<?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-627709975716054819</id><updated>2012-01-17T21:57:47.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SeahMingYang.blogspot.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>202</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-796749914871516794</id><published>2012-01-17T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:57:47.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you fucking kidding me?</title><content type='html'>Not sure if it's bad luck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or I'm not trying hard enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-796749914871516794?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/796749914871516794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=796749914871516794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/796749914871516794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/796749914871516794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2012/01/are-you-fucking-kidding-me.html' title='Are you fucking kidding me?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-9094818908433785087</id><published>2011-12-24T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T01:16:04.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood</title><content type='html'>I came across this website called &lt;a href="http://www.9gag.com/"&gt;9GAG&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;not too long ago. Quote one of the things that is posted there, it really took my soul away. I'm really amazed by one fact. It doesn't matter which country we grew up in, we all have a more or less similar and awesome childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing one between Squirtle, Charmander and Bulbasaur was probably one of the hardest decisions. Raising my hand up in the sky because Goku needs me. Talking to Zordan on my Casio watch. Drawing sun on the top right hand corner of the drawing block. Life back then were just too awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people (especially those born in the 80s) who post things that we played or experienced during our childhood. I've always enjoyed reading this kind of posts. It lets me remember how carefree life used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that being a bus driver was probably one of my first ambition. It was the coolest occupation to me back then. I was so fascinated that I took a major interest in the different bus models and remembered which bus services have 'Full Air-Con', 'Partial Air-Con' or 'Non Air-Con'. Even till now, this fascination for buses still have some effect in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were tons of lies and beliefs that were made up by people. There seems to be so many babies found in rubbish bins, all 'Ah-bu-neh-neh' were bad people, blowing into your Sega Megadrive cartridges and skull-shooting Teddymon. I've always wondered which jackass came up with all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it, your childhood is awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-9094818908433785087?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/9094818908433785087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=9094818908433785087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/9094818908433785087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/9094818908433785087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/12/childhood.html' title='Childhood'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-6455237009755875719</id><published>2011-09-07T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T20:50:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>All my life, there's always a benchmark for me to chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes life difficult for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This benchmark causes me to have a very strong 'not wanting to lose' feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling causes my emotion to get a better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try to make my mind think that this benchmark is invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it never works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-6455237009755875719?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/6455237009755875719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=6455237009755875719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6455237009755875719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6455237009755875719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/09/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-193326702821848983</id><published>2011-05-25T18:46:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:41:55.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phones</title><content type='html'>I suddenly have this urge to find the pictures of all the phones I've used before. To my surprise, I can remember all their model numbers, except for the one I used for my NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XS_Z8FwSSgM/TdzenbdEVEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FDsO7N6fEnk/s1600/Nokia8210.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XS_Z8FwSSgM/TdzenbdEVEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FDsO7N6fEnk/s200/Nokia8210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610604004762735682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 8210. Got this during secondary 1. Dropped it somewhere and never be  found. I remembered there was Nokia 3310 or 3210, which can be 'zhng' with running LEDs. These were classic lower secondary school models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ihOMiM2Uo4/TdzfL7gkXHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MblNwWMYLWg/s1600/nokia8250.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ihOMiM2Uo4/TdzfL7gkXHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MblNwWMYLWg/s200/nokia8250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610604631842643058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 8250. This is a 'legend' model. No matter how many times you dropped it, it still function well. Blue or white background light were the in-thing, the ringtone composer, 简单爱 ringtone, and who can forget 'Snake'. Mine got 'up-lorried' after soaking in rain water while I'm playing basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2OtWZEcMMdI/TdzhBZEOmiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bzAMFcRnk50/s1600/6510-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2OtWZEcMMdI/TdzhBZEOmiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bzAMFcRnk50/s200/6510-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610606649821534754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 6510. This has got FM radio in it. I think I didn't like this too much. If not for my 8250, I wouldn't have own this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then comes the era of colour and VGA cameras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e91nJkAdPic/TdzhwV1-oaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/8EyEJRqNrVY/s1600/nokia-6100.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e91nJkAdPic/TdzhwV1-oaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/8EyEJRqNrVY/s200/nokia-6100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610607456410313122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 6100. The era of downloading polyphonic ringtones and games from WAP websites. And being addicted to 'Bounce'. I really like this model even though it doesn't have camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technologies were improving rapidly and cameras were getting better and better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zIrsBcZf0Eg/TdzjCTBzjWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/51KXBvIPENs/s1600/Nokia-6670-01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zIrsBcZf0Eg/TdzjCTBzjWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/51KXBvIPENs/s200/Nokia-6670-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610608864403885410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 6670. Sister/brother of Nokia 7610. Symbian OS. Megapixel camera. MP3 ringtones. Gameboy Emulators. Those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Nokia is gradually losing its market share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqGiN2a1USg/Tdzj4eY3TjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gSxXsMUORKo/s1600/U700.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqGiN2a1USg/Tdzj4eY3TjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gSxXsMUORKo/s200/U700.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610609795166326322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samsung U700. This is about its design, design and design. Hmm. Maybe about its light-weight to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training to be soldier, fight for our land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p292KDnNYxc/TdzkuJQux0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/aU8LvaWVacw/s1600/1650.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p292KDnNYxc/TdzkuJQux0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/aU8LvaWVacw/s200/1650.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610610717208004418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 1650. Times where non-camera phones are so precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'Not stupid at all phones' era...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzAg9FN1dKs/TdzlBW1vyhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vZyLFHT1FWU/s1600/iphone4pic1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzAg9FN1dKs/TdzlBW1vyhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vZyLFHT1FWU/s200/iphone4pic1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610611047270435346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times where you will see at least 5 person using the same phone as you while you are on a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology certainly has come a long way, and so have I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-193326702821848983?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/193326702821848983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=193326702821848983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/193326702821848983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/193326702821848983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/05/phones.html' title='Phones'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XS_Z8FwSSgM/TdzenbdEVEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FDsO7N6fEnk/s72-c/Nokia8210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5840578724337269738</id><published>2011-05-16T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:52:55.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoppage time added on?</title><content type='html'>I realized that the re-runs of those old MediaCorp dramas on weekends are really nice. It was 迷云二十天, and then the recently ended 心网追凶. They were really nice and additive. I wonder what's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to one final paper. I realized that it's always during these period where I play games that I don't normally play, and do things that I don't normally do. And it's not that I have plenty of time. I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could name 2 things that I'm damn good at wasting, it will be time and chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5840578724337269738?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5840578724337269738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5840578724337269738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5840578724337269738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5840578724337269738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/05/stoppage-time-added-on.html' title='Stoppage time added on?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-6766595157839979942</id><published>2011-05-01T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T15:29:13.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgusted</title><content type='html'>Young Singaporeans turning on MM Lee to the extent of using the word 'threaten' is just disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed that I belong to this generation of Singaporeans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-6766595157839979942?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/6766595157839979942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=6766595157839979942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6766595157839979942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6766595157839979942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/05/disgusted.html' title='Disgusted'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-773130133374455461</id><published>2011-04-27T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T17:44:38.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The battle is on...</title><content type='html'>Yes, the huge number of foreign talents and the increasing cost of living, these are problems. But, ask yourself, do these problems affect you so much that you need to go jump off a building? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to a lower to middle income household. We don't own a car. We live in HDB flat. Life isn't great financial-wise, but I don't die of hunger and life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that it's never easy running a country. The grass is not always greener on the other side. The grass on this side may be of a lighter shade of green now, but I can assure you, it will always remain green.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-773130133374455461?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/773130133374455461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=773130133374455461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/773130133374455461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/773130133374455461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/04/battle-is-on.html' title='The battle is on...'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3313439349232050032</id><published>2011-04-01T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:45:16.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder whether the future will turn out good for mankind. Will we be better off experiencing the end of the world in 2012? That's not a selfish thinking of an individual who feels like giving up. What if 3/4 of the people wants to end? The 1/4 will be the selfish ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel I'm fighting too hard. That may sound like a good thing, the bad thing is I don't know what I'm fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wondered why 90% of the people on a train/bus are with their earphones on, eyes closed, heads down, when rushing for a 8.00am/8.30am/9.00am 'appointment'. Why can't they be in a vibrant mood looking forward to that 'appointment'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that growing up is a chore. Life that revolves around Sega Megadrive and sand-filled playground. Life that revolves around playing catching during recess. Life that revolves around kicking soccer after school. Life where you think the future is still considerably far away. Life where responsibilities are virtually non-existence. We all want to go back to the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I believed what people said. Singapore is a stressful and competitive place to live in. Where the rich will enjoy, while the middle class to poor suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel fortunate to be living in Singapore. Where natural disasters won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that future doesn't matter. We all will die one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that future does matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3313439349232050032?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3313439349232050032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3313439349232050032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3313439349232050032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3313439349232050032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2345225301967537711</id><published>2011-03-25T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T23:48:44.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>有些时候我会做梦</title><content type='html'>在我脑海里，住着一个天使，和一个恶魔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天使的个性很随便，赢不赢，无所谓。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恶魔的个性很任性，死都不想输。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这场战争还真激烈啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在拼什么，在意什么最多？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2345225301967537711?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2345225301967537711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2345225301967537711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2345225301967537711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2345225301967537711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='有些时候我会做梦'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3441732366329557198</id><published>2011-03-19T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:44:46.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Work vs. Talent</title><content type='html'>Hard work will get you some where but that 'some where' is always not where you desired. Talent alone will get you to that 'some where' and if coupled with hard work, it will get you to where you desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. A talented individual may only need to put in 0.01% effort to pawn a hardworking individual who put in 100% effort. Simply put, if you are always lagging behind in terms of so called 'talent', you're screwed. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll quote an example from Naruto Anime. Rock Lee is a ninja who perfects his &lt;i&gt;taijutsu&lt;/i&gt; but absolutely suck in &lt;i&gt;ninjutsu&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;genjutsu&lt;/i&gt;. He may have in 110% determination and hard work in him, but he's not going to exceed the likes of Sasuke and Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan's earthquake cum tsunami is devastating, with a possible risk of nuclear meltdown. There were only 12 tsunamis from 1950 to 2000. There's already 8 tsunamis for the past 11 years. Perhaps the plates like to move more in seas nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3441732366329557198?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3441732366329557198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3441732366329557198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3441732366329557198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3441732366329557198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/03/hard-work-vs-talent.html' title='Hard Work vs. Talent'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-4425692583453360541</id><published>2011-01-26T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:09:32.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我?</title><content type='html'>好胜心没以前那么强。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;斗志也没以前那么强。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么事都觉得做得刚刚好就好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做任何事也没以前那么有信心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-4425692583453360541?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/4425692583453360541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=4425692583453360541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4425692583453360541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4425692583453360541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='我?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-447067510658117225</id><published>2011-01-16T23:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:20:39.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No where</title><content type='html'>On a night when two derbies ended in draws, and another still on-going with Everton leading 2-1, I decided to blog. I'm not supposed to be bored on a Sunday night like this, it's just that my dearest Internet Service Provider had robbed me off my only good source of watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 18th of January just approximate a day away, I'm getting really scared now. Perhaps I need even more luck than Liverpool Football Club. Result Day means school's reopening soon. I don't know whether this is good or bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You are getting no where. You are not taking any risks. You are not even trying. You can't even be bothered. You are always working in your comfort-zone. You are too scared of failure. You are too stubborn. Why don't you just change a way of thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These phrases are powerful and applies to so many things. Do they have a positive or negative effect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that Facebook have replaced the need to blog. People used to blog about their daily life using tons and tons of photos. People used to share articles, links, videos, audios or what so ever on their blogs. But now, some people aren't even blogging or visiting blogs anymore. Because of that (I think?), I've been blogging lesser than I used to 3 to 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come and think of it, blog is still a blog. I can't really share what I've typed above on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. 