<?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-7858419</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:07:24.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelations of the Universe</title><subtitle type='html'>No one knows exactly how the universe began. Some theorize that a catastrophic cosmic explosion sent the infinite worlds spinning out into the vastness of the Great Dark - worlds that would one day bear life forms of wondrous and terrible diversity. Others believe that the universe was created as a whole by a single all-powerful entity.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-113679574570835413</id><published>2006-01-09T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:35:46.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: The New World</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Founding of Quel'Thalas (6,800 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The high elves, led by Dath'Remar, left Kalimdor behind them and challenged the storms of the Maelstrom. Their fleets wandered the wreckage of the world for many long years, and they discovered mysteries and lost kingdoms along their sojourn. Dath'Remar, who had taken the name Sunstrider (or "he who walks the day"), sought out places of considerable ley power upon which to build a new homeland for his people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His fleet finally landed on the beaches of the kingdom men would later call Lordaeron. Forging inland, the high elves founded a settlement within the tranquil Tirisfal Glades. After a few years, many of them began to go mad. It was theorized that something evil slept beneath that particular part of the world, but the rumors were never proven to be true. The high elves packed up their encampment and moved northward towards another land rich with ley energies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the high elves crossed the rugged, mountainous lands of Lordaeron, their journey became more perilous. Since they were effectively cut off from the life-giving energies of the Well of Eternity, many of them fell ill from the frigid climate or died from starvation. The most disconcerting change, however, was the fact that they were no longer immortal or immune to the elements. They also shrank somewhat in height, and their skin lost its characteristic violet hue. Despite their hardships, they encountered many wondrous creatures that had never been seen in Kalimdor. They also found tribes of primitive humans who hunted throughout the ancient forestlands. However, the direst threat they encountered were the voracious and cunning forest trolls of Zul'Aman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These moss-skinned trolls could regenerate lost limbs and heal grievous physical injuries, but they proved to be a barbaric, evil race. The Amani empire stretched across most of northern Lordaeron, and the trolls fought hard to keep unwanted strangers from their borders. The elves developed a deep loathing for the vicious trolls and killed them on sight whenever they were encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many long years, the high elves finally found a land which was reminiscent of Kalimdor. Deep within the northern forests of the continent, they founded the kingdom of Quel'Thalas and vowed to create a mighty empire which would dwarf that of their Kaldorei cousins. Unfortunately they soon learned that Quel'Thalas was founded upon an ancient troll city that the trolls still held to be sacred. Almost immediately, the trolls began to attack the elven settlements en masse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stubborn elves, unwilling to give up their new land, utilized the magics which they had gleaned from the Well of Eternity and kept the savage trolls at bay. Under Dath'Remar's leadership, they were able to defeat the Amani warbands that outnumbered them ten to one. Some elves, wary of the Kaldorei's ancient warnings, felt that their use of magic might possibly draw the attention of the banished Burning Legion. Therefore, they decided to mask their lands within a protective barrier which would still allow them to work their enchantments. They constructed a series of monolithic Runestones at various points around Quel'Thalas which marked the boundaries of the magic barrier. The Runestones not only masked the elves' magic from extra-dimensional threats, but helped to frighten away the superstitious troll warbands as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time wore on, Quel'Thalas became a shining monument to the high elves' efforts and magical prowess. Its beauteous palaces were crafted in the same architectural style as the ancient halls of Kalimdor, yet they were interwoven with the natural topography of the land. Quel'Thalas had become the shining jewel that the elves had longed to create. The Convocation of Silvermoon was founded as the ruling power over Quel'Thalas, though the Sunstrider Dynasty maintained a modicum of political power. Comprised of seven of the greatest high elf lords, the Convocation worked to secure the safety of the elven lands and people. Surrounded by their protective barrier, the high elves remained unmoved by the old warnings of the Kaldorei and continued to use magic flagrantly in almost all aspects of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nearly four thousand years the high elves lived peacefully within the secluded safety of their kingdom. Nevertheless, the vindictive trolls were not so easily defeated. They plotted and schemed in the depths of the forests and waited for the numbers of their warbands to grow. Finally, a