinner with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-5923284345710690434?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5923284345710690434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=5923284345710690434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5923284345710690434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5923284345710690434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-routine-gets-dull.html' title='when routine gets dull'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2814978879023430161</id><published>2010-02-14T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:27:41.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counting my blessings - heart-shaped macarons &amp; cotton candy kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the first time that I haven't been home for Chinese New Year. A lot has changed in just the past few months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My aunt's passing meant that there won't be any more happy new years for my mom, because she and my aunt used to do everything together. We used to spend all major holidays together and even most weekends together. Now that my aunt is not around, my mom has been missing her very much and probably even more than I will ever imagine. I remember every year during Chinese New Year I would look forward to the 3 of us, mom, my aunt and I, buying flowers together from the nursery. We'd choose pots and pots of chrysenthemum, orchids etc and bunches and bunches of cut flowers. My aunt, being the artistic person that she is, would arrange them in lovely vases and place them all over our house as well as hers. This year since I've been working and was not able to go home for new year, my mom had to go to the nursery alone. I can imagine how difficult it was for her and it pains me greatly to think that I wasn't there for her when she needed me for emotional support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think, all the time, that I'm being very selfish for not wanting to go home to be with my family. Because that would mean finding a job all over again, working very, very hard (this is Singapore, my friend), and also being away from Juin. Because of this I chose to sacrifice time with my family in order to pursue my goals. In life, there are never right or wrong choices, just difficult ones. I wish I had it all, like some, but then if that's the case I'd always take everything for granted then, wouldn't I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do unconditionally and dearly love my family and will return for good - it's just a matter of time. I hope to be home by the time my parents retire. Hopefully by then Juin and I would have become more established in terms of our career as well as become more mature and will be looking for some stability in terms of starting a family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If there's one thing that my aunt's passing has taught me, it's that we can never exchange the time and love that we have with our loved ones with anything else. It is the most precious and invaluable resource we will ever have in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That being said, we did have a nice little 'reunion' dinner with a few friends over steamboat. We even did the whole yusheng-lo hei thing and stuffed our faces till we could stuff no more. It was fun and I really appreciated their company, because maybe I was trying to fill the void I had because I wasn't at home and things weren't the same as they used to be anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is the first day of CNY and coincidentally, Valentines' Day. Juin and I spent it exactly the way we wanted: Stress-free. After a day of hectic preparation yesterday, we were determined to take it easy today, because unlike some lucky people in other parts of the world, we don't get a long weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juin is an amazing person. No matter how much I nag or yell at him sometimes (because he does get on my nerves), at the end of the day he will apologize for pissing me off even if it's really my fault. His heart is so big that he forgives easily and loves wholeheartedly, and for that I am thankful, because I don't think I deserve that sort of unconditional love sometimes. Whenever I'm down I can always expect a big hug and reassurance from him - he makes me feel safe, and with him I know that even if the sky falls down I won't be hurt, because he will be there protecting me, and it is an amazing feeling. Everyone should be that lucky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last but not least, I thank God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for everything, especially my loved ones (that includes friends!), every day. In a crazy hectic world, they make my life so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And for that, I am ever grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2814978879023430161?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2814978879023430161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2814978879023430161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2814978879023430161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2814978879023430161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/02/counting-my-blessings.html' title='counting my blessings - heart-shaped macarons &amp; cotton candy kisses'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6747349228631950698</id><published>2010-02-14T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:50:03.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY and Valentines' Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy CNY and Valentines' Day everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May we have a prosperous new year with lotsa health, luck and love :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3262862899_0e5dec5930-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/3262862899_0e5dec5930-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture courtesy of Tartelette&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/25846358-6747349228631950698?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6747349228631950698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6747349228631950698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6747349228631950698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6747349228631950698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-cny-and-valentines-day.html' title='Happy CNY and Valentines&apos; Day'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7901436240488930268</id><published>2010-02-12T20:40:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T20:49:46.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hold On&lt;/span&gt; by Good Charlotte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This world is cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But you don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You don't have to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ou're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely, and no one seems to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your mother's gone and your father hits you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This pain you cannot bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But we all bleed the same way as you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And we all have the same things to go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on if you feel like letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on it gets better than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You say they're way too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And your nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't sleep at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you're not sure what you're waiting for, but you don't want to no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you're not sure what you're looking for, but you don't want to no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But we all bleed the same way as you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And we all have the same things to go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on if you feel like letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on it gets better than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't stop looking, you're one step closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't stop searching, it's not over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What are you looking for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What are you waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you know what you're doing to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go ahead... What are you waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on if you feel like letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on it gets better than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't stop looking, you're one step closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't stop searching, it's not over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on if you feel like letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold on it gets better than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hold on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-7901436240488930268?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7901436240488930268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7901436240488930268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7901436240488930268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7901436240488930268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/02/hold-on-by-good-charlotte-this-world.html' title='Hold on'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8291545792677438389</id><published>2010-02-07T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:00:55.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8291545792677438389?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8291545792677438389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8291545792677438389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8291545792677438389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8291545792677438389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-miss-my-family.html' title='I miss my family'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7242379472641058008</id><published>2010-02-02T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:01:15.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Part I - my BFF gang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the 17th Jan, my dear friends decided they would spring a surprise on me, a whole 6 days before my actual birthday, so that I wouldn't suspect a thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2373.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_2373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_2383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks guys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-7242379472641058008?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7242379472641058008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7242379472641058008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7242379472641058008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7242379472641058008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday-part-i.html' title='Birthday Part I - my BFF gang'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-5839714761133320430</id><published>2010-01-28T06:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:38:56.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Part II - The Leo Gang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the 22nd Jan (Fri), my ex-Leo classmates decided that they would celebrate my birthday and Juin's at the same time by treating us to dinner. Juin's birthday is actually on 13 Jan, only 10 days away from mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We went to the chinese restaurant Kum Den (I know, cool name huh), in the city. The food was so-so and so was the service but who cares about that when the company is excellent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was so good seeing all of the original gang again - minus a couple of people because they've left Melbourne. I've really missed them. They come from different countries and different backgrounds but they are the most down-to-earth, kindest people (lawyers *coughcough*) I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01809.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so glad that the restaurant didn't play the Happy Birthday song or else I would have died with embarrassment. Ohhhh and the cake was yummy. I think it was triple choc ganache or something. Who knew that Breadtop still produces the cheapest and best cakes with the widest variety of flavours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We went to a bar for drinks later:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01811.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, lighting wasn't that great but it's actually quite cosy (because we were all sprawled out on this big comfy sofa) for a quiet chat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you once again guys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-5839714761133320430?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5839714761133320430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=5839714761133320430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5839714761133320430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5839714761133320430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-part-ii-leo-gang.html' title='Birthday Part II - The Leo Gang'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6666922514525721619</id><published>2010-01-28T05:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:40:42.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Part III - Licence to pig out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A very big 'THANK YOU' to everyone's kind wishes this year :) This is the first time I've spent my birthday away from Singapore and family but you guys have made it truly special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to do the posts Star Wars style, from Part III onwards, which is the actual day of my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I spent the whole day (eating) with Juin. We woke up in the morning and had 鸡蛋面线 (egg mee sua) - a must for me (Hokkien). My mom makes sure every one of us has it every year on our birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01814.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then we headed off to Melbourne city, stopping by the Lindt cafe on the way to DFO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0770.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are totally addicted to their beautiful macarons.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They have got to be the best in Melbourne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The new DFO at Southwarf is pretty much done. Nothing much special - YET. Waiting for Fossil and Burberry to open and you'll see me there on a regular basis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0750.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I heart window shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We felt peckish after so we decided to grab tea at the new Old Town Kopitiam Mamak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0798.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satay and bbq chicken wings - my absolute favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we were absolutely stuffed but Juin had dinner reservations at a Japanese restaurant Takumi, &lt;a href="http://www.takumi.com.au/"&gt;click here for website&lt;/a&gt;, Melbourne's only Wagyu beef specialists. This restaurant was recommended by food critic Matt Preston, so Juin decided to give it a shot. We had never heard of it before, so dining there was really a whole swaku experience for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The theme of this restaurant is 'do-it-yourself' grilling. There is a hole in the middle of the table and the very brilliant Japanese, as usual, have somehow managed to invent this smart way of smokeless barbequeing. Basically they use a wire mesh on top of a pot of hot coal, but at the bottom there's a fan which sucks the air inwards so it doesn't blow everywhere (oh gawd that sounds dirty).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0845.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You really can't judge a book by it's cover because in the day, this restaurant's exterior looks as plain as Jane next door, but its interior is really lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The service was excellent - and all by young Japanese girls too (I can hear some of my male friends gawking already). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway we were greeted by a refresher towel and 3 types of sauces:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0805.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the sauces was sesame oil with salt - the other 2 tasted good but I had no idea what they were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once we ordered, our drinks came really quickly followed by starters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0813.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edemame beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0807.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wagyu sashimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0808.