2-2. Liverpool did get some luck. Will I get some on 18th?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-447067510658117225?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/447067510658117225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=447067510658117225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/447067510658117225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/447067510658117225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-where.html' title='No where'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7782223397704352784</id><published>2011-01-03T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T00:02:03.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite Paths of Pain?</title><content type='html'>I realized that the path a person went through really defines his or her thinking and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly how big of a world can a person see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do one define good, positive, desirable etc?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7782223397704352784?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7782223397704352784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7782223397704352784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7782223397704352784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7782223397704352784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2011/01/infinite-paths-of-pain.html' title='Infinite Paths of Pain?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3939501909190814727</id><published>2010-11-13T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:27:25.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps life just sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3939501909190814727?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3939501909190814727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3939501909190814727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3939501909190814727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3939501909190814727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2010/11/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-548665237355935333</id><published>2010-09-13T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:47:10.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Level Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Flash back 2 years. I should be lying down on my new bed, inside a new room, trying to get to sleep. I remember I didn't get to sleep until 12 midnight or maybe later. Yes, that was my enlistment day. It's quite unbelievable that 2 years have gone by just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my long lost pink Identification Card a few days back. All the cursing and swearing of the fucked up rules, and all the 'what the fuck' moments, it's all over. I should be happy ain't it? But seriously, I never thought I would miss my national service years this fast after ORD. Days where I don't have to worry about anything. Days where I really consider it 'good life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps because of shit luck or what, I didn't get to rest that long before I entered my next phase of life. I really finding it hard to shift into top 'study gear', maybe because of the rusts that accumulated over the 2 years. The feeling of exiting the lecture with another kind of 'what the fuck' moment, really does suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because my thinking have changed over the years. Now I feel that I prefer working than studying. Sometimes I think 4 years is really too long of a path to take. Imagine how much money could have been earned in that period of time. I could have already settled down with a stable job and maybe at the same time, pursuing my own interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life contradicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-548665237355935333?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/548665237355935333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=548665237355935333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/548665237355935333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/548665237355935333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2010/09/sea-level-thoughts.html' title='Sea Level Thoughts'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7686536884087781833</id><published>2010-09-08T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:38:41.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operational Ready Date</title><content type='html'>ORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got degree??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7686536884087781833?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7686536884087781833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7686536884087781833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7686536884087781833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7686536884087781833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2010/09/operational-ready-date.html' title='Operational Ready Date'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3851369890970763598</id><published>2010-09-05T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:53:37.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreading...</title><content type='html'>...Everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3851369890970763598?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3851369890970763598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3851369890970763598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3851369890970763598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3851369890970763598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2010/09/dreading.html' title='Dreading...'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5553697430630229136</id><published>2010-08-01T14:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T14:26:48.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much To Take</title><content type='html'>It's too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's certainly not the way I would like to visit Marina Bay Sands for the first time. As I sat down, legs and arms numbed, suddenly recalled my ORD counter on my desktop reflecting less than 40 days and wondering why the hell am I doing all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks were indeed nice. It's the national celebration and yes, I'm proud to be a Singaporean, but it's just too tiring. On the brighter note, it's ending and I've got no more Saturdays to burn. Approximately 8 months worth of Saturdays burnt out of the 2 years is just incredible, at least to me, as a non-combat, duty-less cum stay-out national serviceman. Perhaps life won't be too kind when one is in service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORD FFI booked and to be went, clearance forms to be signed, and immediately, school starts. I wonder is it too much to take yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what phone should I take. Data plan or not? And damn, I still haven't go take my civilian Class 3. I just need an influx of cash. Like everyone would say... FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5553697430630229136?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5553697430630229136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5553697430630229136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5553697430630229136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5553697430630229136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2010/08/too-much-to-take.html' title='Too Much To Take'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-757309987662054842</id><published>2010-06-02T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T14:29:18.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>快乐鸟日子</title><content type='html'>今天是我二十二岁生日。真的好快。今年是第一次，我感觉自己真的‘老’了。随着年龄的镇长，未来的可能性或梦想就逐渐变少。人生不就是那样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生能够衰到什么程度啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我多三个月就要退伍了，但感觉怎么像还有三年似啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP 2009, SAF Day 2010, NDP 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是真的有一点受不了了。不，已经很多点受不了。情绪真的还蛮崩溃的，真的需要一股推动力。来临的世界杯我也没什么心情看了。因该是说我没有时间或精神去看吧。天啊！有谁可以给我那股超强的推动力？我真的快疯了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后会有期。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-757309987662054842?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/757309987662054842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=757309987662054842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/757309987662054842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/757309987662054842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='快乐鸟日子'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5100101674347773569</id><published>2010-04-26T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T14:28:22.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天啊!</title><content type='html'>还真的有够倒霉的，今年的国庆庆典既然又必须参与。天啊！连续两年，真的让我无法相信。原本以为剩下的几个月可以无忧无虑的过，现在得痛苦的熬过去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时光怎么那么快啊？很快我就邀二十二岁了，真的不知道该高兴或难过。很快我就要回到用功读书的生活了，又真的不知该高兴或难过。感觉非常矛盾，我到底该不该继续读下去。以目前的‘状况’，我还真的有一点怕面对以后的生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这几天我常在想，为什么有些人可以为了自己的利益而不择手段，甚至是出卖自己的朋友。人真的有那么贪心吗？这些人得到了好处后都不会感到内疚吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我曾看过一部连续剧，戏里面的人物曾说过一句，“个性是不会遗传，而会传染”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后会有期。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5100101674347773569?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5100101674347773569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5100101674347773569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5100101674347773569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5100101674347773569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='天啊!'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3790067246063502087</id><published>2010-03-06T22:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T14:27:30.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Post of 2010</title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for months. Somehow or rather kicked away the habit of blogging at least once a month. Life's good but it's still nothing spectacular anyway. I am very bored, which pretty much explains why you will see this first entry of the year 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies as usual with we are already approaching the first quarter of 2010 and of course, entering the final quarter of my '2 year obligation'. Seriously had some mixed feelings about it. I want it to end but at the same time, I'm not too ready to face the life after that. I'm starting to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3790067246063502087?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3790067246063502087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3790067246063502087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3790067246063502087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3790067246063502087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-post-of-2010.html' title='The First Post of 2010'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-6613482712804762135</id><published>2009-12-14T23:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:37:07.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>I used to rush home every weekdays to catch every episode of this particular drama showing on Channel 55 (StarHub TV) at 7pm. Now that this drama has finished, I feel that some 'thing' is missing everyday. It's this 'thing' that keeps my days and weeks going until ORD. This awesome drama is really really nice and I would strongly recommend everyone to watch it. To me, it's by far the best drama I've watched in my 21+ years on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugoideas.com/drama-2008/story-of-time/"&gt;http://sugoideas.com/drama-2008/story-of-time/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find new motivation to keep my days and weeks going until ORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-6613482712804762135?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/6613482712804762135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=6613482712804762135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6613482712804762135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6613482712804762135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/12/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7728259255230299854</id><published>2009-11-28T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:26:31.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感同身受</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_510Zs-mFU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_510Zs-mFU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7728259255230299854?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7728259255230299854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7728259255230299854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7728259255230299854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7728259255230299854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='感同身受'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-6699874570399440805</id><published>2009-11-22T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:32:12.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just 21</title><content type='html'>I felt that my brain isn't functioning well nowadays. I've been forgetting what I wanted to do right after the moment I just thought of it. I really have to depend on jolting them down. Getting old or perhaps senile? Dammit I'm just 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking since yesterday. How life would be different if I hadn't chosen the path which I walked on, 1 year ago, 5 years ago, 10 years ago etc. Actually, I'm thinking about that all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was facebook-ing yesterday, I used my 21 year old brain and try to search the people from my 2 two primary schools that still left an impression on my memory. It just amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-6699874570399440805?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/6699874570399440805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=6699874570399440805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6699874570399440805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6699874570399440805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-just-21.html' title='I&apos;m just 21'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5869110778621147894</id><published>2009-10-01T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:04:18.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugging of Buddha's Leg</title><content type='html'>All I wanted to do is just to activate my ez-link. But the queue is so damn fucking long. The Transit-Link office has been there for weeks and months and why do people have to wait till the very last week to do their exchange of ez-links? Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been blogging that much because days are shit. Flight to home to sleep and back to flight. Why am I not utilizing my privilege of staying-out? Why am I just rotting my ass off when I'm at home? Tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week by week passes by, and how I wish every week was just like this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5869110778621147894?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5869110778621147894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5869110778621147894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5869110778621147894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5869110778621147894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/10/hugging-of-buddhas-leg.html' title='Hugging of Buddha&apos;s Leg'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-8518951059472364306</id><published>2009-09-09T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:41:45.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>090909</title><content type='html'>Today is a 'special date' which will have annually until 2012. 090909. Fast-forward exactly one year from now. I'm supposedly counting down to the last few hours of 090910 and waiting for 100909 to come. That's my official ORD. Actually the official one is 120909, which is a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by some common idiot sense, it means that I've served for one year already. The past one year has been not too fast, not too slow. Thinking back the journey. Days as a recruit during BMT, 'heaven' days at PLAB waiting for course to start, days at Sembawang Camp getting Class 4, and of course, shit days at TAB as an 'Aviation Vehicle Specialist'. (it's really amazing how names can look so deceiving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wish time would feel faster. I hope this will happen at the turn of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-8518951059472364306?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/8518951059472364306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=8518951059472364306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8518951059472364306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8518951059472364306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html' title='090909'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7238725258067133779</id><published>2009-08-29T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:02:00.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>War</title><content type='html'>Bolton carried out 'Operation Nullify Gerrard'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool looked clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolton had a man shot down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool swiftly carried out 'Operation Gerrard Torres'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool won the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another war coming up next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7238725258067133779?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7238725258067133779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7238725258067133779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7238725258067133779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7238725258067133779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/08/war.html' title='War'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5194544855309209057</id><published>2009-08-10T21:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:33:30.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over!</title><content type='html'>NDP 2009 is over. Ever since I was 'being volunteered' to be part of the RSAF Marching Contingent, I've been cursing every week that my Saturdays were burnt to ashes. But from the bottom of my heart, the journey was quite a worthwhile experience. The reciting of the National Pledge together with so many people at the end was such a 'hair-standing' moment. I feel blessed to be living in Singapore and proud to be a Singaporean. I love my country, but I don't hide the fact that I don't like to serve and has been looking forward to my ORD ever since day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never ever did a countdown to my ORD. I just did it and it's approximately 56 weeks more. Minus all leaves/offs/public holidays and maybe disruption. I guess it's not too bad. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally back to Yew Tee to kick soccer 2 days back, after so many months. Enjoyable as usual, 'cause my passion for it never dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite bored at home. Facing my computer, listening to music, surfing the net, aimlessly thinking about alot of things. Oh this is such a familiar feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5194544855309209057?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5194544855309209057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5194544855309209057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5194544855309209057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5194544855309209057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over!'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3642184962372153531</id><published>2009-07-31T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:22:43.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sir Bobby Robson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The County Durham native was taken to the hearts of the Geordie nation as he led them back into European football while playing a brand of football that won the hearts of many a neutral. Robson's controversial sacking in August 2004 is often said to mark the beginning of Newcastle's current problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Soccernet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for some great few years at Newcastle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3642184962372153531?