mighty troll army charged out from the shadowy forests and once again laid siege to the shining spires of Quel'Thalas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Arathor and the Troll Wars (2,800 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the high elves fought for their lives against the trolls' fierce onslaught, the scattered, nomadic humans of Lordaeron fought to consolidate their own tribal lands. The tribes of early humanity raided each other's settlements with little heed for racial unification or honor. Yet one tribe, known as the Arathi, saw that the trolls were becoming too great a threat to ignore. The Arathi wished to bring all of the tribes under its rule so that they could provide a unified front against the troll warbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of six years, the cunning Arathi outmaneuvered and outfought the rival tribes. After every victory, the Arathi offered peace and equality to the conquered people; thus, they won the loyalty of those they had beaten. Eventually the Arathi tribe came to include many disparate tribes, and the ranks of its army grew vast. Confident that they could hold their own against the troll warbands or even the reclusive elves if need be, the Arathi warlords decided to construct a mighty fortress city in the southern regions of Lordaeron. The city-state, named Strom, became the capital of the Arathi nation, Arathor. As Arathor prospered, humans from all over the vast continent traveled south to the protection and safety of Strom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United under one banner, the human tribes developed a strong, optimistic culture. Thoradin, the king of Arathor, knew that the mysterious elves in the northlands were under constant siege by the trolls, but refused to risk the safety of his people in defense of reclusive strangers. Many months passed as rumors of the elves' supposed defeat trickled down from the north. It was only when weary ambassadors from Quel'Thalas reached Strom that Thoradin realized how great the troll threat truly was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elves informed Thoradin that the troll armies were vast and that once the trolls had destroyed Quel'Thalas, they would move on to attack the southlands. The desperate elves, in dire need of military aid, hastily agreed to teach certain select humans to wield magic in exchange for their help against the warbands. Thoradin, distrustful of any magic, agreed to aid the elves out of necessity. Almost immediately, elven sorcerers arrived in Arathor and began to instruct a group of humans in the ways of magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elves found that although humans were innately clumsy in their handling of magic, they possessed a startling natural affinity for it. One hundred men were taught the very basics of the elves' magical secrets: no more than was absolutely necessary to combat the trolls. Convinced that their human students were ready to aid in the struggle, the elves left Strom and traveled north alongside the mighty armies of King Thoradin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The united elf and human armies clashed against the overwhelming troll warbands at the foot of the Alterac Mountains. The battle lasted for many days, but the unflagging armies of Arathor never tired or gave an inch of ground before the troll onslaught. The elven lords deemed that the time had come to release the powers of their magic upon the enemy. The hundred human magi and a multitude of elven sorcerers called down the fury of the heavens and set the troll armies ablaze. The elemental fires prevented the trolls from regenerating their wounds and burned their tortured forms from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the troll armies broke and attempted to flee, Thoradin's armies ran them down and slaughtered every last one of their soldiers. The trolls would never fully recover from their defeat, and history would never see the trolls rise as one nation again. Assured that Quel'Thalas was saved from destruction, the elves made a pledge of loyalty and friendship to the nation of Arathor and to the bloodline of its king, Thoradin. Humans and elves would nurture peaceful relations for ages to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="14"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Guardians of Tirisfal (2,700 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the absence of trolls in the northlands, the elves of Quel'Thalas bent their efforts towards rebuilding their glorious homeland. The victorious armies of Arathor returned home to southlands of Strom. The human society of Arathor grew and prospered, yet Thoradin, fearful that his kingdom would splinter apart if it overextended itself, maintained that Strom was the center of the Arathorian empire. After many peaceful years of growth and commerce, mighty Thoradin died of old age, leaving Arathor's younger generation free to expand the empire beyond the lands of Strom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original hundred magi, who were tutored in the ways of magic by the elves, expanded their powers and studied the mystic disciplines of spell-weaving in much greater detail. These magi, initially chosen for their strong wills and noble spirits, had always practiced their magic with care and responsibility; however, they passed their secrets and powers onto a newer generation that had no concept of the rigors of war or the necessity for self-restraint. These younger magicians began to practice magic for personal gain rather than out of any responsibility towards their fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the empire grew and expanded into new lands, the young magicians also spread out into the southlands. Wielding their mystical powers, the magicians protected their brethren from the wild creatures of the land and made it possible for new city-states to be constructed in the wilderness. Yet, as their powers grew, the magicians became ever more conceited and isolated from the rest of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second Arathorian city-state of Dalaran was founded in the lands north of Strom. Many fledgling wizards left the restraining confines of Strom behind and traveled to Dalaran, where they hoped to use their new powers with greater freedom. These magicians used their skills to build up the enchanted spires of Dalaran and reveled in the pursuit of their studies. The citizens of Dalaran tolerated the magicians' endeavors and built up a bustling economy under the protection of their magic-using defenders. Yet, as more and more magicians practiced their arts, the fabric of reality around Dalaran began to weaken and tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sinister agents of the Burning Legion, who had been banished when the Well of Eternity collapsed, were lured back into the world by the heedless spellcasting of the magicians of Dalaran. Though these relatively weak demons did not appear in force, they did sow considerable confusion and chaos within the streets of Dalaran. Most of these demonic encounters were isolated events, and the ruling Magocrats did what they could to keep such events hidden from the public. The most powerful magicians were sent to capture the elusive demons, but they often found themselves hopelessly outmatched by the lone agents of the mighty Legion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few months the superstitious peasantry began to suspect that their sorcerous rulers were hiding something terrible from them. Rumors of revolution began to sweep through the streets of Dalaran as the paranoid citizenry questioned the motives and practices of the magicians they had once admired. The Magocrats, fearing that the peasants would revolt and that Strom would take action against them, turned to the only group they felt would understand their particular problem: the elves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing the Magocrats' news of demonic activity in Dalaran, the elves quickly dispatched their mightiest wizards to the human lands. The elven wizards studied the energy currents in Dalaran and made detailed reports of all demonic activity that they beheld. They concluded that although there were only a few demons loose in the world, the Legion itself would remain a dire threat so long as humans continued to wield the forces of magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Council of Silvermoon, which ruled over the elves of Quel'Thalas, entered into a secret pact with the Magocrat lords of Dalaran. The elves told the Magocrats about the history of ancient Kalimdor and of the Burning Legion, a history which still threatened the world. They informed the humans that so long as they used magic, they would need to protect their citizenry from the malicious agents of the Legion. The Magocrats proposed the notion of empowering a single mortal champion who would utilize their collective powers in order to fight a never-ending secret war against the Legion. It was stressed that the majority of mankind could never know about the Guardians or the threat of the Legion for fear that they would riot in fear and paranoia. The elves agreed to the proposal and founded a secret society that would watch over the selection of the Guardian and help to stem the rise of chaos in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The society held its secret meetings in the shadowed Tirisfal Glades, where the high elves had first settled in Lordaeron. Thus, they named the secret sect the Guardians of Tirisfal. The mortal champions who were chosen to be Guardians were imbued with incredible powers of both elven and human magic. Though there would only ever be one Guardian at a time, they held such vast power that they could single-handedly fight back the Legion's agents wherever they were found in the world. The Guardian power was so great that only the Council of Tirisfal was allowed to choose potential successors to the mantle of Guardianship. Whenever a Guardian grew too old, or wearied of the secret war against chaos, the Council chose a new champion, and under controlled conditions, formally channeled the Guardian power into its new agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the generations passed, Guardians defended the masses of humanity from the invisible threat of the Burning Legion throughout the lands of Arathor and Quel'Thalas. Arathor grew and prospered while the use of magic spread throughout the empire. Meanwhile, the Guardians kept careful watch for signs of demonic activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="15"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ironforge - the Awakening of the Dwarves (2,500 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the ancient times, after the Titans departed Azeroth, their children, known as the earthen, continued to shape and guard the deep recesses of the world. The earthen were largely unconcerned with the affairs of the surface-dwelling races and longed only to plumb the dark depths of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world was sundered by the Well of Eternity's implosion, the earthen were deeply affected. Reeling with the pain of the earth itself, the