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon Carpaccio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Their salmon carpaccio was lovely. There was also kimchi that we didn't get a picture of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other thing we didn't get a picture of was their ox tongue. I have to say this is the first time I have tried a tongue of any sort, and to be honest in all normal circumstances I wouldn't have tried it if not for my birthday, so I did - and it was amazing. It was sliced so thinly and the texture was so smooth that if I didn't know, I wouldn't expect it to be a tongue. Anyway, the following are pictures of our food that we had a fun time grilling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0820.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tiger prawn and scallops - they were fantastically sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0818.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0817.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wagyu beef from 3 or 4 different cuts of the cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0826.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it looks like when grilling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0823.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is what it looks like when done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The beef was so aromatic and amazing that when you put it on your tongue, the whole thing melts and you've got to chew it slowly to taste and experience the flavours and sensations erupting from that tiny piece of meat - are you salivating already?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had grilled vegetables too (mushrooms, zuchinni &amp;amp; pumpkin) but who cares about vegetables when you're having wagyu beef?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0838.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red bean and green tea ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhh I would go there just for their dessert. Because we had a set meal each, each of us was entitled to a scoop of ice-cream and jelly. There were 3 flavours to choose from: Green tea, sesame and red bean - I like them all!! It's a great way to end a meal - with green tea to wash it down and ice-cream to sweeten the deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We ended the night with Juin singing a very out-of-tune happy birthday song and me blowing out the candle to my delicious cupcake from my favourite cupcake shop (because we decided we simply could NOT eat cake anymore). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0855.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...and then Mr Geok Lin Yeo called and drove us to The Pancake Parlour for supper. OMG!!! By that time we were too tired and too full to eat, so we ordered drinks whilst watching Mr Yeo woolf down his banana split sundae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The next day we were on a diet, LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I must say that I've never met more people celebrating their birthday on the same say as I have. When I went to collect my free birthday Boost Juice, there was a girl who was doing the same just before me. We just smiled at each other and wished each other happy birthday. Then later at Takumi, there was someone also celebrating her birthday in the restaurant with a huge group of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aquarians are cool XD&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/25846358-6666922514525721619?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6666922514525721619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6666922514525721619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6666922514525721619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6666922514525721619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-part-iii-licence-to-pig-out.html' title='Birthday Part III - Licence to pig out'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8308023143684558665</id><published>2010-01-25T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:57:50.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The big 2-5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesyes I am now 25 years young. Sounds old but feels the same to me. I'm glad time is passing fast so that I get to retire. I'm aiming for 60. That's another 35 years. Darn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways I celebrated my birthday in 3 parts this year...more like 3 times, thanks to my beloved boyfriend and friends. I'm still in the process of uploading pictures from my birthday (there are quite a few) and will post them up in the next few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the meantime, feast your eyes upon my favourite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01631.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr Bean!! Mr Bean soy milk, soy milk ice cream (yum!) and chendol soy milk!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01823.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...and facial masks I bought from Singapore...but I heard it's much cheaper in Taiwan/HK...blehhhhh...Apparently it's very popular amongst the girlies now...I didn't know that, I just bought them 'cos they looked pretty!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow is Australia's birthday - you know that doesn't mean anything to me except that it is a public holiday wheehee!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8308023143684558665?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8308023143684558665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8308023143684558665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8308023143684558665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8308023143684558665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-2-5.html' title='The big 2-5'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-1500880541069096643</id><published>2010-01-20T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T15:31:02.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask and you will be given</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9 ”So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11 ”Which of you fathers, if your son asks for a fish, will give him a snake instead? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12 Or if he asks for an egg, will give him a scorpion? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13 If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Luke 11:9-13 NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And for that Lord, I will be eternally grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-1500880541069096643?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1500880541069096643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=1500880541069096643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1500880541069096643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1500880541069096643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/01/ask-and-you-will-be-given.html' title='Ask and you will be given'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4017525715957355310</id><published>2010-01-14T15:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T05:11:26.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preacher post: We are living in a material world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was relaxing at Starbucks yesterday with a cup of soy green tea latte whilst reading the Daily Bread and came across this saying, "&lt;em&gt;People these days know the price of everything but the value of nothing&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It struck a chord with me because being part of a generation of computers, television and non-face-to-face communication, relationships are beginning to change. People are becoming greedier and greedier and are allowing themselves to become subservient to money and material possessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How many cars can we drive? How many pairs of shoes can we wear? How many bags can we carry? How many handphones and Ipods can we use? Material things make us happy only momentarily, and then the instant something new comes along, our focus shifts and our hearts are longing for the faster car or the latest gadgets. We're never satisfied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So how long can this chase last? I don't know, but it's so easy for one to get caught up in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whilst riches on earth last momentarily, treasures in heaven last an eternity. Jesus said, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take heed and beware of covetousness, for one's life does not consist in the abundance of the things he possesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~Luke 12:15&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How much have you saved up in heaven so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4017525715957355310?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4017525715957355310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4017525715957355310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4017525715957355310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4017525715957355310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/01/preacher-post-we-are-living-in-material.html' title='Preacher post: We are living in a material world'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-969379632568933785</id><published>2010-01-05T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:08:12.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010...doesn't feel like a new year to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2010 doesn't feel like a new year to me. Usually I'm pretty psyched that it's a new year because it's like a new beginning to me. In school it used to be about new textbooks, new stationery, new friends, new uniforms...then it was new Uni diaries, new lecturers, new fat bank balance (thanks to parents)...now nothing has changed after the cross over from 2009 to 2010. It feels like all the burdens, worries and stress has just been carried forward. Maybe I'm just getting old, I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes yes, I'm hitting the big 2-5 this month and apparently according to some experts on the radio, a woman reaches her peak at 25 and then everything from there goes downhill. Hmmm. Which is contradictory to what one of my aunt's said at Christmas ('life begins at 50!!'). Anywho, to me age is just a number (I swear) because everyone (people who don't know me) has under-guessed my age since I was 19.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I certainly do feel 25 though: I feel the stress of working, being financially independent, planning for the future (oh gawd)...All I can say is: It ain't pretty growin' up Mister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, life goes on. Also, I won't be posting pictures of America here because it took me a heck of a long time to do it on Facebook since the Application kept dying on me. You guys can check it out on Facebook and save me heaps of trouble thankyew :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope this year will be a good one for you guys, but I doubt it, since the Tiger year is never a good year. Especially not one for giving birth. Especially since it's only 5 Jan and I've already had 2 pieces of bad news. Nope siree, this ain't gonna be a good year all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-969379632568933785?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/969379632568933785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=969379632568933785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/969379632568933785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/969379632568933785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010doesnt-feel-like-new-year-to-me.html' title='2010...doesn&apos;t feel like a new year to me'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8824215298621149885</id><published>2010-01-03T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T10:43:59.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the longest journey home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUAHHAHAHAHH MOI HAS RETURNED after my epic journey to America and back!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will blog soon with heaps of pics and hopefully some videos after I get rid of this jetlag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a thoroughly enjoyable trip but it's still good to be back. I hope you guys had a good Christmas '09 and New Year 2010!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come...stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8824215298621149885?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8824215298621149885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8824215298621149885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8824215298621149885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8824215298621149885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2010/01/longest-journey-home.html' title='the longest journey home'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-235096968186227898</id><published>2009-12-13T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:09:56.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yin hearts her life...just sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I complain a lot...but deep down inside I know that I am very, very blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not many people are surrounded by a loving &amp;amp; supportive family, partner and friends all year round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not many people get the chance to laugh freely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not many people get the chance to love wholeheartedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not many people have God and Jesus in their hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not many people have the time to sit back, reflect on the year and realise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how blessed they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2009 has been a crappy year, as many years have been, but as long as I have my God, my Jesus and my loved ones around, I will be OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes I will :) Merry Christmas everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-235096968186227898?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/235096968186227898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=235096968186227898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/235096968186227898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/235096968186227898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/12/yin-hearts-her-life.html' title='yin hearts her life...just sometimes'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-5475956866581626549</id><published>2009-12-06T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:34:47.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only life was full of sunshine and lollipops</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I watched &lt;em&gt;Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs&lt;/em&gt; with Juin last weekend. This was my second time watching this movie - I actually watched it in Singapore first as it had been released earlier there. I highly recommend it because it's very cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cloudy_with_a_chance_of_meatballs_v.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cloudy_with_a_chance_of_meatballs_v.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/cloudy_with_a_chance_of_meatballs_v.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are 2 songs from the OST that I like too because they are very happy songs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Raining Sunshine by Miranda Cosgrove; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows by Lesley Gore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, the moral of the story is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Don't pretend to be someone you are not; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. People who love you may not be able to express themselves adequately - doesn't mean that they don't love you; and most important of all -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Don't be greedy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And who doesn't like a movie which features lotsa yummy food for the most part of it!!! If only life was full of sunshine and lollipops :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-5475956866581626549?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5475956866581626549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=5475956866581626549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5475956866581626549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5475956866581626549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-only-life-was-full-of-sunshine-and.html' title='If only life was full of sunshine and lollipops'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-5854240106117461364</id><published>2009-12-05T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:47:23.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhhh random stuff. Don't ya just love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01622.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01622.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adorable pen and bookmark I got from Kikki K which were heavily discounted from the DFO at Southwharf - it just shows that old stock is cheap because it's old stock but it's just as cute as ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beautiful yoyos I got from The Cupcake Family -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They have strawberry, vanilla, green tea, chocolate and lemon fillings. Yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just the cutest 'lil penguin ever - a random present from Juin because I couldn't stop staring at it in the shop. His name by default is Blake, which is quite strange for a penguin but I think I renamed him Snowball HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhhh 'tis the season for buying lotsa stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-5854240106117461364?