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3642184962372153531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3642184962372153531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3642184962372153531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3642184962372153531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/07/sir-bobby-robson.html' title='Sir Bobby Robson'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-1814532130305899946</id><published>2009-07-27T21:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:16:43.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again...</title><content type='html'>I've been catching every episode of 光阴的故事. Such a nice and funny show. Pretty actresses aside, the show perhaps will let one think back their school days; the stupidity, immature acts and all the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was going home from town yesterday and certainly thought there was a NDP rehearsal on Sunday as well. So many people were dressed in red. Are there that many Liverpool fans around? Something suddenly struck my mind, Liverpool versus Singapore National Team and majority, maybe all of the spectators at the National Stadium were actually Liverpool fans. That's something to think about ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days had been passing fast perhaps due to NDP. I'm approaching the one year mark, but ORD still seems so far away. Soon to be a one year soldier and yet I'm still drawing a mere $420-- a month allowance just like any other fucking recruit. Thinking of this makes me quite depress sometimes. That's the price for wishing for a non-combat vocation and maybe, not excelling well enough in BMT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've got plenty to voice out and rant about. But to avoid and unnecessary troubles, all I can say is that sadly, I'm back to flight tomorrow again. That about sums it all. After a long weekend, it's back to 'Here we going again, same old shit again'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th August is coming. One more Saturday to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-1814532130305899946?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/1814532130305899946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=1814532130305899946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1814532130305899946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1814532130305899946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again...'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2748466813644493945</id><published>2009-07-12T22:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:25:12.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>There were many decisions that were made and not made in the past. I often like to think that life is like a portal filled with millions of television. Each of them portraying what happens when different decisions are made. Only one of them is showing what that is happening right now. It would be nice if such portal really exists. You get to see how your life differs from now if another decision is made at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this portal will never exist. So you will never know which decision made is good or bad. Perhaps one of the major flaws in every human beings is that you one will only realize your decision made in life is a bad one when it's too late. Decisions is no mathematics, which can be checked over and over again, changing your answers even though you have already wrote it down. In life, once you registered an 'answer', that's it. No one dollar three tries you'll get on fun-fairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may say; analyze the situation and you will avoid making a bad decision. But seriously, some situations in life you wouldn't even have a second to think about. Or maybe, external events or pressures would not allow you to analyze at all. Come on, if mind-mapping, classifications, arrow-drawings, tree-like diagrams (and whatever there is) really work, the world will be a peaceful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past twenty one years of my life, I had already experienced many bad decisions made, suffered its consequences, and realized. The only way to live is to look forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2748466813644493945?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2748466813644493945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2748466813644493945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2748466813644493945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2748466813644493945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/07/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-546283836117939996</id><published>2009-07-12T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:55:08.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Years Back</title><content type='html'>Even by cabbing, I only managed to reach home at around 0015. And I really don't understand why. Because of the rain? The crowd? The primary five kids? Poor management? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly a decade ago, I was a primary 5 student watching the NE show at National Stadium. 10 years later, as I was standing on the platform, I heard all kinds of screams, and  I wondered whether am I the same too at that time. But I think everyone at that age was just there for the fireworks. Hmm. It's been 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more month to go. I hope I don't reach home so late next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-546283836117939996?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/546283836117939996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=546283836117939996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/546283836117939996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/546283836117939996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-years-back.html' title='10 Years Back'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-1835147861061335804</id><published>2009-06-09T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:48:28.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Too Fast, Not Too Furious</title><content type='html'>I overheard a conversation between two servicemen while on bus not too long ago. One part of it is so true. 'Time is passing fast, but it's certainly not fast enough'. Week by week that past by sure is fast. But that's pretty useless when there's so many weeks left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love every single second of my 'nothing-to-do' time before I enlist. But now, the 'nothing-to-do' time seems to be different and I don't really enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been finding it hard to blog nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaká completes his move to Real Madrid. El Classico will be more interesting I guess, with Messi versus Kaká.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-1835147861061335804?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/1835147861061335804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=1835147861061335804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1835147861061335804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1835147861061335804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-too-fast-not-too-furious.html' title='Not Too Fast, Not Too Furious'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2526441987288757221</id><published>2009-06-02T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:54:08.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twentyfirst</title><content type='html'>It's the day when I first cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dinner in a peaceful night, filled with many coincidences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for all the greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2526441987288757221?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2526441987288757221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2526441987288757221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2526441987288757221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2526441987288757221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/06/twentyfirst.html' title='Twentyfirst'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-1565316299461658302</id><published>2009-05-28T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:39:33.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions League</title><content type='html'>'Imba' in Pro Evolution Soccer. 'Imba' in Football Manager. Perhaps now it's 'imba' in real life. Barcelona is just too good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-1565316299461658302?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/1565316299461658302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=1565316299461658302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1565316299461658302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1565316299461658302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/05/champions-league.html' title='Champions League'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2736257182542390715</id><published>2009-05-25T07:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:55:15.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end?</title><content type='html'>I certainly didn't expect this day would come. I slept early last night and hoping that when I wake up this morning, there will be some good news. But it wasn't to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is to force a new start after what has been a catastrophic few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's karma ain't it? After last week's rant on Damien Duff, he was ultimately the one that 'done' it, whether to be blamed or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel like to be supporting a Championship club? 'cause majority of the people (less Juventus fans) may never experience it in the whole of their lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2736257182542390715?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2736257182542390715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2736257182542390715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2736257182542390715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2736257182542390715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/05/end.html' title='The end?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-8748895973370627559</id><published>2009-05-16T23:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:11:43.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newcastle United for the drop?</title><content type='html'>I really can't bear to watch the last game week. I'm afraid I may just burst into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a day which Manchester United clinched the title, Newcastle United is on the verge of relegation. Luck certainly wasn't on Newcastle's side during the game but I'm no longer gonna blame anything on luck, 'cause they shouldn't be in this kind of situation to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would rather happily indulge myself in the fantasy world of FM 2009 with 'my Newcastle' than to see this 'real Newcastle' now. After a series of mis-management after Sir Bobby Robson, this existing squad is too unbalanced to even play proper football. Put it into simpler terms, this squad does suck. I'm being so harsh that sometimes you might wonder whether am I really a 13 years old Newcastle fan or not. Seriously, I'm just being frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 13 years, I've seen the ups and downs of this football club. But nothing beats the state that they are in right now. It's now very likely that you will see Newcastle United getting licensed in FM 2010 with all the faces of the players appearing on their profiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really pains to see. When they are still challenging for title and playing Champions League football not too long ago. Maybe a next Leeds United in the making?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A player worth mentioning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damien Duff is by far the worst player. Can't even fucking dribble a ball now and he still pretend that he is the player he was at Blackburn and Chelsea. A 'world class' winger whom I thought is a real bargain at 5 million when bought 4 years ago. But fucking hell, he seems like an expensive flop even at 5 million. Whenever he gets the ball, he only seems to pretend to dribble past his opponent, but actually, the only thing in his mind is to knock the ball back. And to top it all, he is still fucking drawing 70 000 per week, in which I think, 90% of it will be better off donating to the charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-8748895973370627559?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/8748895973370627559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=8748895973370627559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8748895973370627559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8748895973370627559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/05/newcastle-united-for-drop.html' title='Newcastle United for the drop?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-4469535571820626320</id><published>2009-05-10T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:45:34.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seems like?</title><content type='html'>Certainly an enjoyable Saturday night. It sure seems like the fun I had last time, before enlistment. And I badly miss those kind of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Saturdays. I guess it will be Saturday-less 3 months starting from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-4469535571820626320?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/4469535571820626320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=4469535571820626320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4469535571820626320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4469535571820626320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/05/seems-like.html' title='Seems like?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-4900222470582193086</id><published>2009-04-24T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:06:30.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit Week?</title><content type='html'>Yet another week gone and what a shit week it was. Sometimes, I felt rather happy that I am involved in NDP because it's minus one day at Flight, which equates to approximately 9 hours less to see the faces of some unreasonable people. Anger is already at the limit and I guess there's definitely far more worse to come. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of a shit week, I somehow received an acceptance letter from NTU. I've been thinking and thinking for the past few days. There's so many factors to consider. Is it really what I want? What do I want actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-4900222470582193086?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/4900222470582193086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=4900222470582193086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4900222470582193086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4900222470582193086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/04/shit-week.html' title='Shit Week?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-4354788164546562322</id><published>2009-04-20T21:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:12:05.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt</title><content type='html'>NDP Rehearsals took up my Saturdays but thankfully, there's a Monday off that cannot be touched. Weather's so hot nowadays. It seems like a sun-tanning session every week at Nee Soon Camp. Everything has to be done to perfection, or at least 99% near to perfection. All the 'big shots' like the SAF SM are even there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS aside.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/Sex_zBPyeRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-eMwGv5_m2M/s1600-h/Taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/Sex_zBPyeRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-eMwGv5_m2M/s400/Taken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326772973757167890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught this movie yesterday and to me, it's one of the best few in recent times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot is somehow predictable and the main character is somehow 'invincible'. However, it was pretty action packed and easy to understand. The story can simply be summarized as a father who risked her life to save her kidnapped daughter. What really caught my eye is the extent the father went to rescue her daughter. Thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far will you go to rescue your loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-4354788164546562322?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/4354788164546562322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=4354788164546562322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4354788164546562322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4354788164546562322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/04/burnt.html' title='Burnt'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/Sex_zBPyeRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-eMwGv5_m2M/s72-c/Taken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-8568403155393503639</id><published>2009-04-12T01:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:26:21.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite Simply...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTh8N7EQjQc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTh8N7EQjQc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much a person may hate Liverpool, he will still admit that he is really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-8568403155393503639?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/8568403155393503639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=8568403155393503639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8568403155393503639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8568403155393503639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/04/quite-simply.html' title='Quite Simply...'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-4242824759020495737</id><published>2009-04-05T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:16:20.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>I looked through all the photos taken in the past. Those photos sure flashes back my memories, where I recalled the days where I have all the fun and freedom in the world. It does make me think that cameras are such a bad invention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun and freedom would return soon enough right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-4242824759020495737?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/4242824759020495737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=4242824759020495737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4242824759020495737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/4242824759020495737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/04/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-8992071371478729996</id><published>2009-04-02T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:36:37.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP 2009</title><content type='html'>RSAF Marching Contingent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my Saturdays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-8992071371478729996?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/8992071371478729996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=8992071371478729996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8992071371478729996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8992071371478729996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/04/ndp-2009.html' title='NDP 2009'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-1007184715014673040</id><published>2009-04-01T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:42:18.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Mad April Fool's</title><content type='html'>A sudden involvement in NDP 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Shearer returns as Newcastle's United's manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so mad ain't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-1007184715014673040?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/1007184715014673040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=1007184715014673040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1007184715014673040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1007184715014673040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/04/mad-mad-april-fools.html' title='Mad Mad April Fool&apos;s'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3807510095564730441</id><published>2009-03-30T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:55:04.