earthen lost much of their identity and sealed themselves within the stone chambers where they were first created. Uldaman, Uldum, Ulduar... these were the names of the ancient Titan cities where the earthen first took shape and form. Buried deep beneath the world, the earthen rested in peace for nearly eight thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it is unclear what awakened them, the earthen sealed within Uldaman eventually arose from their self-imposed slumber. These earthen found that they had changed significantly during their hibernation. Their rocky hides had softened and become smooth skin, and their powers over stone and earth had waned. They had become mortal creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling themselves dwarves, the last of the earthen left the halls of Uldaman and ventured out into the waking world. Still lulled by the safety and wonders of the deep places, they founded a vast kingdom under the highest mountain in the land. They named their land Khaz Modan, or "Mountain of Khaz", in honor of the Titan shaper, Khaz'goroth. Constructing an altar for their Titan father, the dwarves crafted a mighty forge within the heart of the mountain. Thus, the city that grew around the forge would be called Ironforge ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dwarves, by nature fascinated with shaping gems and stone, set out to mine the surrounding mountains for riches and precious minerals. Content with their labors under the world, the dwarves remained isolated from the affairs of their surface-dwelling neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="16"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Seven Kingdoms (1,200 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strom continued to act as the central hub of Arathor, but as with Dalaran, many new city-states arose across the continent of Lordaeron. Gilneas, Alterac, and Kul Tiras were the first city-states to arise, and although they each had their own customs and commercial workings, they all held to the unifying authority of Strom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the vigilant watch of the Order of Tirisfal, Dalaran became the chief center of learning for magicians throughout the land. The Magocrats who ruled Dalaran founded the Kirin Tor, a specialized sect that was charged with cataloguing and researching every spell, artifact, and magic item known to mankind at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilneas and Alterac became strong supporters of Strom and developed mighty armies that explored the mountainous southern lands of Khaz Modan. It was during this period that humans first met the ancient race of dwarves and traveled to their cavernous subterranean city of Ironforge. The humans and dwarves shared many secrets of metal-smithing and engineering and discovered a common love for battle and storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city-state of Kul Tiras, founded upon a large island south of Lordaeron, developed a prosperous economy based on fishing and shipping. Over time, Kul Tiras built up a mighty fleet of merchant vessels that sailed throughout the known lands in search of exotic goods to trade and sell. Yet even as the economy of Arathor flourished, its strongest elements began to disintegrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time, the lords of Strom sought to move their estates to the lush northlands of Lordaeron and leave the arid lands of the south. The heirs of King Thoradin, the last descendants of the Arathi bloodline, argued that Strom should not be abandoned and thus incurred the displeasure of the greater citizenry, who were likewise eager to leave. The lords of Strom, seeking to find purity and enlightenment in the untamed north, decided to leave their ancient city behind. Far to the north of Dalaran, the lords of Strom built a new city-state which they named Lordaeron. The entire continent would take its name from this city-state. Lordaeron became a mecca for religious travelers and all those who sought inner peace and security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The descendents of the Arathi, left within the crumbling walls of ancient Strom, decided to travel south past the rocky mountains of Khaz Modan. Their journey finally ended after many long seasons, and they settled in the northern region of the continent they would name Azeroth. In a fertile valley they founded the kingdom of Stormwind, which quickly became a self-sufficient power in its own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few warriors still left in Strom decided to remain and guard the ancient walls of their city. Strom was no longer the center of the empire, but it developed into a new nation known as Stromgarde. Though each of the city-states became prosperous in its own right, the empire of Arathor had effectively disintegrated. As each nation developed its own customs and beliefs, they became increasingly segregated from one another. King Thoradin's vision of a unified humanity had faded at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="17"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Aegwynn and the Dragon Hunt (823 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the politics and rivalries of the seven human nations waxed and waned, the line of Guardians kept its constant vigil against chaos. There were many Guardians over the years, but only one ever held the magical powers of Tirisfal at any given time. One of the last Guardians of the age distinguished herself as a mighty warrior against the shadow. Aegwynn, a fiery human girl, won the approbation of