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5854240106117461364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=5854240106117461364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5854240106117461364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5854240106117461364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-heart-stuff.html' title='i heart stuff'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4739383213263357291</id><published>2009-12-05T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:10:01.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>close shaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 things happened to me in the span of a week which I felt got me into highly precarious positions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I was in Borders the other day reading magazines whilst waiting for Juin to finish work. Usually I see people who bring a ton of books and magazines and read them and then chuck them in a stack on the floor and leave. In the end the poor staff at Borders has to pick them up one by one and put them back in its place. When Juin arrived at Borders, we decided to leave and go for dinner. Since I only took 2 magazines with me to read, I decided not to let the poor staff clean up my mess and put them back where I got them from. Unfortunately Juin and I were engaging in exciting conversation (I can't remember what about) and soon I walked right out of the store without realising that I hadn't put the magazines back, I was still carrying them!!! Once I stepped out of the store I realised, and stopped and went back in to replace them, but my big face was already caught on camera. I was lucky that the store detectors didn't beep (for whatever reason), but it was still a close shave. I can't believe I was so absent minded!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. I was queuing to draw money at an ATM the other day and the person in front of me was in such a hurry that he forgot to take his debit card with him. By the time I realised and turned around to yell at him, he had already disappeared. I looked down at the screen and it said, 'would you like to place another transaction?', indicating that if I had pressed 'yes', I would have been able to draw as much money as I liked from his account (providing that this fella is rich) because the dumbass keyed his PIN number in and left before ejecting his card from the machine!!! So I ejected his card, made my own transaction, and went next door to the bank, passed it to one of the staff and told her what happened. She took the card and I left, not bothering to ask for her name.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, the machine already caught me on camera ejecting the fella's card - what if he accuses me of taking it?! I would have no way of proving my innocence if the bank misplaces his card!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson learnt - you can never be too careful!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4739383213263357291?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4739383213263357291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4739383213263357291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4739383213263357291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4739383213263357291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/12/close-shaves.html' title='close shaves'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4259824547906216656</id><published>2009-12-05T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:54:51.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today marks the 2nd month that my aunt is not around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They say time heals all wounds, but my cousin and I both agree that time doesn't heal anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I picked up a copy of Alana Stewart's "My Journey with Farrah" the other day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=40916710.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/40916710.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw it in the bookshop and I told myself that this was the book I was looking for, after going through numerous ones on grieving for the loss of a loved one. I needed someone who went through the same journey that I did, who felt what I felt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you didn't already know, Farrah Fawcett, one of the original Charlie's Angels, passed away from Anal Cancer in June 2009 after battling it for over 2 years. Her ordeal were in many ways similar and yet different to my aunt's. Alana Stewart was one of her closest friends, who was by her side most of the time, who flew in and out of Germany for her treatment with Cancer. This book is exerpts from her diary from the time when she found out about Farrah's cancer until just before Farrah passed away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This book is so therapeutic - I read it and cried at the same time and the tears just wouldn't stop. I can't imagine how much pain Cancer patients have to go through. It's just unbelievable. And the vomitting - it just doesn't stop. Their body degenerates so quickly that they can't move anymore, they have no energy to do anything that even breathing is a chore. They can't eat, they sleep most of the time, they can't do anything for themselves, and their body is full of so much medication that it's just inhuman. I can go on and on about how this disease is so dibilitating but I won't, because mere words just won't do it justice - you'd have to see or experience it first hand. It is just a slow, suffering, cruel, painful death where every day is a struggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I decided to enrol myself into a Cancer volunteer program. There were admin positions available, as well as fund raising positions, but I wanted to get down and dirty and go straight to patient support. I would be assisting cancer patients in the hospital and providing them with a listening ear. This position is available for people who have lost a loved one to Cancer. However one of the criteria was that there is a 2 year minimum gap between the date of death and the day I volunteer. Which makes sense I guess, since they probably don't want me breaking down sobbing in front of the patients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe I should just pen a book like Alana Stewart's in honour of my aunt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4259824547906216656?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4259824547906216656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4259824547906216656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4259824547906216656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4259824547906216656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7250612728618061451</id><published>2009-12-02T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:55:07.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Groban: Sexiest Man Alive 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/package/video/0,,20315920_20320257,00.html"&gt;http://www.people.com/people/package/video/0,,20315920_20320257,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-7250612728618061451?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7250612728618061451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7250612728618061451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7250612728618061451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7250612728618061451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/12/josh-groban-sexiest-man-alive-2009.html' title='Josh Groban: Sexiest Man Alive 2009'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7628971549426854054</id><published>2009-11-25T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T13:40:32.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>her last email to me - 24 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Yins,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you need free weekends if you have to work so hard during the week.  At any rate, it did not seem like a comfort zone to me with the lack of appreciation for the hard work and effort you have put in.  You will find something better soon, I am confident particularly with this stint of work experience and by keeping in close contact with your agent - do not wait for her to call but call her regularly to show your interest after a much needed break.  Let me know if you need any financial help - your ee ee is always here for you, no questions asked.  Love and hugs and keep warm and away from crowds with 'flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Ooi Giok Ling&lt;br /&gt;Professor&lt;br /&gt;National Institute of Education&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang Technological University&lt;br /&gt;1 Nanyang Walk &lt;br /&gt;Singapore 637616&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Adjunct Professorial Fellow (Institute of Policy Studies)&lt;/em&gt;&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/25846358-7628971549426854054?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7628971549426854054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7628971549426854054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7628971549426854054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7628971549426854054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/her-last-email-to-me-24-june-2009.html' title='her last email to me - 24 June 2009'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-3005835544848157028</id><published>2009-11-24T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:24:03.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My gorgeous niece, one of the loves of my life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01512.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=march2009birthdays_057.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/march2009birthdays_057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01506.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't wait to spend Christmas with her :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-3005835544848157028?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3005835544848157028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=3005835544848157028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3005835544848157028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3005835544848157028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-princess.html' title='my princess'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8190598336241213976</id><published>2009-11-23T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:17:37.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, that's me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6612.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/6612.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8190598336241213976?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8190598336241213976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8190598336241213976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8190598336241213976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8190598336241213976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-thats-me.html' title='hey, that&apos;s me!'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4853320825406397319</id><published>2009-11-22T19:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:09:10.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff &amp; fluff - retail therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A new edition to the family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01615.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas is coming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My favourite (manufactured) smells:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01616.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just realised that I can do this with Photobucket:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01616-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01616-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel so swaku *lol*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New Fossils for each of us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know one has only 2 arms but one can never have too many watches...nor handbags...but that'll take up a whole other blogpost altogether...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another blue box (from the new shop at Chadstone this time - we had to queue to get in):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01618.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01620.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This time it's a pendant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01621.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I'm a lucky girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I saw the most atrocious thing in Chadstone. Juin and I were queuing up (I suddenly feel like I'm back in Singapore again - queue to get everywhere) to get a table in the Lindt Cafe when suddenly this waiter came up to the queue and offered everyone free chocolates because it was going to be a long wait. There were 2 aunties (from Hong Kong) who were queuing up in front of me - not only did they grab as many free chocolates as they could from the waiter, they even went into the store and helped themselves to some more from the 'pick and mix' area, where customers can select their own chocolates to purchase. OMG!! I was so disgusted with their behaviour!! The Aussie couple behind me with their 2 kids were pretty gross themselves. When the waiter offered them chocolates, they sniffed at it and said, "What flavours are these?" The waiter replied, "Dark chocolate, mint and orange." Then the wife said in a sarcastic voice, "Oh, then no flavours for children?? No thanks then." So the waiter had to apologise and went and grabbed some 'child-friendly flavours' from the 'pick and mix' area. OMG!!! What happened to just appreciating and thanking people for FREE EXPENSIVE CHOCOLATE!!!??? The funniest thing happened after that though. The waiter came back to us with paper cups filled with the most delicious hot chocolate to apologize for the long wait. In the end we decided to walk away from the long queue (we had already been standing there for half an hour), but for our time spent there queuing we got free chocolates and hot chocolate LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhh Monday again tomorrow *sucky*. I hope you guys have a good week. Christmas is coming!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4853320825406397319?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4853320825406397319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4853320825406397319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4853320825406397319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4853320825406397319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/stuff-fluff.html' title='stuff &amp; fluff - retail therapy'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6722010616368852019</id><published>2009-11-19T13:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:30:17.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Britney down under, bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, so Amy, Sangee, Cheryl and I had bought Britney's Circus Tour tickets months ago and we were pretty psyched to be a part of it. So on Friday the 13th Nov we headed down to the Rod Laver Arena (yup, 7 years in Melbourne and I've never once been inside it) for some action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've followed Britney's career since I was 13 years old. That's 11 close to 12 freaking years. Granted, she's a crap singer and a crazy person sometimes (well most times) but there's just something about her music that's catchy and fun and it goes 'round and 'round your head until your brain sometimes wants to beg it to stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Britney's never been down under in her entire life so we were quite lucky to be able to catch a glimpse of her. Check her Circus tent out selling all sorts of merchandise. We wanted to get t-shirts but unfortunately they were so freaking expensive ($50 each) and fugly that we just couldn't make ourselves do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01568.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's us in our seats farrrrrrrrrr away from the action. The crazy people who paid for the action paid $500 - $1500 for arm's length seats. We were cheapskate so we bought the 2nd cheapest seats. The only time I'm going to pay for those is if I actually get to touch Britney or if she gives me a lap dance at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01586.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's play a game I like to call 'Spot Britney' (geddit? Cuz she's so small she's like a spot?? Awww comeon that was lameass funny)!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01603.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See how there are 3 stages in the 360*C arena?? Britney had to divide herself between 3 stages all whilst twirling around 4 sides so that everyone could get a 25% glimpse of her face and spend the other 75% of her song watching her backside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01604.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtain of sparks come down after Britney's last song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to say, I wasn't impressed. You know, people made a HUGE deal out of her lip-synching during the concert. Like dude, as if she's ever sung live in public EVER! I can't believe people are shocked to hear this! They must have been living in a parallel universe all this while where there's this Britney who can sing beautifully and perfectly live *doh!