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Probabilities</title><content type='html'>I think I write this entry because I am staring at my computer wondering what I can do. I probably don't feel like sleeping yet. I probably don't have any games to play due to my computer 'up-lorrying' anytime soon. I probably taken enough quizzes on Facebook. I am probably just plain bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every entries are getting more and more boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably a weekend worth mentioning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally get to play soccer last Saturday morning. Wasn't as enjoyable due to the heat. Weather was sure scotching hot that morning. Haven't been exercising or playing any sports for at least 3 months. That probably equates to why there are still aches throughout my body now. The night on the very same day I went to Zhenwei's 21st Birthday chalet at Pasir Ris. It was quite fun even though there weren't much poly peeps turned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am forced to book out on Saturdays, I felt that weekends are short. Now I get to book out on Fridays, I still feel that weekends are short. What's the reason behind it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Monday again. The motivation is Friday again. Course's starting soon, I am afraid that the motivation will get change to Saturday due to some 'unforeseen circumstances'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3807510095564730441?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3807510095564730441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3807510095564730441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3807510095564730441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3807510095564730441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/03/probabilities.html' title='Probabilities'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7450545446139457785</id><published>2009-03-23T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:02:24.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another thrashing</title><content type='html'>Seriously, Liverpool have been on steroids lately. Steven Gerrard's blood flows through Liverpool Football Club. What a phenomenal player he is. Somehow I got this feeling that if Liverpool managed to win the title, Newcastle will get relegated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Poker Face' keeps spinning around my head recently. Interesting song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7450545446139457785?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7450545446139457785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7450545446139457785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7450545446139457785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7450545446139457785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/03/yet-another-thrashing.html' title='Yet another thrashing'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-8017395862516757359</id><published>2009-03-18T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:44:34.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So glad that I'm still typing here. My computer looks like it's going to 'up lorry' anytime soon. It gave me a real shock just now. I guess it's about time to change to a new one, but I'm so not willing to invest any money on these things for the time being. Come think of it, this computer is already 4 years old. Time is change?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, I pass military TP on first attempt about two weeks back, which means I'm back to stay-out life, this time at Tengah Airbase. Gonna have my vocation's training there for about one year, and thus making me a trainee for the majority of my NS life. Told not disclose too much. I scared they plug me onto a power socket and get me charged.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just have to get through Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday is the middle and turning point of the week. Thursday and Friday is very near to weekends and it will past very fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mentality to get through every week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-8017395862516757359?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/8017395862516757359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=8017395862516757359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8017395862516757359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8017395862516757359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-to-do.html' title='Nothing to do'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5837132072139324030</id><published>2009-03-15T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:09:21.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1-4</title><content type='html'>And I found myself cheering for Liverpool.&lt;p&gt;Unbelievable it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Incredible it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SbvjrlQr8SI/AAAAAAAAAGE/X2k5esgp_Ik/s400/torres+gerrard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313090523289612578" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5837132072139324030?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5837132072139324030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5837132072139324030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5837132072139324030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5837132072139324030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-4-one-four.html' title='1-4'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SbvjrlQr8SI/AAAAAAAAAGE/X2k5esgp_Ik/s72-c/torres+gerrard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3740367478168307421</id><published>2009-03-01T16:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:41:54.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring Me To Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Please please please let me 顺顺利利 pass everything next week and then F.O. from Sembawang and Kaki Bukit Camp. I can't wait seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ever since course start, I felt that almost all the weekends have been wasted, or I should say I don't have any weekends at all. Haven't been kicking football for like 2 months plus? This had never happened to me in my whole entire life. Sad sad sad. Real sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looks like Manchester United is running away with the title yet again after a virtually striker-less Liverpool stuttered at Middlesbrough. 23 shots on goal compared to 5 from Boro shows how badly they miss Fernando Torres. League Cup Final tonight and I can't watch it. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不知不觉, I have served NS for near 6 months already. 1/4 gone. Some of my friends already ORD-ed. Some already gotten their 3SG rank. Time is really quite fast. I've only got 18 more months left. That's the bright side of life. Times are so bad now. Sometimes I just felt relieved that SAF is paying me money every month to feed myself. But still it is better for the remaining 18 months to pass as quickly as possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel really sad and pessimistic because life is very fucked up nowadays. But come and think of it, will it be any better if serving my nation isn't mandatory. I guess I will be busily leading a working life, which I think, will be as fucked up as it is now. It is that contradicting because humans can never be satisfied.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked at the calendar yesterday. It's the end of February. 28/2/2009. I suddenly refreshed back. 8 years ago, I begin my secondary school education. 4 years ago, I begin my tertiary education. I'm like what the fuck. It didn't seems like it was so many years ago. Just 2 more years and it will make a decade on how long I've known the Unity Sec peeps. Can you believe it? It's a decade already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wake me up. Bring me to life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3740367478168307421?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3740367478168307421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3740367478168307421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3740367478168307421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3740367478168307421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/03/bring-me-to-life.html' title='Bring Me To Life'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-70386427889123989</id><published>2009-02-22T15:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:00:07.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dash Underscore Dash</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I realised that I haven't been blogging. Not a single entry in the month of February, which is ending soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Class 4 course is ending soon too, provided I pass my TP on first attempt. Driving a 3-ton truck has been good experience for me. But I still can't wait to get back to my 8 to 5 life. 5.5 work week certainly makes me real sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The joy. The laughter. Staying out late into the night. I haven't had this feeling for a very very long time. And the aftermath led me think of the wonderful days in the past and wondered what the future hold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Booking in later. Shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-70386427889123989?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/70386427889123989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=70386427889123989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/70386427889123989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/70386427889123989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/02/dash-underscore-dash.html' title='Dash Underscore Dash'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2446322079347205521</id><published>2009-01-27T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:12:13.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I don't get an encore?</title><content type='html'>Shit is still the only word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's Chinese New Year but for the first time, I had totally zero mood for it. 'Cause I belong to the able-bodied Singaporean male species.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This feeling sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I certainly need to get my mentality right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But still...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shit is the only word.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2446322079347205521?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2446322079347205521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2446322079347205521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2446322079347205521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2446322079347205521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-i-dont-get-encore.html' title='Can I don&apos;t get an encore?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7903229497312771754</id><published>2009-01-18T19:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:57:36.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit is the only word</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's so true that one will have almost nothing to write about other than his army days when he is serving his beloved nation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I'm so used to staying-out, tommorow marks the day when I'll have to stay-in again. Have been feeling rather moody about that. Haven't been staying-in for about 1 month plus. Certainly need some adapting. Sembawang Camp STC looks ragged and so not in good condition. It makes 'Pulau Tekong Chalet' look world class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going into a new environment ensures that life goes on. But I certainly have phobias about that every time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Correction from my previous post. It's 107 000 000 U.K Sterling Pounds instead of 100 000 000. This is absolutely crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7903229497312771754?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7903229497312771754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7903229497312771754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7903229497312771754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7903229497312771754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/01/shit-is-only-word.html' title='Shit is the only word'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3696972937698274775</id><published>2009-01-15T22:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:08:48.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricardo Izecson dos Santos Leite a.k.a. Kaká</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SW9QIHalf7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0k5Nom6b16g/s1600-h/kaka+latest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SW9QIHalf7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0k5Nom6b16g/s400/kaka+latest.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291536187543355314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It will take 100 000 000 U.K Sterling Pounds to buy him and 500 000 U.K Sterling Pounds per week to pay him. With some reference from the internet, 500 000 U.K Sterling Pounds approximately equates to 1 093 800 Singapore Dollars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's only 'maybe'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But can you be a millionaire in less than a week?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3696972937698274775?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3696972937698274775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3696972937698274775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3696972937698274775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3696972937698274775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/01/ricardo-izecson-dos-santos-leite-aka.html' title='Ricardo Izecson dos Santos Leite a.k.a. Kaká'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SW9QIHalf7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0k5Nom6b16g/s72-c/kaka+latest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5573739249097679060</id><published>2009-01-05T22:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:25:48.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Life?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really hate staying out. Reached home at 7pm. Love Blossoms 2 and Little Nyonya took 3 hours out of my time. Prepare uniform bearing for tomorrow took 30 minutes. And the worst of all, waking up at 5am tomorrow. Furthermore, transport fees to and fro has been killing me daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes fast during my BMT but now, it's getting slower and slower each day. This kind of feeling does suck. I am feeling very very very fucked up and I cannot find any ways to describe how am I feeling other than fucked up. Pardon my vulgarities. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on a seat of the bus, stoning and thinking. Listening to my iPod on the long journey back home. This was all too familiar. All songs that were randomly played reminds me of virtually everything in the past. The times before I took up the temporary super low paid job for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about songs. Got hooked onto this song recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dogefhe-MtE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dogefhe-MtE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tune sure does make one feel abit happier. At least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5573739249097679060?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5573739249097679060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5573739249097679060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5573739249097679060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5573739249097679060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-life.html' title='I Hate Life?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3734527132418081163</id><published>2009-01-01T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:05:24.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009</title><content type='html'>Happy 2009 to everyone. May it be a great year for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly wasn't a good start for me. 'The Spirit' movie. Router problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;^%*(%&amp;amp;^%^#&amp;amp;^%&amp;amp;^%&amp;amp;^$%&amp;amp;^%*^*#$%@#$#%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3734527132418081163?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3734527132418081163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3734527132418081163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3734527132418081163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3734527132418081163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-8750762676954271994</id><published>2008-12-25T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T18:58:09.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season's Greetings</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to everyone. Yet another Christmas Day has arrived, which means one more week to another brand new year. I do not need to emphasize more but, time do flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was rather fortunate to be posted to an Air Force vocation, which I think, translates to no more outfields, 'camou' on/off, SOC etc. Perhaps this is my unexpected Christmas present? But after a few days of sitting at lectures doing virtually nothing, sometimes I really do miss BMT days. Oh my, am I kidding myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 to 2009 to 2010 and to whatever. As I said, time is gonna fly. I realized there is no directions in life. I really need to find some aim to work towards to. Life's gonna be boring without any challenges. But sometimes I do ask myself, what are the aims that can be found now? There is this kind of weird feeling I am experiencing now. It's that life is neither good or bad, happy or unhappy, free from troubles or full of troubles. It's like life is pretty flat. I wondered it is good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I strongly feel that it is best not to wish for a particular phase of life to end quickly. No matter how bad, terrible, shitty, this phase of life is. 'Cause who knows whether the next phase may be even more 'shitty-er'. But for the first time, there is this urge in me to explore the next phase and to relish the new challenges up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-8750762676954271994?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/8750762676954271994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=8750762676954271994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8750762676954271994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8750762676954271994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='Season&apos;s Greetings'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2982980332389074151</id><published>2008-12-11T10:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:36:19.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REC to PTE</title><content type='html'>Yesterday marks the end of my Basic Military Training phase.  I passed out from BMTC on the 10th of December after the 24km overnight route march the day before. So, by the most common of sense, I 'recharged my battery' after I reached home for the whole of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BMT was quite an enjoyable one, come and think of it. Was pretty glad that I was enlisted to Falcon company. 13 weeks definitely doesn't felt like it has been wasted. Alot of things has been gained in the process. Even though the past 3 months wasn't bad , I am very happy that I won't be coming back to Pulau Tekong anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately two weeks from now, I shall know my fate. Bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SUB6zRN2P_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XZlRFvKnP1k/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SUB6zRN2P_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XZlRFvKnP1k/s400/IMG_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278353784491622386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SUB7Q3Gi-BI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-bcDWpop24U/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SUB7Q3Gi-BI/AAAAAAAAAEE/-bcDWpop24U/s400/IMG_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278354292877752338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SUB7puLyfsI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WkfehXUITGM/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SUB7puLyfsI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WkfehXUITGM/s400/IMG_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278354719980551874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SUB7A6SUnUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fqi1XCGzDE0/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SUB7A6SUnUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fqi1XCGzDE0/s400/IMG_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278354018854542658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP lo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2982980332389074151?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2982980332389074151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2982980332389074151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2982980332389074151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2982980332389074151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/12/rec-to-pte.html' title='REC to PTE'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SUB6zRN2P_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XZlRFvKnP1k/s72-c/IMG_0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3105482562222026407</id><published>2008-11-30T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:51:08.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemical Reaction</title><content type='html'>Chemical Reaction happens when you mixed two different chemicals together, and some end product(s) are formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two things &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need to be able to react together first&lt;/span&gt; before any product(s) can be form. That's the first thing you need to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether the product(s) you get from the reaction is something you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desired&lt;/span&gt;. That's the next thing you need to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry lessons?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP is coming real soon. One more full week to go. Dying to get out of that island and end the long traveling time. Really quite worried about my vocation after that. Bless me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3105482562222026407?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3105482562222026407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3105482562222026407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3105482562222026407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3105482562222026407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/11/chemical-reaction.html' title='Chemical Reaction'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7779873472792859187</id><published>2008-11-07T20:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:27:00.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything Whatever</title><content type='html'>A once in a lifetime book out happened today. Reached home at 3.30pm from Singapore Science Centre. If I were to use one single Chinese character to describe how I'm feeling now, it's none other than 爽.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that all outfields are finally all over. For the time being? Really hope to get to a vocation that is super relax and doesn't have any outfields. Is there one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lead an army life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7779873472792859187?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7779873472792859187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7779873472792859187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7779873472792859187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7779873472792859187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/11/anything-whatever.html' title='Anything Whatever'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-967979563808363618</id><published>2008-10-27T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:39:59.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciation</title><content type='html'>Back from the 6 days field camp yesterday. It was hell of a experience. As many would say, the 6 days will make us appreciate things that you never thought you would miss them. This is so true. Water running from taps, bed, lights are some examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through the field camp, there is a so called 'session' where we received our 'anticipated' letters wrote from our parents. Commanders were jokingly 'forcing' us to cry when we received the letters. Just when I thought how was this possible, I was beginning to force my tears back into my eyes. It's just a simple sentence on a piece of paper and it makes me appreciate the days when my parents are always there for me everyday. This kind of feeling is exactly the same as the first phone call back home during the first day of my enlistment. Is tears really that easy to flow down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate the things around and don't live to regret.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally all of my friends are enlisted. Everyone's finally doing our nation proud. You are not alone. =/ Frankly and gladly, time had been passing fast. Soon to be a 2 month soldier. I realized that it's been some time since I met up with poly friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-967979563808363618?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/967979563808363618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=967979563808363618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/967979563808363618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/967979563808363618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/10/appreciation.html' title='Appreciation'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-6873495133070616939</id><published>2008-10-19T01:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:02:05.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A 'nothing much to say' Entry</title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging frequently, and the reason for this is clear and simple. Field camp next week. I just hope that Deepavali will come soon enough. The festival of lights will be a even bright one for me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life have turned upside down. Time have never been so precious before. Being 'knocked-out' at around 10 plus at night, thus unable to watch a full live football match. Life never feels like that before. Shit. It's pointless grumbling. Just look forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listened to Jay Chou's new album already. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-6873495133070616939?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/6873495133070616939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=6873495133070616939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6873495133070616939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6873495133070616939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/10/nothing-much-to-say-entry.html' title='A &apos;nothing much to say&apos; Entry'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3659431411472077460</id><published>2008-09-27T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T11:41:19.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Confinement period is finally over. Computer, cars, bright lights, everything look so weird. Had not much of a problem adjusting and adapting to army life but doing physical training everyday certainly stinks. Being a 'Zero Fighter' kinda makes me demoralised too. Now that welfare week is over and I guess there's hell to come. Life sucks but heck it, I just want to get over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the qualifying of the first Singapore Grand Prix. Thought there was a chance to see and listen live to the F1 cars race from far, but heard that all possible 'free' views are blocked. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Premier League now looks more exciting than I expected it to be. But being a Newcastle fan, it's always the same old stories. Life as a Newcastle fan is always 'interesting'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over and done with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3659431411472077460?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3659431411472077460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3659431411472077460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3659431411472077460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3659431411472077460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/09/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7520621869118776008</id><published>2008-09-12T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:24:25.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Ready?</title><content type='html'>Life will change soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new chapter of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter of life will end in 2 years time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything will turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7520621869118776008?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7520621869118776008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7520621869118776008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7520621869118776008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7520621869118776008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-i-ready.html' title='Am I Ready?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-8077864503690817488</id><published>2008-09-08T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:11:51.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's there to panic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SMVJCAG88bI/AAAAAAAAADs/bsR2A-ozEJU/s1600-h/panic+button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SMVJCAG88bI/AAAAAAAAADs/bsR2A-ozEJU/s400/panic+button.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243677639880536498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With less than 5 days away, I refrain myself from pressing that button, but I know I will press that button within the next few days. Actually, to be frank, I'm still quite looking forward to it. More or less done packing all the things required already. The bag does look real fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a few more things to do I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy the remaining stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arrange my room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean my room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last minute preparation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Press the panic button?!?!?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What does the future hold for me? Will I be the same? Think the same? Feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-8077864503690817488?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/8077864503690817488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=8077864503690817488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8077864503690817488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8077864503690817488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-there-to-panic.html' title='What&apos;s there to panic?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SMVJCAG88bI/AAAAAAAAADs/bsR2A-ozEJU/s72-c/panic+button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-1516548987606983154</id><published>2008-09-05T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:21:32.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster</title><content type='html'>English football has lost it's meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-1516548987606983154?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/1516548987606983154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=1516548987606983154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1516548987606983154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1516548987606983154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/09/disaster.html' title='Disaster'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7254762545301873142</id><published>2008-09-05T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:25:06.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我期待</title><content type='html'>I stumbled onto this song while you-tubing. And what a beautiful song it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xhe4zeUA3NA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xhe4zeUA3NA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7254762545301873142?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7254762545301873142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7254762545301873142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7254762545301873142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7254762545301873142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_05.html' title='我期待'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-6355039887978218223</id><published>2008-09-02T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:36:54.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>杂菜饭</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking hard for an appropriate title. I've got too many issues and topics under one entry. Seems like mixed vegetables rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days left to my enlistment are countable and I'm absolutely numb about it. How am I suppose to feel? Sad? Excited? Am I cold-blooded? Do I have feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really do wonder. People are saying that feeling never lies. But what if you don't know what your feelings really are? People can ask me what are your feelings towards anything, be it a thing or a person. Sometimes, the answer from me is really a 'Don't Know'.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My temporary job has ended last week. It's pretty much good experience for me witness how a company operate daily and of course to earn some money. Finally had some time at home to prepare my NS stuffs. Bought some daily necessities and make an extra spectacles. I think I still quite far off the complete list of items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with some poly classmates last Thursday for a Pizza Hut dinner. Didn't meet them for so many months because, as usual, CP0502 will never meet up during holidays. The gathering is fun and all I can say is that the world is fast changing.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when the Europe's transfer window slam shut, is the day I finally conclude that money is the only thing that talks these days. At one end, a new 'Roman Abramovich' has entered the Premier League and out of the sudden you see Robinho in blue, erm, light blue to be exact. At the other end, managers are on loggerheads with their respective owners for not having enough money to spend. I'm really beginning to lose interest in the Premier League. Last Sunday, I even log onto TVUPlayer in my computer to watch a super laggy Serie A match rather than to watch the Premier League on my TV in my living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, the Premier League has gone nuts.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两菜一肉。好的。两块半。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-6355039887978218223?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/6355039887978218223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=6355039887978218223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6355039887978218223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6355039887978218223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='杂菜饭'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-1429281937093584578</id><published>2008-08-18T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:28:06.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports... Just keeps getting better</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Beijing Olympics are currently underway and yesterday Singapore ended their 48 year wait for an Olympic medal when they clinched the runner’s up spot in the table tennis team event. Against the formidable Chinese, they lost expectedly but it was a very brave effort nonetheless. The trio of Li Jiawei, Feng Tianwei and Wang Yuegu have done Singapore proud by winning the silver medal. Seems like jinx streaks have been coming to an end lately. With Spain ending theirs in the Euro 2008 and now Singapore in the Olympics, more to come maybe?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And also not forgetting other magnificent athletes around the world, where winning medals is as easy as ABC for American swimmer Michael Phelps. Newly crowned world’s fastest man, Jamaican Usain Bolt was indeed like a lightning bolt. World No. 1 tennis player from Spain Rafael Nadal has been impressive lately. Full marks to all of them. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The new season of Barclay’s Premier League kicked off last Saturday with a few surprises. Revitalised Chelsea, playing some attractive football at last, knock four past Pompey. Hull City got their first win just when you thought they are the next Derby County. Top four may still elude big spending Tottenham Hotspur after their lost against Boro. And of course the same old stories. Yet again, who’s there to score for Liverpool other than Fernando Torres. Gunners dominating possession and passing the ball around without scoring much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Newcastle held Manchester United to a 1-1 draw at Old Trafford. Watched the game yesterday and was pretty pleased with the performance and result. Debutants Jonas Gutierrez, Fabrizio Coloccini and Danny Guthrie all impressing. Good times to come finally?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bye.&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/627709975716054819-1429281937093584578?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/1429281937093584578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=1429281937093584578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1429281937093584578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1429281937093584578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/08/sports-just-keeps-getting-better.html' title='Sports... Just keeps getting better'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-454560557344458476</id><published>2008-08-14T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:29:49.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional?</title><content type='html'>No I'm not feeling emotional. Hmm, maybe I am? Nah, I'm not. Just that I suddenly thought of something to write about feeling emotional, or rather in short, feeling 'emo'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that there are really many reasons why people will feel 'emo'. Maybe because someone close to you pass away, your girlfriend/boyfriend ran away, opportunities fly away, freedom taken away, or anything other events that take something precious away from you. Here's when feeling 'emo' sets in. The affected individual will isolate himself from all his friends and family. He will sort of hide from the world and become so 'rare' that you would actually need a cheat code to unlock this 'emo' character. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone agrees that human beings have feelings. So it's pretty normal for us to feel sad or 'emo' over certain unfortunate events. But the bad part of it is that one would be in that kind of 'emo' state as mentioned in the previous paragraph, for far too long and often. I think I used to be like that, turning myself into 'stealth mode' when I feel really really sad. And it really took me such a long time to realise why it is not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be 'emo' because of whatever reasons. Shut myself from the rest of the world, behaving like what a normal 'emo' person would have behaved. But doing this, I'm just wasting the most precious thing of my life; the time that is ticking away. Time is just too precious for me to waste it on 'emo-ing'. Because I'll rather 'waste' it on my friends and families because these are memories, 'waste' it on sleeping and slacking because it feels comfortable or maybe I will 'waste' it on writing this stupid post, because I love to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell yourself, 'I'm the special one and I'm fantastic'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-454560557344458476?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/454560557344458476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=454560557344458476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/454560557344458476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/454560557344458476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/08/emotional.html' title='Emotional?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-86779765179771821</id><published>2008-08-09T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:57:05.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore's Birthday</title><content type='html'>9th of August is the day when my country is born. Even though I had blogged one entry about Singapore about a month ago, grumbling about this and that, I still love my country. I'm pretty glad to be living in Singapore and proud to be a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 43th Birthday to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day means one more month and is finally my turn to be bald. Still quite looking forward to it now but I wonder when will panic sets in. And of course, all the best to the VERY soon to be National Diver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-86779765179771821?