*. The only song she sang live was 'Everytime' and she didn't even finish it. I have to say that it sounded very similar to the CD version though. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, I was annoyed because we were there at 8pm right, because that's when the concert was supposed to start. So yes, the opening act, DJ Havanna Brown, supposedly the best DJ in Australia, but no one's ever heard of her, started off on stage doing one of her awesome mixes which included songs from Black Eyed Peas and Lady Gaga (at that point Sangee and I almost wished we were at a BEP's concert). Did I mention that she looked like Lady Gaga? She was on-stage for a whole 20mins doing what DJs do best, standing behind the turntable and occasionally running from stage to stage trying to rev up the crowd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then she disappeared and we were left sitting there in the quiet for 40mins just waiting for something to happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01584.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When something finally happened, Britney said only 2 sentences to the crowd the whole concert. There were also long costume changes, sometimes with her Circus acrobats and dancers to entertain us (sorry pals, I know you're working your butt off more than Britney is and you're getting paid a lot less, but reality is, no one's here to see you) and sometimes there was nothing on stage but a screen playing videos of her. These were really anti-climax moments which kindda killed the mood for me. Of course it didn't help that we were sitting right at the back and could hardly see her - lucky she's blonde or else it'll be even tougher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The good parts of the concert were that her dancing was fantastic, as usual, and that even though she's now a mom and she's been through a whole hell lot (esp the crazy parts), she's still got IT. I don't really know what 'IT' is, but she's got IT. I wouldn't pay to watch her again, but I didn't regret watching her this once. And of course, the fun-nest bits were hanging out with mah chicks and watching Amy boogie down to 'I'm a Slave 4U' like she was in a nightclub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01609.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rod Laver, smoking up after the concert&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After that we went to supper at China &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bar @The Glen 'cos we were starving and guess who we met?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01613.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A fellow Britney fan (check out his t-shirt with the tour dates)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a night.&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/25846358-6722010616368852019?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6722010616368852019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6722010616368852019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6722010616368852019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6722010616368852019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-britney-down-under-bitch.html' title='It&apos;s Britney down under, bitch'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4685938673676111259</id><published>2009-11-19T13:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:35:03.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me (to Juin): Go get ready or else we'll be late for the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picks up a comb to brush my hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juin: &lt;em&gt;*smiles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juin: You're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Now everybody say 'awwww')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4685938673676111259?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4685938673676111259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4685938673676111259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4685938673676111259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4685938673676111259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/i.html' title='I&apos;m blessed'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6233166188684616914</id><published>2009-11-09T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:04:38.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell is descending</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG it's FREAKING HOT it's not funny!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't ever remember Spring feeling like a furnace...It's like 34*C at the moment - my skin feels like the top layer is going to burn itself off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't think I'm going to survive this Summer. America, please come soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On a brighter note, Britney bitch is coming to Melbourne!!!! Woooohooooo!!! Amy, Sangee and I are gonna catch her last concert in Melbourne this Friday!! Haha!! I heard that people have been complaining that she lip-synches and stuff...but I knew that all along. It must have been 10 or 11 years since she broke onto the scenes with 'Baby one more time'. Gosh she is my era! I grew up listening to her LOL. So excited...will post up pictures once it's over :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rest of the week is going to be crazy hawt, so lather up the sunscreen and drink lots of fluids!! Speaking of sunscreen, we went to the beach last weekend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01543.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The water was so damn clear and the sand was littered with seashells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01555.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01555.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Harlow Mr. Crab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01564.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01564.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot the starfish??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01556.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01556.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mentone Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a lovely, sunny day. The beach was awesome!! The water was so clear and the beach was so clean. I got a nice arm tan but my legs, for some reason, refuse to tan. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Will have to try again sometime later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-6233166188684616914?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6233166188684616914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6233166188684616914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6233166188684616914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6233166188684616914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/hell-is-descending.html' title='Hell is descending'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2667891948102628079</id><published>2009-11-05T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:50:25.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dearest EE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a month since you've been gone and things are still the same. Feels like just yesterday that I was still massaging your legs and talking to you and you smiling at me. I think many of us have not moved on - definitely not Ma and I. Ma called me up last night to tell me that because her life has revolved around you for the last 2.5 years, she feels empty now, especially when she has free time, she thinks of the times you and her spent together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I understand because I feel the same too, although I've been away for so long that I remember the precious 2 months that I had with you best. You are always with me in my thoughts, even when I am temporarily distracted by work or other things, whenever I have an idle moment, be it sitting in the train on the way to work or before going to bed, you are there with me every single time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People say that no one is indispensible, but you are irreplaceable, at least in my heart. I still feel that gaping hole and sometimes I'm in this place where I'm all alone, wondering what it would be like if you hadn't contracted cancer. You would have seen Tian Ji and Zheng Xi go to Uni. I know you wanted the world for them, like every mother does for their children. You would have retired and gone to see more of the world like you always enjoyed, with Ma and Uncle Kog. You would have come to my wedding - you promised me that you would - I badly wanted you to meet Juin so that he can see why I idolize you so much. You would have held my children and loved them with all your heart like you love me and all your nephews, nieces, grand nephews and grand nieces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think of these things and it hurts so much because every day that you are not around I feel a day lost. I had so much faith in God that He wouldn't take you because you are the last one to ever deserve to have to go through so much pain and suffering. I watched you every day and my heart broke into a million pieces, but I could do nothing but watch helplessly from outside. I am so, so sorry that your last 2 and a half years were spent in and out of hospital, needles sticking everywhere, operations, medication, hair loss etc until eventually your condition deteriorated until you did not even have energy to speak, let alone move. I know you hated these things so much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You deserved so much more but you didn't get to enjoy it, that's what kills me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope you are happy now and not feeling too lonely without us there in Heaven. Just know that we miss you dearly and will always, always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yinsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2667891948102628079?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2667891948102628079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2667891948102628079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2667891948102628079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2667891948102628079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-month.html' title='It&apos;s been a month'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-9030682476325707479</id><published>2009-10-30T06:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T06:16:41.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vimrod moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6584.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/6584.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-9030682476325707479?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/9030682476325707479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=9030682476325707479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/9030682476325707479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/9030682476325707479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/vimrod-moment.html' title='A Vimrod moment'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4313200265434821703</id><published>2009-10-28T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:15:50.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Photographs are lovely things. They remind us of the good times, the happier and carefree days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They can also bring a lot of pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I probably shouldn't have opened my family photograph folder. I was asking for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bawled my eyes out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4313200265434821703?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4313200265434821703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4313200265434821703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4313200265434821703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4313200265434821703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-240733472012054418</id><published>2009-10-26T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:45:07.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope springs eternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feels like just yesterday that we just met. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n641256635_383111_3115.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/n641256635_383111_3115.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_5558.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/100_5558.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6 years on and one of us is getting married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG2649.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/CIMG2649.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish her and her husband nothing but eternal bliss - I'm so happy that she found her 'The One' :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My books finally arrived today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01522.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01522.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm freaking compulsive. When I like a writer I usually finish their entire series. Chick lit is so brainless and addictive. I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY managed to buy my cupcakes from this new cupcake store in QV that I've been dying to try:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01526.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01526.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry Cream Cheese Cupcake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bought 3 (Blueberry Cream Cheese, Green Tea Daisy &amp;amp; Berry Moon) but only managed to get a pic of one because the other 2 got a little squashed on the long journey home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are so good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check them out here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecupcakefamily.com.au/menu.html"&gt;http://www.thecupcakefamily.com.au/menu.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-240733472012054418?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/240733472012054418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=240733472012054418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/240733472012054418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/240733472012054418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/hope-springs-eternal.html' title='hope springs eternal'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6302593976013429104</id><published>2009-10-19T05:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T05:21:37.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dear EE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dearest EE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been 2 weeks since you left us and we're still feeling the after effects, like an earthquake that shook our world and left all of us lost and devastated. It sounds cheesy but it's true. There isn't a moment that passes where you don't cross my mind. I'm sure Ma's the same. When you left you took a huge piece of our hearts and we will never be the same again. We miss you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's your birthday next month and I don't know what to get you yet. I know I haven't been a very good niece because I've only sent flowers and cards every year. But I know material things don't matter to you, it's the thought that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes thinking back, I'm still sore with God that we lost the fight. We tried so hard to keep you even though we saw you were in so much pain. I know that God has certain plans for all of us but I don't agree with how much pain and suffering He put you through these past 2 years. But that's God isn't it? We can never understand His work - all we can do is trust in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for the last 6 weeks I had with you. Good or bad, these memories are those I will keep forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope you're having a blast in Heaven. I trust my God is taking care of you whilst you bask in His affection and look upon us every day. Zheng Xi is having exams soon, I will pray for him and Tian Ji every day and watch out for them always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Until next time, we love and miss you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Much love from your favourite niece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yins :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-6302593976013429104?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6302593976013429104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6302593976013429104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6302593976013429104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6302593976013429104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-dear-ee.html' title='my dear EE'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-1208357195642033501</id><published>2009-10-16T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:52:55.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy day stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holed up in my comfy room, listening to the raindrops outside and slurping hot Nissin cup noodles whilst watching Chinese serials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chopsticks.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/chopsticks.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-1208357195642033501?