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/86779765179771821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=86779765179771821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/86779765179771821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/86779765179771821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/08/singapores-birthday.html' title='Singapore&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3513597280709511448</id><published>2008-08-05T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:26:02.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>为你而活</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8NKZ8VqyQo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8NKZ8VqyQo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了你而活&lt;br /&gt;为了你而梦&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3513597280709511448?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3513597280709511448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3513597280709511448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3513597280709511448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3513597280709511448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='为你而活'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-6084577126291743901</id><published>2008-07-21T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:34:50.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'cause You had bad day...</title><content type='html'>The first song that played when I stepped out of my house this morning was 'Bad Day' by Daniel Powter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, when I reached Senja LRT station, I realised that it was more crowded than usual. Something's definitely not right and indeed, I was unable to get into the next two arriving trains. I managed to board the third one and reached Choa Chu Kang MRT station later than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the thought of 'I'm running late' circling inside my mind, I rushed to the platform and realised that something's not right yet again. The LCD monitor shows 'Jurong East - 6 minutes'. I was cursing like hell inside my mind as 6 minutes is far too long of a waiting time during peak hours. Crowd accumulated and again, I was unable to board the next two arriving trains. I managed to board the third one but it wasn't as easy as the LRT ride. This time, I was being squeezed like sardines. Probably worse than sardines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately I didn't miss my company bus. Maybe it wasn't really such a 'Bad Day' afterall.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally had a chance to hear Yoga Lin (林宥嘉) sing live yesterday at IMM and all I can say that he is really really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-6084577126291743901?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/6084577126291743901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=6084577126291743901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6084577126291743901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6084577126291743901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/07/cause-you-had-bad-day.html' title='&apos;cause You had bad day...'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-217614259820781592</id><published>2008-07-13T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:48:33.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>With most people in the team being called up for 'international duty', I think Fridays won't be the day I looked forward to every week. It feels kinda of weird though, as I've been looking forward to 'Friday Weekly Football' for more than 3 years. Unfortunately, due to 'international commitment', it has to come to a halt. What crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekdays are basically a routine for me; wake up, work, knock off, home, online, sleep. That's the life of most working personnel in Singapore I suppose. But I really wish to maximize the time after work on weekdays, like hanging-out or doing something more useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends are getting more and more boring. Mainly due to being part of the group which have yet receive our first 'international cap'. This group really does not comprise of many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with this kind of 'carefree' life, what's there to update anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-217614259820781592?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/217614259820781592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=217614259820781592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/217614259820781592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/217614259820781592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/07/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-8966330805922644646</id><published>2008-07-03T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:03:01.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion City</title><content type='html'>Singapore is a country I'm living in. It's a tiny red dot on the world map as many people would describe it. It's founded by Sir Stamford Raffles 189 years ago and since then, it underwent tremendous changes to become what it is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my country soon to be over-populated. Just look at the people squeezing like sardines in MRT and the long queues at bus interchange every morning. With ERP and cab fares sky-rocketing, encouraging people to take public transport, it doesn't make this better ain't it? What makes it more ridiculous is that that doesn't stop bus and MRT fares from increasing too. Maybe every household needs a bicycle to travel next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just transportation fares that are increasing. Oil, rice and other necessities are all going up too. Long John Silvers Combo One started with $3.40 and it's now $4.20, with the size of the chicken inversely proportionated. =/ But I think it's not just the case in Singapore. Ten to fifteen years ago, 70 million can assemble you a whole football team. Now, you can only afford Cristiano Ronaldo. It's the past. Police used to wear shorts in the past. This world is fast changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My country exist a web site named Stomp, which I visit everyday to get to know more about my country. Hmm. Sounds kinda weird but true. It's a web site where I'll find other fellow Singaporeans post photo of the daily extraordinary or special happenings around Singapore. The photos itself is nothing interesting, it's the comments posted about the photo that makes it so worthwhile for me to visit Stomp everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some comments make absolute sense while some just make you jumped off your chair. I think it's pretty normal to agree or disagree on certain comments as everyone are entitled to their own opinions. But nowadays, the trend is that more and more Stompers (people who posted the photos) are being criticized, which ultimately leads to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.antistomp.com/"&gt;AntiStomp.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm really amazed upon knowing the existence of this web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-8966330805922644646?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/8966330805922644646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=8966330805922644646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8966330805922644646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8966330805922644646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/07/lion-city.html' title='Lion City'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7307577978672031001</id><published>2008-06-30T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:43:35.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>España</title><content type='html'>El Niño does it for Spain, and what a clever finish it was. It ended their 44 year wait for a major international trophy. Really glad that the best team won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SGjwGAXcdtI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nCJXClrQSYI/s1600-h/torres+final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SGjwGAXcdtI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nCJXClrQSYI/s400/torres+final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217684154276935378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7307577978672031001?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7307577978672031001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7307577978672031001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7307577978672031001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7307577978672031001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/06/espaa.html' title='España'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SGjwGAXcdtI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nCJXClrQSYI/s72-c/torres+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-854421032012470583</id><published>2008-06-28T00:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:12:08.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't think of a suitable title</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging as frequently, and I have been finding a reason why. Maybe I have nothing to blog about other than work. Or maybe I have no time. No time? That has never happen to me during poly years. I can't believe I am so occupied for the past week. It's just not so me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain are into the finals. I've been a supporter of them in Euro 2008, and will continue to do so after that. After so many years of underachieving, they finally got what they truly deserved. A squad full of intelligent and creative players, playing some attractive football. Fernando Torres, David Silva, Sergio Ramos, Andreas Iniesta, just to name a few. Even Cesc Fabregas has to sit on the bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Spain for the win. Go go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Malaysian friend of mine by the name of Chan Kaijin is flying to Australia for further studies later. He is one very 'special' guy as in, who the hell can tell you that 'If yesterday is History, today is Geography, and tomorrow is Social Studies'? and 'RKO-ing' you out of no where on the way back to classroom. Here to wish you all the best, if you happened see this of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackie Ong finally returns from confinement at Pulau Tekong and based on his experience and story-telling, life there is not as tough as last time already. After what had recently happened, it is now 'one small cut on the hand and they treat you as if you are severely injured'. What's happening to NS? Wonder if it's still the same when my turn comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought Jam Hsiao's debut album not too long ago. It was my first Chinese album for don't know how many donkey years and all I can say that it is very much worth it. All the songs are pretty nice. Go listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's opening up a fourth university. I wonder if this is necessary in this small country. It kinda makes a value of a degree dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really think of something meaningful to blog next time; an object, a topic, a subject etc, for me to lay my 'creativity' on, emphasizing on the inverted commas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-854421032012470583?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/854421032012470583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=854421032012470583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/854421032012470583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/854421032012470583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/06/cant-think-of-suitable-title.html' title='Can&apos;t think of a suitable title'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7317661106708090604</id><published>2008-06-16T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:03:18.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Forward</title><content type='html'>That's the only way to look in life. But right now, sad to say, I think there's nothing for me to look forward to. Perhaps I am looking forward to army. As by that time, I will have things to look forward to; my ORD. Well, that is still million miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about army. 2 lives have been taken away recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my Windows Media Player playing the ever wonderful music, I've been thinking of something to blog about for the past hour or so. But the thinking process hasn't been fruitful, until the title 'Looking Forward' suddenly flashes through my mind. Actually, I think I do not have much to type about 'Looking Forward'. Yup. So in conclusion, I'm just blogging for the sake of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering why am I always on a 'roller coaster ride', or why am I a 'process value which keeps fluctuating between its set-point'. At one point, there are so many things to look forward to, but suddenly, everything was robbed away, and left with virtually nothing. And this goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My optimism is still in-tact. Because there are plenty of things for me to enjoy now, and no one one what's the future is going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7317661106708090604?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7317661106708090604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7317661106708090604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7317661106708090604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7317661106708090604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/06/looking-forward.html' title='Looking Forward'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5665539641968752687</id><published>2008-06-07T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:49:15.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>收藏</title><content type='html'>期待已久...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8vTQr3BtKvA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8vTQr3BtKvA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5665539641968752687?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5665539641968752687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5665539641968752687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5665539641968752687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5665539641968752687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='收藏'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2914456002440663737</id><published>2008-06-02T22:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:58:59.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And finally, the term 'teenager' doesn't describe me anymore. Getting old already. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, a very big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the people I need to thank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually working already, as an administrative assistant at a company in Tuas. Yes, Tuas means that I have to experience the big crowd and rush to catch the company bus every morning. The bus trip everyday depicts traffic jams, and the 'magnificent' view of Jurong Industrial Estate and Jurong Island. Distillation column standing tall and the flare burning as usual, and it does bring back memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to hate all these chemical plants. But not too long ago, I have no idea why I somehow developed an interest for them. I really wish to work in a huge plant next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I had my future actually planned out. That's not really me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&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/627709975716054819-2914456002440663737?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2914456002440663737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2914456002440663737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2914456002440663737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2914456002440663737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/06/twenty.html' title='Twenty'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5363508437124637440</id><published>2008-05-23T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:35:13.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals</title><content type='html'>It's no surprise that Manchester United won the Champions League. When it comes down to luck, Red Devils will always have an upper hand. In fact, this luck have become some sort of 'skill' to them already. Just like Sir Alex Ferguson said, it's really fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came to know that American Idol have just ended as I didn't exactly followed every week. This season ended with David Cook emerging as winner. It's not that David Cook being the winner is anything bad. In fact, he was very good. But, I just felt that that David Archuleta was equally good as well. David A is only 17, and to be this talented is truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another final this coming Saturday between Hull City and Bristol City. Fighting to become the next Derby County?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5363508437124637440?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5363508437124637440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5363508437124637440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5363508437124637440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5363508437124637440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/05/finals.html' title='Finals'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2740999982614120786</id><published>2008-05-21T22:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:28:26.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>Today is 21/o5/2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day that I finally received that 'piece of paper' which can somehow provide my everyday rice bowls in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the end of the 3 years which took to earn that 'piece of paper'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember the first day of school way back in 2005, where faces are all so unfamiliar, till now in the year 2008, the moment I received the booklet from the guest-of-honour. That moment was indeed satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phase of life finally and truly comes to an end. Even though I have two more years to think, I still think this question would still be circling around when the time comes. What's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0011-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0011-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0003-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0003-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guest-of-honour said that life is like a movie, one has to make a blockbuster with sequels or spin offs out of it. But making this type of blockbusters in life is never easy. Here in Singapore, many people including myself, are trying to make life into a 'blockbuster'. But right now, many people in Szechuan and Myanmar are struggling to even make their life into a '10 second video clip'. The earthquake that shook Szechuan, and the cyclone which devastated Myanmar, they are on the news everyday. It's really a sorry sight to see. Natural disasters are really too cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to live is the most fortunate thing on earth already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2740999982614120786?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2740999982614120786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2740999982614120786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2740999982614120786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2740999982614120786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-6152124797912546565</id><published>2008-05-20T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:04:08.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I thinking?</title><content type='html'>What the hell am I actually thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I went a bit too far&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I am not being myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I never think before I do anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I left a mess out of it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I really felt guilty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I can't really blame myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-6152124797912546565?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/6152124797912546565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=6152124797912546565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6152124797912546565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6152124797912546565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-am-i-thinking.html' title='What am I thinking?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3464075957439534346</id><published>2008-05-02T15:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:52:18.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Wrong?</title><content type='html'>#$@%^#$%^#%^#%$#%^#%@%$#%^$%^#!