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1208357195642033501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=1208357195642033501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1208357195642033501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1208357195642033501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/rainy-day-stories.html' title='rainy day stories'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2724710899004754542</id><published>2009-10-15T15:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:34:41.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was feeling alone and down in the dumps today because of boredom (amongst other things) so I decided to go out (alone) and go to random places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Believe me when I say I really love Singapore. Where else can you get a whole packet of mee hoon with a fried chicken wing and a sunny side up for SGD$2.80?? That's AUD$2.20 and in Melbourne that would buy you...erm...that would buy you practically nothing. Maybe a donut from Krispy Kreme. That wouldn't even buy you a cup of bubble tea - the price now has gone up to AUD$4 per cup whilst I'm still paying SGD$2 here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I went to Ion Orchard. It's so freaking convenient because once I get out of Orchard MRT, one side is Ion Orchard, which connects to Wheelock Place and the other side is Wisma Atria, which connects to Takashimaya. Everything is underground so I still feel like I'm in Melbourne with air-con all around me. Ahhhh this is the life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ion Orchard is a new mall that they built which is chocked full of every damned shop you can think of. I had a good time window shopping and then went into the Food Hall (which they named Food Opera I think) and was just hard-pressed to decide what I wanted to eat. This is very rare for me because usually in Melbourne I scan the whole city and don't have anywhere to eat because the food is just not nice. Over in Ion I had trouble deciding what to eat because there were so many things eg. chai tow kway, yong tau foo, ngoh hiang, fried prawn mee, laksa, chicken rice, fish head noodle soup, chendol, ice mango delight...AHHHHHHHHH why must I only have one stomach?!? In the end I decided to walk and eat my Old Chang Kee instead of sitting down for a meal. I just couldn't decide!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of Old Chang Kee, do you know that it delivers??? Even Sakae Sushi and Delifrance are into home delivery, not to mention almost every fast food outlet in Singapore!! Singapore is so small and convenient, that I don't know why anyone would need home delivery. I just have to walk out of my house and in 5 to 10 mins there's a Cold Storage, a whole row of restaurants, pubs, food courts and a wet market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I walked into Kikki K (the very first Asian branch) and felt giddy with excitement. I know it's stupid because Kikki K is EVERYWHERE in Melbourne, I visit it frequently. For those of you who don't know, Kikki K is a Swedish stationery shop with stationery so beautiful you'd want to own the entire shop. The price is the only thing keeping me away. But OHHH I couldn't resist walking in and grabbing myself a cute monkey pen, an ice-cream magnetic bookmark (I think I have nearly the whole collection):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pi_17415.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/pi_17415.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and a darling ice-cream pencil which is actually mechanical but it looks like an old fashioned pencil:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pi_17365.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/pi_17365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was a new shop I'd never seen before called Callate La Boca, which is Spanish for 'Shut your mouth' I think. It had the CUTEST tshirts, tshirts with sunny side up eggs, Volkswagons, chicks, crazy eyes...I nearly bought a few then I glanced at the price of one (SGD$70) and nearly fainted. The shopgirl told me it was because the tshirts are made in Europe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=andresito_9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/andresito_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=torponcio-en-la-av.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/torponcio-en-la-av.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their Mascot with the crazy eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pollito_1024x768.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/pollito_1024x768.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I forget, I have to say that some Singaporeans take too much for granted. Whilst waiting for the train to come, I heard 2 girls complaining about how long the train was taking, when a train comes every 3.5 minutes. When it's peak period (morning), I think it comes every 2 mins. I mean, in Melbourne, I would be sooo freaking happy if the freaking train comes ON TIME every day. But noooo....normality is that it's either late or it's on strike, or it will never come because of some accident or fault with the line. Since coming back have I learnt to appreciate the joys of being at home (still hate the weather though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whilst on my way home, I remembered that my mom likes jellied tofu from a shop called Mr. Bean, so I went to get her some. Mr. Bean has outlets in almost every MRT station around Singapore, so it's wayyy convenient. This was the first time I've actually bought anything from there, and I thought their little Beanie mascot is soooo freaking cute. I had to go on their website and check out their merchandise because I nearly wanted to buy their straw dispenser:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=merch_Plushtoys.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/merch_Plushtoys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wall4_1024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/wall4_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am just dying from cuteness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2724710899004754542?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2724710899004754542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2724710899004754542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2724710899004754542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2724710899004754542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-heart-singapore.html' title='I heart Singapore'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2398088660420052848</id><published>2009-10-08T18:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:23:23.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory of my aunt. my 2nd mom. my teacher. my friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some of you who know me well enough know that my aunt had been struggling with colorectal cancer for just over 2 years to date. Just 3 days ago she lost the battle with cancer so aggressive that it rendered her unable to move and sometimes speak. My aunt passed away on 5 Oct 2009 in SGH at around 6.30pm, leaving her husband, 2 sons, my mom and a whole lot of other people heartbroken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My aunt shared a room with me as early as I can remember. In those days I was a naughty kid, running around making everyone miserable. But she still loved me with all her heart like she loved everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My aunt is truly a unique character. I say 'is' because she is still alive in my heart. She is one of the brightest intellectuals that I know and will ever know. She was always the first in class every year, she pursued her education until she received her professorship, she worked stubbornly hard, played hard and fought unrelentlessly for everything that she wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She excels in everything that she does and her interests are so far and aplently that anyone would be amazed - She truly is a Jack of all Trades and a Master of all of them. She enjoyed nature, gardening, painting, cooking, writing, travelling, classical music etc. If you take a look at her portfolio, it spans the length of the Great Wall of China and the depths of the sea. She did so much good work and research in her 20+ years in Singapore that in the words of her ex-colleague, 'her death is a loss to Singapore'. On top of being a hard-worker and outstanding colleague, she was a loving mom, wife, daughter, sister, aunt and grandaunt. She never held grudges and her graciousness and ability to forgive and love even the worst of humanity is something that still amazes me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We could tell from the number of people who came to her wake in the last 2 days that she has touched the lives of so many blessed enough to be able to cross paths with her - even the cleaning lady from her workplace contributed towards the pool of monetary offerings that was handed to us during her wake. Her son explained to me that his mother would always buy food and distribute it to her colleagues and workers so that everyone, no matter who they were, would receive a share - she forgot no one. That is my aunt - someone who always gives the best to others and keeps the crap for herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is so much more that I can say about my aunt because her attributes are endless. All these are memories that I will keep - thinking back, there are so many things that I remember about her which make me smile. She fought this terrible disease so hard that I would never, ever wish this on anyone. The pain and suffering that someone so fiercely independent like her felt, ripped my heart into pieces but all I could do was watch and feel helpless from the outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In her last days I was privileged to be one of the few people around to care for her and thus I got to spend a lot of time with her. We shared laughter and tears and the love we have for each other is so powerful that I don't know if I can ever live knowing that I will never see her lovely smile nor hear her speak to me ever again. I miss everything about her and my pain is so raw that it numbs me sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've learnt so much from her and will continue to preserve the legacy that she has left. I am devastated to say the least but also joyful that my aunt is now in God's arms and enjoying what she so rightly deserves - a life with no pain, no suffering, no worries and burdens but one with abundant joy and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My cousin found me a verse that is so apt in our situation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you and whispered "come to me." With tearful eyes we watched you and saw you pass away. Although we love you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Until we meet again, my dearest EE, you will be dearly loved and missed by all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can say for certain&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're still here&lt;br /&gt;I feel you all around me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory, so clear&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the stillness&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you speak&lt;br /&gt;You're still an inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Can it be?&lt;br /&gt;That you are my&lt;br /&gt;Forever love&lt;br /&gt;And you are watching over me from up above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly me up to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the distant star&lt;br /&gt;I wish upon tonight&lt;br /&gt;To see you smile&lt;br /&gt;If only for awhile to know you're there&lt;br /&gt;A breath away not far&lt;br /&gt;To where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gently sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Here inside my dream&lt;br /&gt;And isn't faith believing&lt;br /&gt;All power can't be seen&lt;br /&gt;As my heart holds you&lt;br /&gt;Just one beat away&lt;br /&gt;I cherish all you gave me everyday&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are my&lt;br /&gt;Forever love&lt;br /&gt;Watching me from up above&lt;br /&gt;And I believe&lt;br /&gt;That angels breathe&lt;br /&gt;And that love will live on and never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly me up to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the distant star&lt;br /&gt;I wish upon tonight&lt;br /&gt;To see you smile&lt;br /&gt;If only for awhile&lt;br /&gt;To know you're there&lt;br /&gt;A breath away not far&lt;br /&gt;To where you are&lt;br /&gt;I know you're there&lt;br /&gt;A breath away not far&lt;br /&gt;To where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~To Where You Are (Josh Groban)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2398088660420052848?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2398088660420052848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2398088660420052848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2398088660420052848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2398088660420052848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-loving-memory-of-my-aunt-my-2nd-mom.html' title='In loving memory of my aunt. my 2nd mom. my teacher. my friend.'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4222409034637761265</id><published>2009-09-21T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:42:27.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You belong with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You belong with me - Taylor Swift&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's going off about something that you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, isn't this easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You say you're fine, I know you better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All this time how could you not know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been here all along, so why can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Standing by and waiting at your back door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All this time, how could you not know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You belong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You belong with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4222409034637761265?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4222409034637761265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4222409034637761265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4222409034637761265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4222409034637761265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-belong-with-me.html' title='You belong with me'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8152733808141315073</id><published>2009-09-19T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:43:37.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little superhero girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corrinne May - Little Superhero Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like a little girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trying to conquer the whole wide world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everybody wants a piece of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I just don't know where to turn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;work piled up to my head&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I want to do is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jump into bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wash away my troubles with lemonade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Play hide and seek with the boy next door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take a trip to Singapore and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine how I'll make the world a better place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I need is a good disguise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One where nobody can recognise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I'm feeling so small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I need is a secret weapon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've gotta have faith&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zapping monsters into outer space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm gonna be a Superhero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah If I were a little girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trying to clean up the whole wide world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd kick the bad boys back to school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teach them fighting's just not cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd give every kid a teddy bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Turn starving people into millionaires &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Break glass ceilings with dynamite sprinkle a little sugar and spice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Turn the bullies that terrorize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Into pink poodles that bark, but don't bite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I need is a good disguise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One where nobody can recognise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I'm feeling so small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I need is a secret weapon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've gotta have faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zapping monsters into outer space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm gonna be a Superhero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah Little Superhero Girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Little Superhero Girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Save me Little Superhero Girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Little Superhero Girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Save me from myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like a little girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trying to conquer the whole wide world&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8152733808141315073?