#$@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used 45 minutes to start up my computer yesterday and the day before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;With that, I came to a conclusion that my computer needs to be formatted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So, I took out my Windows XP CD and format my C: drive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started at 10am this morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And now it's 3.30pm already.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Formatting of drive is still at 97%.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And there's still installation to go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's wrong?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Manchester United against Chelsea in the Champions League final. Liverpool's luck finally comes to an end. All thanks to Didier Drogba. Andriy Shevchenko came on with 1 minute left in extra time and after the final whistle, he seems to look very happy and 'volunteered' to be the first to embrace Drogba. I just wonder why is he so happy? And the sight of Avram Grant down on his knees like he's being possessed. Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Gameweek 37 of the Premier League. And it looks like it's going to be a 'down to the wire' title race between Chelsea and Manchester United. Yes, this two clubs again. The Blues travel to St.James' Park to face the MIGHTY Magpies and the Red Devils host Hammers at the Theatre of Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what to expect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SBrGyBFqOFI/AAAAAAAAACc/3Lmm3tEHneY/s1600-h/drogba.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SBrGyBFqOFI/AAAAAAAAACc/3Lmm3tEHneY/s400/drogba.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195683682713221202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SBrHKhFqOGI/AAAAAAAAACk/tfdzt0BR-Kg/s1600-h/westham.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SBrHKhFqOGI/AAAAAAAAACk/tfdzt0BR-Kg/s400/westham.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195684103620016226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the wonderful images you would see this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3464075957439534346?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3464075957439534346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3464075957439534346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3464075957439534346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3464075957439534346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-wrong.html' title='What&apos;s Wrong?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/SBrGyBFqOFI/AAAAAAAAACc/3Lmm3tEHneY/s72-c/drogba.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5580428182760485509</id><published>2008-04-28T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T18:38:42.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Is Believing</title><content type='html'>Giordano 的工作终于完成了。虽然工钱不算很多，但是这些钱是自己赚来养活我自己的，从此以后不再向父母亲掏钱。只有一个字可以形容。爽!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在工作时，有一件最令我惊讶的事。应付了很多顾客后，我真的不敢相信，在新加坡居住的外国劳工或公民，有那么多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;毕业典礼即将来临，大概还有三个星期吧。还满期待穿上毕业礼服的。说到毕业，想起几个月前，害怕不能和大家一起毕业的那段日子。时间还过得蛮快的，那么快就过了大约一年了。&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'At any point of your life, you are most likely addicted to a particular 'thing'. That 'thing' defines your ambition, your dream, and what you really want to do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;往事可以去想或讲，可是没必要去多想或多讲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5580428182760485509?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5580428182760485509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5580428182760485509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5580428182760485509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5580428182760485509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/04/seeing-is-believing.html' title='Seeing Is Believing'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7553657904305718707</id><published>2008-04-24T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:58:35.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Work has been taking up majority of my time these few days. Finally a rest day tomorrow and I'm pretty glad that it falls on a Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'You are hereby required to report for enlistment on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13 Sep 2008 (Sat) at 10.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to BMTC School 1'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That date is still so far away but I'm glad that the letter came early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The count down starts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7553657904305718707?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7553657904305718707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7553657904305718707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7553657904305718707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7553657904305718707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3561878276920041215</id><published>2008-04-21T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:59:12.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To sigh or not to sigh?</title><content type='html'>Did some changes to this blog. Sick of the black background already. After the changes, doesn't seem to really like it. Somehow, I feel that some thing's not right or missing. I guess I haven't get used to the white colour. Hmm. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess many had received their enlistment letters for those enlisting in June or July. Don't know whether it's fortunately or unfortunately, I haven't received mine. For the past few months, I've been getting my mind set on the June intake. But now, I'm told that I'm most likely be enlisting in September after I've called the hot-line. Sigh. This totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my friends received their enlistment letters, I've been peeping into my letterbox and checking my enlistment date via the NS web site everyday. Hoping that the letter/date will arrive somehow. But after a few days, 我认命了. September then so be it. Now, I'm adjusting my mindset on enlisting in September and finding a part-time job for a longer period, so the letter better don't come already. Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlisting late may not be a really bad thing. Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm working tomorrow. Hope it goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3561878276920041215?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3561878276920041215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3561878276920041215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3561878276920041215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3561878276920041215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-sigh-or-not-to-sigh.html' title='To sigh or not to sigh?'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2521734008866517734</id><published>2008-04-09T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:12:12.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath</title><content type='html'>I wonder when will Liverpool's Champions League luck end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when will Steven Gerrard stop saving their asses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2521734008866517734?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2521734008866517734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2521734008866517734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2521734008866517734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2521734008866517734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/04/aftermath.html' title='Aftermath'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3020703331870801825</id><published>2008-04-09T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T02:11:25.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>开心就好</title><content type='html'>I want to watch Champions League later, in about an hour's time. So here I am typing to keep myself awake. I really hope Chelsea will get knocked out by Fenerbache. The other quarter-final match between two English teams, sadly, doesn't interest me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty much boring. In fact it's always been. While I'm desperately waiting for my enlistment letter to arrive, I've been FM-ing, watching dramas, listening songs, FM-ing, watching dramas, listening songs. And it goes on and on. I think I'm working soon. Hmm. I think I'm working soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very troubled. I wish to escape from all these troubles. I really hope I get enlisted as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can survive alone, I don't even wish to stay at home. But the fact that is I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开心就好.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This keeps me going these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've just wasted around 30 minutes just to type these. It seems like an hour to me. Hmm. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3020703331870801825?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3020703331870801825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3020703331870801825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3020703331870801825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3020703331870801825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='开心就好'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3470621804205699795</id><published>2008-04-03T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T02:48:33.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R_PUhPZRJaI/AAAAAAAAABw/j-OwQog4Y8s/s1600-h/cards.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 215px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R_PUhPZRJaI/AAAAAAAAABw/j-OwQog4Y8s/s320/cards.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184721263566857634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical pack of poker cards have 52 cards excluding jokers. It can be used to play Big 2, Showhand, Blackjack, Texas Hold-em Poker etc. It can also be used by normal people to do some simple magic tricks to fool people, and by full-time magicians to perform unbelievable magic tricks to stun people. Alternatively, it can used used to throw or 'fly' around, and act like you are &lt;span class="storytitle"&gt;&lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;Yan Fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="storytitle"&gt;&lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;i (言飞) from The Unbeatables (双天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="storytitle"&gt;至&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="storytitle"&gt;&lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;尊), just ensure that you have 52 cards left intact after that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="storytitle"&gt;&lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;I would say poker cards are born 'evil' by nature and I felt aggrieved for them for many years. Parents would ensure that their children stay away from it, so as not to get addicted to gambling. Well, as least my parents does that to me when I was young. But the funny thing is that no matter how much the parents ensure that their children stay away from it, they would still grow up knowing all the card games that are playable on earth. So, future parents, don't waste your efforts next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say poker cards are extremely related to life. The cards you draw are pretty much unpredictable, and so is life. If you are always lucky, the cards you draw will always be good, life will always be good. But if you are always down on your luck, your can prepare for the worse already. Poker cards and life can be that cruel to you. Some people would practice the law of attraction, thinking that the cards you draw will be good, thinking that life will be good, attracting the 'luck' to them. I cannot say that this does not help at all, but sometimes, life and poker cards are way beyond our control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a game of Big 2, you have 3 or even 4 'Dee', and you still lose the game. Why is it happening? It actually all boils down to negative human characteristics. Arrogance, over-confidence, carelessness, just to name a few. It's simply the same in life too, when you are lucky and going well all these while, one of these negative human traits may just bring your life to rock bottom. I heard many people said that you must treasure the good times, the 'luck' that came by, the only chance to succeed. I finally understood why. Because 3 or 4 'Dee' don't come often. You will regret it when it's gone. It may never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3470621804205699795?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3470621804205699795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3470621804205699795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3470621804205699795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3470621804205699795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/04/poker-cards.html' title='Poker Cards'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R_PUhPZRJaI/AAAAAAAAABw/j-OwQog4Y8s/s72-c/cards.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7524245361263871644</id><published>2008-03-30T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:45:11.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sundays, for me, is usually a day rest at home. It's the day where I usually get myself prepared for school tomorrow. Even now that there's no more school, I still feel that Sunday is best to stay at home. As I typing this, there's a big Merseyside derby match going on. It's half time and its Liverpool leading  1-0. Who else to score for them other than Fernando Torres?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the match between Tottenham and Newcastle had just finished, which 1-4 to Newcastle. Though thoroughly deserved, it came as a real surprise for me. Before the match, I was still thinking that even if Newcastle lose today, it would still be a six point gap off relegation zone. Yup, so heck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, out of boredom, I still watched the match. The first half perhaps was quite evenly matched, but the second half, Newcastle totally bombarded the Tottenham defence. How can you not win when the likes of Joey Barton, Nicky Butt and Geremi finally know how to play football? It was a performance that I haven't quite seen for years. Trashing a team 4-1 away from home, how often is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went cycling yesterday and it was hell of a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R--_8_ZRJZI/AAAAAAAAABo/aCkAu9rSY7Q/s1600-h/park+connector.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R--_8_ZRJZI/AAAAAAAAABo/aCkAu9rSY7Q/s320/park+connector.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183572750657201554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Coast Park to Changi Beach Park and then back to East Coast Park. Distance covered should be approximately 20km.  Though tiring, the ride was pretty much worthwhile. Didn't know that Singapore had so many places with nice natural sceneries. Had a chance to see planes take off via the Changi Airport runway. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Production-type job interview tomorrow. Was still in dilemma whether to work if accepted. No work means no money. No money means stay at home. Stay at home means no life. No life means no aim. No aim means no motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7524245361263871644?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7524245361263871644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7524245361263871644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7524245361263871644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7524245361263871644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/03/typical-sunday.html' title='Typical Sunday'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R--_8_ZRJZI/AAAAAAAAABo/aCkAu9rSY7Q/s72-c/park+connector.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-8644107737631726968</id><published>2008-03-21T00:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:37:57.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey of Life</title><content type='html'>Everyone enjoys listening to music. It's only the preference of music that differs. A person will generally prefer music and songs that left a deep impression in his or her mind. As I rewind the ten odd years, well, I do have my own taste for music and songs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began listening to songs since my kindergarten years, where songs are still played using cassettes rather than compact discs (CDs), and online downloading were never existence. Cassettes are generally affordable, which explains why I own so many of them. When I get couple of years older from there, I figured out how to use the heavy and bulky AIWA radio set. That's when I tune in to 933 龙虎榜 every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Chang （张信哲) is the first singer I idolized. This is the time where CDs are slowly becoming a more common sight already. Till now, my mum or brother would still mocked at me where ever Jeff Chang appears on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: 张信哲。你的偶像 leh&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;Mum: 哈哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years later, I somehow shifted to English songs. My brother and I finally own our first ever CD titled 'Michael Learns To Rock - Paint My Love'.  I remembered saying back then, 'Who is this Michael that learns from a rock?' It was a really nice album that had gone somewhere missing in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R-KZ0fZRJXI/AAAAAAAAABY/fXj0eAlO5DE/s1600-h/mltr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R-KZ0fZRJXI/AAAAAAAAABY/fXj0eAlO5DE/s320/mltr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179871648489219442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was this duo named Savage Garden that really caught my attention when I was in primary four or five. All their songs were nice. Soon after came the boyband era. Backstreet Boys, A1, N'Sync, Westlife just to name a few. And I have no idea why I am one of those primary school boys who idolized boybands too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most typical teenagers, all kinds of rock bands and singers were my love when I was in secondary school. I was so into Avril Lavigne and Linkin Park at that time that I bought all their albums. There were also Simple Plan, Maroon 5, Evanescence, Hoobastank etc. Went to Linkin Park concert during 2004 and what an unforgettable performance it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R-KbBfZRJYI/AAAAAAAAABg/zAyX_jzrqc0/s1600-h/LP+Concert+Tix.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 159px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R-KbBfZRJYI/AAAAAAAAABg/zAyX_jzrqc0/s320/LP+Concert+Tix.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179872971339146626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shifted back to Chinese Songs during polytechnic years, perhaps due to some influence from my friends. I was on this Jay Chou (周杰伦) craze that I listen/sing/rap all his songs everyday and almost everyone in my lecture hall knows that I kind of 'worshiped' him. Now, the craze wasn't that bad already, I began listening to a wide range of old and new songs. It was this period of time where I am addicted to singing and came to realise that I really really love singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrolled up and read this entry again, I realised that it was really a kind of life journey. As I was typing, I did recalled many many little or big things that happened. And of course, this journey won't just stopped here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-8644107737631726968?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/8644107737631726968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=8644107737631726968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8644107737631726968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/8644107737631726968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/03/journey-of-life.html' title='Journey of Life'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R-KZ0fZRJXI/AAAAAAAAABY/fXj0eAlO5DE/s72-c/mltr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2318649389938439983</id><published>2008-03-19T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:22:24.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement Day Finale</title><content type='html'>The very final examination results are finally out. The results were quite pleasing to my eyes. But it came a bit too late I guess. I should be happy and pleased, but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'At one point, when you wanted them to come, it never came, and now that you don't need them to come, it came.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a gathering with poly-mates today. Went for Suki Sushi buffet at Cineleisure. Just when I thought Sakae was bad enough, Suki is even worse. The food makes me wonder whether oil was free of charge. Went to McDonald's after that for 'Sit Down Talk Cock' session. It was fun. It's always been fun. Oh my I just love these kind of sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一届超级星光大道PK魔王将快来到新加坡了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam Hsiao (萧敬腾) is coming Singapore for the S-Pop Music Gala. Kind of surprised that he's coming to Singapore. A once in a lifetime singer with a unique, powerful yet touching vocal. One of Taiwan's hottest properties at the moment. Can't wait for his debut album already. So people, watch it this coming Sunday at 7.30pm on Channel U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was surfing around the web and came across the &lt;a href="http://www.singaporegp.sg/"&gt;Singapore Grand Prix&lt;/a&gt; website. I'm so looking forward to the first ever night race and of course, first ever race held in Singapore. September 28 is the date. Will I even get a chance to watch it live on TV then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna work. Anyone got NICE 'lobang'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2318649389938439983?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2318649389938439983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2318649389938439983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2318649389938439983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2318649389938439983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/03/judgement-day-finale.html' title='Judgement Day Finale'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-1606102914757281602</id><published>2008-03-16T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:29:19.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Days Goes On</title><content type='html'>Now that all fevers, eye infection, ulcers are gone, I wanna go out constantly to breathe in some fresh air, to prevent myself from falling ill again. I talked to Rer on messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can organise some gatherings?&lt;br /&gt;Rer: I'm broke.. Left $20 for this month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like that. But come think of it, I added another line to the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Actually I also no $..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I really got not much money left already. Now that some family problems surfaced, it's even worse. Actually quite sad and pissed about it, but still gonna live happy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually today already had my first breathe of fresh air for nearly a week. The feeling was nice. And what a day it is today, as in yesterday, at least for someone. Haha. But no matter what, don't get too affected about it yea? Or are you affected by it anyways. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through hell the whole of last week, I decided to lead a healthy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5GzgziCSr7o&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5GzgziCSr7o&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回忆过去~ 痛苦的相思忘不了~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-1606102914757281602?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/1606102914757281602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=1606102914757281602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1606102914757281602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/1606102914757281602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/03/days-goes-on.html' title='The Days Goes On'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-5303584447651532117</id><published>2008-03-02T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T02:12:16.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>Yup. This is what I'm going to write. 'Growing up' is two simple words with such a deep meaning, and is a topic where one can endlessly write about. The story of 'Growing up' is never going to end until one finished his or her last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I'm really bored at home and was thinking of something to write. Just when I clicked onto livescore.com and I saw 'Newcastle 0-1 Blackburn', I suddenly thought of this topic 'Growing up'. I  was thinking, 'Why the hell did I grew up supporting this useless club'? And of course I found a reason. Newcastle was sitting pretty at the top of the table 12 years back and by no chance I would have predicted back then that this would happened 12 years later. Okay. Abit off topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard many adults saying that the best days of their life were their teenage years and I can hardly argue with that. Teenager depicts aged thirteen to nineteen. As I looked back at my thirteen to nineteen, though many setbacks, but nonetheless, in the future, I'm going to say that those are my best days of my life. This will happen soon enough, when there's no more T-E-E-N on the spelling of my age, in a few months time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's completely stupid to say that 'I wanna remain 18' or 'I wish time would stopped'. This would never happened no matter how many coins you throw into the wishing well and wished for it. Humans beings have to grow no matter what. The thing I find it so amazing is that the best part of one's life remain forever in one's minds no matter how old he or she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say if your best years were your teenage years. You grew up hanging out with a certain group of friends, supporting certain football clubs, listening to certain songs. As you grow older, those friends, those supported football clubs, those songs would still remain. Maybe that's the reason why, we would grow up to become like our parents, blasting those old songs on hi-fi systems, listening to them over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still cursing about the result from the Newcastle match. I really hope that they don't get relegated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-5303584447651532117?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/5303584447651532117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=5303584447651532117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5303584447651532117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/5303584447651532117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/03/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-6517531054745401620</id><published>2008-02-28T23:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T01:37:18.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CPT Dinner &amp; Dance 2008</title><content type='html'>Attended the CPT Dinner &amp;amp; Dance (D&amp;amp;D) yesterday at Swissottel Merchant Court. It wasn't as fun as I thought it would be, but overall, it was quite worthwhile. It could have been nicer if there were more people and higher budget constraints. The food was a big no-no and was probably the sole reason why the event wasn't as nice. The food does suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This D&amp;amp;D is probably the second last event before we guys went separate ways to go on to the next part of our journey.  As the event draws to a close, the slides that rolled on really brings back the memories of the past three years. Gatherings, class chalet, CPTC, BBQ etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are of a plenty. I'll post some here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 370px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Miss Adeline Ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 286px; height: 379px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 382px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0016.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best peeps in polytechnic; Kelvin, Caisi, Yen Chiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 383px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emcee for the day, Xie Zhirong. Not a bad job he has done too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 383px; height: 252px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0030.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to act cute with The Best Dress Male, Fithrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 379px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/IMG_0011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Best Dress Female, Melanie (and her bee hive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG5530.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 295px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a86/se4hmy/CIMG5530.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CP 0502 w/o Kelvin. The one with him in it isn't ready I guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;D is finally over and I guess I desperately need a job already, though I dreaded it. But, I really need to overcome my fear of working, and to earn some bucks of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-6517531054745401620?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/6517531054745401620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=6517531054745401620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6517531054745401620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/6517531054745401620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/02/cpt-dinner-dance-2008.html' title='CPT Dinner &amp; Dance 2008'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3120953266912799992</id><published>2008-02-19T21:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:42:48.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Exams</title><content type='html'>For the past few days, I really wanted to find some time to write down what had happened after my exams, but just couldn't find enough time and the right mood to do so. I guess this entry would be a long  and boring one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polytechnic education have ended. Had perhaps the very last examination paper of my life last Friday. I guess I won't be putting my pencil case into my bag anymore. The final paper was okay I think, except for that mV and mA trick which I am proud to say, I fell for it. Something's particularly more worrying is whether I am one of those 5 students who left the Mentos wrappers on the table. I really forgotten already. Looking back at the 3 years, it was really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R7udQ533aoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dE6jz-IvaKQ/s1600-h/Photo0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 230px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R7udQ533aoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dE6jz-IvaKQ/s320/Photo0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168897911076383362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Q40X corridor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post exams activities are sure to be underway immediately after that. On that day itself, Mr Goh treated my lecture hall's peeps a karaoke session at the Ten Dollar KTV Club at Smith Street. There's a saying (is there?) 'It can't be good when the price is so cheap'. Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as I thought so. Drinks were free flow. A bowl of sharkfin soup were served to every individual.  The karaoke system is touch screen. It was a long 2-7pm session. Not bad eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went out with Bao Cheng and Qiong Zheng to hunt for food. I wanted to eat the 牛肉面 at Bugis and thus I brought them there. I really love the noodles and I guessed they enjoyed it too yea? Watch 'Ah Long Pte. Ltd' after that, and it was funnier than I thought. Nice show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this kind of writing. Sunday, off to town with Benson and Kelvin and the latter wanted to buy some things. Known him for three years and it's the first time I saw the indecisiveness in him. Went to sat down at BreadTalk cafe and I ordered an Earl Grey. Really surprised by the appearance of this particular Earl Grey too. Zhenwei joined us later for movie. Watched 'Jumper' at The Cathay Digital Theatre. It was a nice movie too. Oh ya, fellow M1 users, only on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sundays&lt;/span&gt;, you get to buy a movie ticket at at a 50% discount at all Cathay outlets. Just flash your operator logo on your phone to enjoy this privilege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R7ucy533anI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KzVXKSMkBhE/s1600-h/Photo0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 273px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R7ucy533anI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KzVXKSMkBhE/s320/Photo0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168897395680307826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went JB with Zhenwei, Mabeline, Yen Chiu and Benson. It was a rather unfruitful trip as we went there to have lunch and watch a movie only. And I really can't believe I watched Kung-Fu Dunk the second time. I think I must really control the amount of times I am entering the cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, pondering whether to apply for university or not. With my scores, I think chances are very slim. So I thought, 'Maybe next time study part time or something'. I have a dream of studying abroad. I really wish to go to countries like Australia or UK to further my studies, but financial-wise, it wouldn't be possible. I think again. Even if I managed to luckily get into any local university, I would still be wasting money paying the school fees. But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In Singapore, you don't study, how can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply or don't apply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waste $10 or save $10? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-3120953266912799992?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3120953266912799992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3120953266912799992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3120953266912799992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3120953266912799992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/02/post-exams.html' title='Post Exams'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_5mRVfEholxE/R7udQ533aoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dE6jz-IvaKQ/s72-c/Photo0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7170385515898472059</id><published>2008-02-14T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:58:44.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Industrial Safety @ Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last and final paper tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fresh air will come tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last day of study at NYP tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ran out of steam to study&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Really tired&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Really really tired&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7170385515898472059?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7170385515898472059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7170385515898472059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7170385515898472059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7170385515898472059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/02/industrial-safety-valentines-day.html' title='Industrial Safety @ Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-7750162868620594831</id><published>2008-02-11T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T20:50:16.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Hurdle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Experiencing holiday mood, but exams are just two days away. So it's time to go to school to kill off this mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three exam dates and it's goodbye Nanyang Polytechnic. Went to school to study with Kelvin and Caisi and managed to cover quite a lot (I think?), but fatigue sets in at 5.30pm and off to dine and enjoy. Went to 新旺香港茶餐厅 and the food there are really quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend named Xie Zhirong. He is kind of a 'mixed blood' person and has an ability to see some things which I am not able to. =X He was my classmate for secondary three and four and we were notorious for getting 'spectacular' marks for A Maths tests then. I am partly responsible for getting him into the same tertiary education course as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point of my life, I felt really guilty for asking him to join me in 'Chemical &amp;amp; Pharmaceutical Technology' after O's results were released and even more worse for persuading him to stay after year one. But it's always too late for us to regret and too late for you to curse me right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th Birthday. May all your wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the final hurdle of polytechnic education already. Jump over it and move on. But, move on to where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-7750162868620594831?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/7750162868620594831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=7750162868620594831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7750162868620594831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/7750162868620594831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/02/final-hurdle.html' title='Final Hurdle'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-3365085298706284994</id><published>2008-02-07T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T17:29:31.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;今天是大年初一，我就在这里，祝大家&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新年快乐，万事如意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这部落格几乎已经发霉了。我也不知道为什么有一段日子没来这里写一些无聊的意见，或许正在忙着温习功课吧。哈哈！这怎么可能。还是废话少说... 等一下，我根本就是来这里废话的。哎哟~，我果然是废话连篇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年的农历新年总觉得怪怪的，已经没有像往年一样那么爱过年，完全陷入不进过年的气氛。总在想过了年，考完试，毕了业，就当兵了。实在是非常的快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天一大清早就到马来西亚去拜年了。早上六点出发，就是不要遇上堵车。我已经好多年没有到马来西亚拜年了，一些少见的亲戚，我还真的认不出来呢。大约下午两点回到新加坡，就跟几位好友去看《&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;功夫灌蓝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;》这部戏。还以为是个很无聊的戏，想不到还真的蛮好看的。又感人，又好笑。大家应该去看一看。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鼠年的第一天就快过去了，看来明天应该是去拜年，拿红包吧。哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用华文写到实在受不了。要不是今天是农历新年，我才懒得动脑筋，想该怎么用华文写呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再见了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后会有期。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/627709975716054819-3365085298706284994?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/3365085298706284994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=3365085298706284994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3365085298706284994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/3365085298706284994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='新年快乐'/><author><name>Ming Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259932044162238279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-627709975716054819.post-2533760112743031082</id><published>2008-01-16T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:45:38.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live For The Moment... Slack To The X-treme...</title><content type='html'>Have been slacking a bit way too much for the past few days. Come think of how I spent my last three days 'fruitfully', I really felt guilty as I am typing this. 4 hours of lessons on Monday, no lessons on Tuesday and 2 hours of lessons today. This schedule really makes me lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the fifth and final 'pizza session' today with my mentor for the past 3 years, Mr Christof Luda. The free Canadian Pizzas once every semesters has officially ended. Went to Queensway after school with Kelvin to potentially scout for New Year's clothes. Whenever I'm there, the success rate of purchasing an item there is low, and it happened yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'As this person was standing there and staring to the crowd, he was hoping, praying and wishing for just that split second to happen. It happened, but deep inside, he felt like a gullible and silly fool.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been spinning around my head recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lx8e6BvEiaU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lx8e6BvEiaU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/627709975716054819-2533760112743031082?l=seahmingyang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/feeds/2533760112743031082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=627709975716054819&amp;postID=2533760112743031082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2533760112743031082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/627709975716054819/posts/default/2533760112743031082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seahmingyang.blogspot.com/2008/01/live-for-moment-slack-to-x-treme.html' title='Live For The Moment... 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