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8152733808141315073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8152733808141315073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8152733808141315073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8152733808141315073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-superhero-girl.html' title='Little superhero girl'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6219207763910689410</id><published>2009-09-10T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:57:02.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding personal meaning in a crazy world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mom tossed me a booked by Kent M Keith titled "&lt;em&gt;Anyway&lt;/em&gt;" yesterday when I was sitting by my aunt's side whilst she was sleeping. I read it twice over in succession and like it very much so decided to post up the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10 Paradoxical Commandments&lt;/span&gt; that Keith writes about in his book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Love them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Succeed anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Do good anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Be honest and frank anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Think big anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fight for a few underdogs anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Build anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. People really need help but may attack you if you do help them. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Help people anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Give the world the best you have anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My favourite is the 1st one. How about yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-6219207763910689410?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6219207763910689410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6219207763910689410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6219207763910689410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6219207763910689410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/09/finding-personal-meaning-in-crazy-world.html' title='Finding personal meaning in a crazy world'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8289958168648320859</id><published>2009-08-18T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:22:27.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My aunt is very sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been in and out of hospital. Her stomach is full of water. Doctors inserted a tube into her body to drain the water. She has to carry that tube around all day. It pumps 1 litre of water out of her body everyday. Apparently according to the doctors (who are a bloody waste of time and money), her liver is causing the water seepage. It's failing. She's not eating because she has no appetite. When she eats, she vomits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard that these are last stage cancer symptoms. She's not going to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom says there is no God. She says if there is a God, He must be evil to let my aunt go through this punishment and pain. What did she do to deserve this pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no retort for that. And I felt very sad and helpless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8289958168648320859?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8289958168648320859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8289958168648320859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8289958168648320859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8289958168648320859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/08/losing-faith.html' title='Losing faith'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4662911388207101484</id><published>2009-08-11T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:12:35.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our 1st year :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A sinfully rich yet deliciously satisfying home-cooked dinner;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01453.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01449.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A beautiful ring in an eggshell blue box;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01461.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A cupcake in a chocolate-brown bag after a long day's work;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01460.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Snuggling into his arms whilst we enjoy the silence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a few of the many reasons why I love him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4662911388207101484?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4662911388207101484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4662911388207101484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4662911388207101484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4662911388207101484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-1st-year.html' title='our 1st year :)'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-1164186326851348898</id><published>2009-07-30T07:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T08:06:48.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart strawberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We made chocolate-coated strawberries on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amy and Syl's genius idea to make it into a bouquet and wrap it up for Thilini's birthday present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01367.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think we had more fun eating the ones that weren't pretty enough to make it to the bouquet. Hmmm no wonder we had so many 'lousy' ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I heart strawberries, especially if they come chocolate-coated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also heart cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01361.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cupcake shops have been springing up everywhere in Melbourne. I admire the people who have enough passion to put their talent into good use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to admit that I prefer looking at the cupcakes more than I like eating them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had a craving for wonton on Saturday so Juin made some. Syl and I did the hard labour of wrapping them. Yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01362.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sangee's pre-wedding party was amazing. Oh the food they cooked up was glorious. Sometimes I wish she was a chef and not a doctor, although she is quite made for the medical profession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P7180188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/P7180188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel so pampered :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-1164186326851348898?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1164186326851348898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=1164186326851348898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1164186326851348898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1164186326851348898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-heart-strawberries.html' title='I heart strawberries'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-6944447993950165962</id><published>2009-07-28T06:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T06:51:41.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yin's prayer request</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My aunt's condition is deteriorating rapidly and I can't do anything to stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't understand. I pray every night for her recovery but it just seems like it gets worse everyday instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate this feeling of helplessness. Of not being able to help my aunt get better. Of not being able to provide the comfort that my mom needs. Of just standing there watching everything go by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cancer is so scary. It's scary cos you know you are dying slowly and painfully but you can't stop it. The treatments are equally if not more painful than the death. It's terrifying. And after years and years of research and medical advances, the doctors still don't know how to fully cure it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess that it's in these times when humans fail that we remember that there is a power greater than all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please friends if you read this, please say a prayer for my aunt that she will recover soon. That would mean so much to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-6944447993950165962?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6944447993950165962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=6944447993950165962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6944447993950165962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/6944447993950165962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/07/yins-prayer-request.html' title='Yin&apos;s prayer request'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-7591063329224749345</id><published>2009-07-24T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:15:34.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Reds are in town...but not mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole Liverpool squad is in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Minus Steven Gerrad but who cares about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Torres is going to be there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And my siblings are going to watch them play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am officially jealous. HMPH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-7591063329224749345?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7591063329224749345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=7591063329224749345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7591063329224749345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/7591063329224749345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/07/reds-are-in-townbut-not-mine.html' title='the Reds are in town...but not mine'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-1042925723302644672</id><published>2009-06-14T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:33:44.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't come to Melbourne. We are racist and have Swine Flu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I lied. I was supposed to blog AGES ago but I didn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I now have no personal life. A huge contrast of what I was 2 months ago - when I had too much of a personal life. It's never a balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So it's been work from 8.30pm to 6pm from Mon to Fri and Weekends are dedicated to friends and Juin, so there's no 'me time' so to speak. Then again I've gotten so used to having no 'me time' that I don't really miss it. All I feel is guilt for not replying to emails as often as I'd like to. I can't please everyone, you know ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They asked me to work weekends and I said 'no' so loudly the whole office must have heard. I think no one has a life outside the workplace. Which is so sad. Because everyone needs time to stop and smell the flowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To all my dear friends having exams now, all the best of luck! My dear sister is going through exam after exam for the next 5 months so I am keeping her in my prayers always, as I am my aunt. She is not getting better at the moment, and what made things worse was when her doctor told her she only has 3 months more to live and that there was nothing else he could do for her. She switched doctors immediately but the whole episode gave my mom a huge scare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh life. We take it for granted until we lose it. We forget it's fragile-ness. Is there even such a word? My England is going down the drain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By the way, tell all your friends not to come to Melbourne. We are racist and are now the Swine Flu Capital of the world. Spend your hard-earned money somewhere more fruitful. Japan perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't eat at Grand Tofu 2 which just opened in Glen Waverley:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Food took forever to come out;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Service was lousy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Food was disgusting;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. I ate Assam Laksa and a fish bone got lodged in my throat and pierced it. When I managed to cough it up, it was covered in blood. The boss asked for feedback and Juin told her what happened. She was adamant that this always happens where fish is concered. Juin vowed never to go back again because of her sheer rudeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't go to the Bubble tea stall in Chadstone (it's called Bubble Bubble I think). The other day we ordered Green Milk Tea with Pearl and the pearls came out soggy and disgusting and the drink tasted like water (the most horrible bubble tea I have EVER tasted). When we asked them if it was ok if they could make another cup, they refused and said that they can add milk powder to the already disgusting drink if we wanted. I gave them a horrified look and said I didn't want it anymore and walked away. What a waste of my $3.80.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life sucks in general. But it makes it all worthwhile having Juin and awesome friends. I mean REAL friends who listen to you. Who come to your rescue when you need them. Who love you as much as you love them. Not just random people on Facebook. Not colleagues you spend almost all your time with. Real friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And for that, life is worth living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-1042925723302644672?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1042925723302644672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=1042925723302644672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1042925723302644672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1042925723302644672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-come-to-melbourne-we-are-racist.html' title='Don&apos;t come to Melbourne. We are racist and have Swine Flu.'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8863003676709964054</id><published>2009-05-24T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:36:33.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>greetings from my room :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates, I've been busy working. After 10 hours at the computer, I just feel like coming home and crashing on my big bed. At the moment it's becoming more and more crowded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01254.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01254.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01255.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01255.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will blog again tomorrow!! Promise!! :) Have a good week!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8863003676709964054?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8863003676709964054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8863003676709964054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8863003676709964054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8863003676709964054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/05/greetings-from-my-room.html' title='greetings from my room :)'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2442843290828601122</id><published>2009-05-10T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:06:38.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My happy family - Happy Mothers' Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a shoutout to my mom, aunt, and to all moms on this planet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know we love 'ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1283569.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/P1283569.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2442843290828601122?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2442843290828601122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2442843290828601122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2442843290828601122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2442843290828601122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-happy-family-happy-mothers-day.html' title='My happy family - Happy Mothers&apos; Day!!!'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8998454688726568288</id><published>2009-04-16T07:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:04:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy Luck Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I recently went on a rampage to find my lost childhood, so I've been reliving it via all the ridiculous ways possible, for example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Buying and watching the old, old, old, back before they started looking weird, 1991 kindda old Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles series. Those episodes bring back fond memories. I can even remember some of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=B0000696I0_01_LZZZZZZZ.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/B0000696I0_01_LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Looking EVERYWHERE for Ring pops, you know, the candy that was so popular in primary school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4145CGNFZ0L__SL500_AA280_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/4145CGNFZ0L__SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Buying myself a Casio Baby G. I used to have one when I was 12 (when that was the craze) and I remember begging and begging my mom for it, only to throw it away a few years after it went out of fashion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=235447446_tp.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/235447446_tp.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Watching and reading The Joy Luck Club. I haven't finished the book yet but the movie made me cry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=club0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/club0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=51RM6SD24DL.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/51RM6SD24DL.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've suddenly become addicted to reading (oh my mom's dream has come true at last!). Everytime I finish a book I feel like I need to read another new story immediately. It's a good way to pass time actually. I already have 3 more books lined up after The Joy Luck Club. More on that in days to come :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8998454688726568288?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8998454688726568288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8998454688726568288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8998454688726568288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8998454688726568288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/04/joy-luck-club.html' title='Joy Luck Club'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-5064418124259850160</id><published>2009-04-12T21:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T07:44:23.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess where I went this Easter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Werribee Free Range Zoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've always wanted to go, but no one wanted to go with me. Yesterday we took the chance to go, since we were at Philip Island for half a day and had nothing else to do :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's Mr. Harry the Hippo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a sexxxay butt he has *muahahhaa*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the rhinos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01209.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The meercats were so damn cute. They remind me of Timon of the Lion King! Here's one digging a hole:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01221.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey Mr.! Watcha doin???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01214.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01214.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's us grinning like monkeys *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01210.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was fun, thanks to Norman who drove all the way there and back. Syl and I just sat in the back and snored our heads off *lol*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The free range zoo has many other activities. Unfortunately we were there near closing time and had to leave prematurely. However, everything else you want to do, for example, feeding the giraffes, has an extra cost of $70 per person. Otherwise the main entrace fee (around $20) only covers the cost of walking trails as well as a shuttle around the areas were the animals are. &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/25846358-5064418124259850160?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5064418124259850160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=5064418124259850160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5064418124259850160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5064418124259850160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-easter.html' title='my Easter'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2769262155954196639</id><published>2009-04-09T06:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T06:24:24.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>early morning post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Ab6nophAMla1i9hypem4jBDAo1_400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/Ab6nophAMla1i9hypem4jBDAo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nails. I like. I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm still trying to figure out how they managed to do the colourful pattern. It's genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just found out that they are going to do a movie on my favourite Cecelia Ahern book, 'If you could see me now'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled-8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/untitled-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's coming out in 2011 (oh man why so long?!) and Hugh Jackman is supposed to play one of the leads. It's a strange choice if you ask me though. I always thought that the male lead was meant to be much younger. *shrugs* Hopefully it will be much better than 'PS: I love you' because I loved the book so much but the movie really ruined it for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nails picture taken from Katy Perry's blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2769262155954196639?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2769262155954196639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2769262155954196639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2769262155954196639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2769262155954196639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/04/early-morning-post.html' title='early morning post'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8098458582469143131</id><published>2009-04-08T07:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:01:23.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The weather is perfect for sleeping in. At this point I'm almost wondering if I'm just sitting around, wasting my youth away. Maybe I should do something life-changing, like start a campaign for world peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who am I kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The only peace I would like for now is peace in my world, so I can have a dreamless, rested sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The latest addition to my ever-growing family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00986.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC00986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His name is Mi(4) Feng(1) aka honeybee. He's adorable and came at an exhorbitant price. I nearly keeled over in shock. Juin is obsessed with buying me soft toys for some strange reason. I told him they were depreciating assets and we spent a good 5 mins arguing whether soft toys were assets or not. I love him so much :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walked past the local florist on my way home and caught sight of something bright yellow on the corner of my left eye. Literally walked backwards and stopped. Staring at me from inside was a bucket of the most beautiful sunflowers. I couldn't resist grabbing a bunch. They are gorgeous:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00994.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC00994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to the Melbourne Flower Festival at the insistence of my friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01137.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01065.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01135.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC01012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh what I would give to lie on that and read my book.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just finished my new book by Sophie Kinsella. Somehow reading her books make me happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n132535.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/n132535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's titled 'The Undomestic Godess' and it's about a young lawyer (Cambridge grad) and was working at a top tier firm in London. As it happens, on the day she was supposed to be made partner of her firm (something she killed herself to become), she got fired as a result of making one mistake which cost the firm $50 million pounds. Somehow or other, she landed up working as a housekeeper for a rich family, without her even knowing how to cook or clean or do the laundry (since she was so busy at work all day she never ever learnt how to be domestic). In the end she learnt to do all these things only to realise later that the firm which fired her wanted her back because the $50 million pound mistake was actually a set-up against her by one of the other partners. Of course she would never go back after finding true love and having much-needed time to herself instead of being a slave to her job and her blackberry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like this book because it's not only close to heart, it also taught me some lessons about life. For example, we try so hard to fill the voids in our life. For what? If we have everything but no job, we want a job so badly, thinking that if we get one, we'd be happy. But that's not true is it? If we have everything but no boyfriend/girlfriend, we want one so badly, thinking that if we do have one then our life is complete. But that's not true either is it? It's like shopping. You want one dress, you buy the dress. The next day you want a bag, you buy a bag. Then you want makeup etc. and the list just goes on and on because you're never truly satisfied with what you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In short, just appreciate what you do have than obsessing about the one or two things in life that you don't have!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~till next time folks!! :) Have a great Easter weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8098458582469143131?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8098458582469143131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8098458582469143131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8098458582469143131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8098458582469143131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-days.html' title='lazy days'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-5854173498644105588</id><published>2009-04-03T08:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:10:08.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bits and bobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been waiting to put up an entry about how we had this weirdo Twilight themed party but Thil hasn't passed me our pictures yet so I guess that has to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, we had a Twilight themed party for the 2 fans amongst us. The thing about a themed party that's so much fun is that you have to relate everything to the theme in one way or another. Everything was black, white and red and our guests came in those colours as well, all except Amy, who thought that she could get away trying to look like the Doctor (one of the characters) in Twilight. The food was all red in some way or another LOL. We utilised strawberries, tomatoes and chillis to our advantage. The food was pretty amazing. It was potluck so we each had something to share. The music of that night was, of course, the Twilight soundtrack, which I have to admit, is pretty good. All in all, we had fun! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-5854173498644105588?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5854173498644105588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=5854173498644105588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5854173498644105588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/5854173498644105588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/04/bits-and-bobs.html' title='bits and bobs'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4026763805264028767</id><published>2009-03-19T16:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T07:20:45.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was blogsurfing a few days ago and came across this picture which made me quite sad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know. It's just a picture of some &lt;em&gt;tang yuen &lt;/em&gt;but it made me think of the days I used to spend in Taiping. Taiping is a small town in the state of Perak in Malaysia. It has fewer than 200,000 people and is pretty backward looking - well, at least it was backward looking when I last saw it. It has got to be about 12 years now since I've been back. Things should have changed by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taiping is my mom's hometown. She was born and bred there before she descended in Singapore. My siblings, cousins and I used to spend about a week there almost every year during the school hols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss everything about it. I miss the old house we fondly referred to as 'Green House' ('cos the house was green duh, and the address was 'green house area'). I miss the frequent rides I got at the back of the motorcycle from my cousins. I miss the times when we would play outside and sit on the swing and our cousins would push us. Heck, now I push my cousins' kids on the swing when they come to visit (I feel old). I miss the smell of black coffee when I woke up in green house. The family would gather in the main dining area for breakfast and there would be a variety of things for us to pick and choose from (like colourful Malay kueh, carrot cake, lor mai kai...ok now I'm all excited), thanks to our uncle/cousins who would go out and buy breakfast early in the morning. I miss the times we as kids just sat around, played and talked shit and no one gave a damn about anything.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life was carefree. That's what I miss about childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The reason for the &lt;em&gt;tang yuen&lt;/em&gt; picture is because it reminded me of the times we used to make &lt;em&gt;tang yuen&lt;/em&gt; from scratch in Green House. I used to have fun as a kid rolling the balls and playing a fool and sprinkling flour everywhere on the floor as I went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's all gone now. Even the house is overgrown and weed/pest infested. Only fond memories remain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4026763805264028767?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4026763805264028767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4026763805264028767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4026763805264028767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4026763805264028767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/03/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4453748875766567546</id><published>2009-03-19T10:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:29:52.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of lollies, furry friends &amp; storybooks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been lounging on my big bed with lollies (I love gummy bears and raspberry twizzlers) and my story books...It's the best feeling...well, one of the best feelings...especially when it's gloomy and raining outside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00984.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC00984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Books allow me the luxury of escaping reality for a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Furry friends that I wanted to badly but refused to buy because, well, let's just say I already have a sizeable zoo in my house. And that's not counting the ones I have in Singapore. Ahhhh only a fellow lover of furry friends like Thilini will understand. But it seems that these days she's ditched me for Twilight memorabilia. *tsktsk*. Anyways, Juin bought them for me instead, and I've been making them talk to each other and dance in funny positions ever since:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00983.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC00983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ralphie the Giraffe and Zibby the Zebra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Awwww aren't they sweet? Who can resist them? And don't ask me how I came up with those ridiculous names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oOps. My book's calling my name. Laters!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4453748875766567546?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4453748875766567546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4453748875766567546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4453748875766567546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4453748875766567546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-lollies-furry-friends-storybooks.html' title='of lollies, furry friends &amp; storybooks...'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-3871700684918575887</id><published>2009-03-18T00:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:57:18.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi my name is Hui Yin and I'm a Shopaholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things that I NEED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. A delicious-looking new LG Ice-Cream phone, preferably in baby blue, the same colour as my beautiful Nintendo DS Lite :) - I know my current phone is only 4 months old, but I mean, just LOOK at this baby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IneeditIneeditIneedit!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. A gorgeous pure, bright, white, sexy Sony Vaio :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VGNCS26GW_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/VGNCS26GW_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean, this would SOOOO compliment my LG Ice Cream XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. A Mini-Cooper. To tell you the truth, I don't like Mini-Coopers at all. Not one bit. But I mean, this has Josh Groban's FACE AND BODY ON IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Lc7HSpawGqIETqdZRstGYQ.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/Lc7HSpawGqIETqdZRstGYQ.jpg" 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/25846358-3871700684918575887?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3871700684918575887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=3871700684918575887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3871700684918575887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3871700684918575887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-my-name-is-hui-yin-and-im-shopaholic.html' title='Hi my name is Hui Yin and I&apos;m a Shopaholic'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-8365612386151104799</id><published>2009-03-16T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:53:49.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey Ma, I'm reading again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been awhile since I've touched a book. The last time was in December when I finished Cecelia Ahern's 'The Gift'. I read every one of her books religiously as they are released (sometimes twice or thrice over). Since her new book's not out yet, I decided to start reading something else for a change, my Christian books. The thing about me and reading is that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm really picky about books that I read. People think I don't like to read, which is nonsense bullshit because I do love reading, I just am verrrrrrrryyy fussy about what I pick up. Often, a majority of books cannot seem to sustain my attention past the first few pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hence, my Christian books failed to sustain my attention past a few pages either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, when I was in Dymocks a few days ago, I picked up Richard Carlson's "Don't sweat the small stuff' and read a few pages. I remember seeing this book at home in my study room, so my mom must have read it. And all this while it's been sitting there in the bookshelf, I've never bothered to pick it up. I flipped it open and started reading it and felt that I must own it. Juin bought it for me in a heartbeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=51JYTRW5QXL__SL500_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/51JYTRW5QXL__SL500_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was in Borders the very same day an hour later, I found 'Don't sweat the small stuff in Love' edition and bought that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=51W9MEFRRCL__SL500_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/51W9MEFRRCL__SL500_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I felt mysteriously drawn to the whole shelf of Sophie Kinsella's books. Borders was having a sale on the whole Shopaholics series so I actually purchased all 5 of them. I am going to have a book marathon. Wheeheee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/untitled1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/untitled2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n60904.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/n60904.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n79604.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/n79604.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6a00d8341c5ac253ef00e5506a31bb8834-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/6a00d8341c5ac253ef00e5506a31bb8834-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Call me bimbotic but I enjoy easy/light reading from time to time. Law books/journal articles sap too much brain cells from me. Juin's very different. He's more of a cheeem philosophy/law/super deep reader. When I saw his book collection, I screwed my nose up and walked away because those books felt like they were written in a different language. We have nothing in common, but hey, I guess opposites do attract at some point :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I caught 'Confessions of a Shopaholic' today with the gals. It was OK but really not what I expected. Perhaps I shouldn't have read the book before I watched the movie. Most of the information and sequence of events in the movie were quite different from the storybook. I think the book's much better, if you guys get the chance to read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Until next time! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-8365612386151104799?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8365612386151104799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=8365612386151104799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8365612386151104799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/8365612386151104799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-ma-im-reading-again.html' title='hey Ma, I&apos;m reading again!'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4006172334655553108</id><published>2009-02-22T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:58:22.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turning 21 on the 21st :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time passes so quickly. My brother just turned 21 yesterday (hope you had a good one, brother-man!). I remember how we used to think, as kids, that we'd never reach that age. That it was too far off. That we'd never get to do ANYTHING as a kid. Now it's caught up on us. That's just scary. Oh the irony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time is flashing by me whilst I come to a total standstill. Life for me is as meaningful as a bird now. All I want to do is find food in the day and have a place to fly home to at night. Luxuries can wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March is dawning upon me. I am starting to become accustomed to this slothish lifestyle. This can't be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4006172334655553108?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4006172334655553108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4006172334655553108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4006172334655553108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4006172334655553108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/turning-21-on-21st.html' title='turning 21 on the 21st :)'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-381892050464886413</id><published>2009-02-15T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:41:00.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines' 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A candlelit apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Josh Groban music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A homemade steak dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A card and necklace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugs and kisses by the candlelight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A hot waterbottle to ease my cramps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every girl should be so lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=294c79df6d90ff3c5822b43e94d2c024.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/294c79df6d90ff3c5822b43e94d2c024.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope you guys had a lovely Valentines' :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3252273580_946a87bb0d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/3252273580_946a87bb0d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*picture taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.love-a-cupcake.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.love-a-cupcake.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-381892050464886413?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/381892050464886413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=381892050464886413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/381892050464886413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/381892050464886413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-2009.html' title='Valentines&apos; 2009'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-3821630375295633040</id><published>2009-02-12T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:19:20.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's burnin' up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sure you guys have already heard of the bushfires happening in Victoria. Even though it's the recession, thousands of people around the country are pulling their money together for the victims of the fires. People have been pouring in to donate blood. America and Singapore have offered to help in different ways. Keith Urban and Nicole Kidman donated half a million together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look what the fires are doing to the poor koalas who have had their homes razed to the ground:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=koala.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/koala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But it's nice to know that the victims are not alone and even with the struggling financial crisis, people are still trying to help in every way possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's a light at the end of every tunnel after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*picture courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinkisthenewblog.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.pinkisthenewblog.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-3821630375295633040?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3821630375295633040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=3821630375295633040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3821630375295633040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3821630375295633040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-burnin-up.html' title='it&apos;s burnin&apos; up'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-1848788358697943177</id><published>2009-02-06T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:38:20.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knight in shining armour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=simpson.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/simpson.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Josh Groban on an episode of The Simpsons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gorgeous even in cartoon form :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-1848788358697943177?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1848788358697943177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=1848788358697943177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1848788358697943177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/1848788358697943177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/02/knight-in-shining-armour.html' title='knight in shining armour'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-3830115027197147269</id><published>2009-01-25T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:16:03.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 牛 year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhhh it's that time of the year again. Chinese New Year. The time of the year that people shop like there's no tomorrow. I have been out these few days trying to run errands for mom as well as trying to get all my stuff ready to pack because I'm leaving Singapore in another 4 days &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People are just mad. Correction. Singaporeans are mad. There are no signs of recession here as they buy, buy, buy and buy some more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight is the Chinese New Year eve reunion dinner. Lots of eating coming my way!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My birthday = I'm old. Celebrating it with my favourite nephew:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00918.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC00918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to everyone for their well wishes. I got a shock when I switched my mobile on in the morning and it showed 10 new messages :) Got many more throughout the day. Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juin and I realised that we bought the same birthday card for each other. Great minds think alike I guess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My brother bought the whole Guitar Hero World Tour set so I have been hearing drumming for the past 3 days non-stop. Urgh. Here's my rocker nephew with his dad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00911.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/DSC00911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I must say that Guitar Hero is pretty addictive.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's definitely not as easy as it looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time to go get ready for dinner. I'm so tired &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy new year to most of my peers!! This is your year :)&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/25846358-3830115027197147269?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3830115027197147269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=3830115027197147269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3830115027197147269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/3830115027197147269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-year.html' title='happy 牛 year!!!'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-2804594561090653462</id><published>2009-01-14T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:04:57.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still hibernating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry folks...I've been MIA-ing for awhile I know. The weather's too hot, the world is boring, yadayadayada. It's nice to hole up in my room alone with my book once in awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I'm turning a ripe old 24 next week *yesyes I am getting heaps of 'omg u are sooo oldddd' comments. Whatever. I decided that 24 is such a hmmm-ha age that I can't be bothered celebrating it. When I turn a quarter of a century old next year I probably will celebrate it with a bang, but 24 is just tooo hmmm-ha = neither here nor there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have things to do and errands to run (now that Chinese New Year is coming) but I am doing what I do best (procrastinating) again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Celebrated my honeypot's birthday with him on 13 Jan at the stroke of midnight (Aussie time). Looked ridiculous holding a piece of cake with a lighted candle up towards the webcam and singing but I did it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Josh is one of the celebrities to be singing at Obama's Presidential Inauguration. A must watch :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till then folks, have a good one!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-2804594561090653462?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2804594561090653462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=2804594561090653462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2804594561090653462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/2804594561090653462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-hibernating.html' title='still hibernating'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25846358.post-4929656874513493371</id><published>2009-01-04T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:37:03.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most gorgeous, to die for picture of all time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=401813621_cTaFh-O.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=401813621_cTaFh-O.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j36/yinny56k1/401813621_cTaFh-O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be still my heart. &lt;em&gt;*faints*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25846358-4929656874513493371?l=yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4929656874513493371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25846358&amp;postID=4929656874513493371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4929656874513493371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25846358/posts/default/4929656874513493371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yinheartsjosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/most-gorgeous-to-die-for-picture-of-all.html' title='most gorgeous, to die for picture of all time...'/><author><name>Aquarian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