the Order and was given the mantle of Guardianship. Aegwynn vigorously worked to hunt down and eradicate demons wherever she found them, but she often questioned the authority of the male-dominated Council of Tirisfal. She believed that the ancient elves and the elderly men who presided over the council were too rigid in their thinking and not farsighted enough to put a decisive end to the conflict against chaos. Impatient with lengthy discussion and debate, she yearned to prove herself worthy to her peers and superiors, and as a result frequently chose valor over wisdom in crucial situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As her mastery over the cosmic power of Tirisfal grew, Aegwynn became aware of a number of powerful demons that stalked the icy northern continent of Northrend. Traveling to the distant north, Aegwynn tracked the demons into the mountains. There, she found that the demons were hunting one of the last surviving dragonflights and draining the ancient creatures of their innate magic. The mighty dragons, who had fled from the ever-advancing march of mortal societies, found themselves too evenly matched against the dark magics of the Legion. Aegwynn confronted the demons, and with help from the noble dragons, eradicated them. Yet, as the last demon was banished from the mortal world, a great storm erupted throughout the north. An enormous dark visage appeared in the sky above Northrend. Sargeras, the demon king and lord of the Burning Legion, appeared before Aegwynn and bristled with hellish energy. He informed the young Guardian that the time of Tirisfal was about to come to an end and that the world would soon bow before the onslaught of the Legion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proud Aegwynn, believing herself to be a match for the menacing god, unleashed her powers against Sargeras' avatar. With disconcerting ease, Aegwynn battered the demonlord with her powers and succeeded in killing his physical shell. Fearing that Sargeras' spirit would linger on, the naive Aegwynn locked the ruined husk of his body within one of the ancient halls of Kalimdor that had been blasted to the bottom of the sea when the Well of Eternity collapsed. Aegwynn would never know that she had done exactly as Sargeras had planned. She had inadvertently sealed the fate of the mortal world, for Sargeras, at the time of his corporeal death, had transferred his spirit into Aegwynn's weakened body. Unbeknownst to the young Guardian, Sargeras would remain cloaked within the darkest recesses of her soul for many long years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="18"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;War of the Three Hammers (230 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dwarves of Ironforge Mountain lived in peace for many long centuries. However, their society grew too large within the confines of their mountain cities. Though the mighty High King, Modimus Anvilmar, ruled over all dwarves with justice and wisdom, three powerful factions had arisen amongst the dwarven society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bronzebeard clan, ruled by Thane Madoran Bronzebeard, held close ties to the High King and stood as the traditional defenders of Ironforge Mountain. The Wildhammer clan, ruled by Thane Khardros Wildhammer, inhabited the foothills and crags around the base of the mountain and sought to gain more control within the city. The third faction, the Dark Iron clan, was ruled by the sorcerer-thane Thaurissan. The Dark Irons hid within the deepest shadows under the mountain and plotted against both their Bronzebeard and the Wildhammer cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a time the three factions kept a tenuous peace, but tensions erupted when High King Anvilmar passed away from old age. The three ruling clans went to war for control of Ironforge itself. The dwarf civil war raged under the earth for many years. Eventually the Bronzebeards, who had the largest standing army, banished the Dark Irons and Wildhammers from under the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khardros and his Wildhammer warriors traveled north through the barrier gates of Dun Algaz, and they founded their own kingdom within the distant peak of Grim Batol. There, the Wildhammers thrived and rebuilt their stores of treasure. Thaurissan and his Dark Irons did not fare as well. Humiliated and enraged by their defeat, they vowed revenge against Ironforge. Leading his people far to the south, Thaurissan founded a city (which he named after himself) within the beautiful Redridge Mountains. Prosperity and the passing of years did little to ease the Dark Iron's rancor toward their cousins. Thaurissan and his sorceress wife, Modgud, launched a two-pronged assault against both Ironforge and Grim Batol. The Dark Irons were intent on claiming all of Khaz Modan for their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Iron armies smashed against their cousins' strongholds and very nearly took both kingdoms. However, Madoran Bronzebeard ultimately led his clan to a decisive victory over Thaurissan's sorcerous army. Thaurissan and his servants fled back to the safety of their city, unaware of the events transpiring at Grim Batol, where Modgud's army would fare no better against Khardros and his Wildhammer warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she confronted the enemy warriors, Modgud used her powers to strike fear into their hearts. Shadows moved at her command, and dark things crawled up from the depths of the earth to stalk the Wildhammers in their own halls. Eventually Modgud broke through the gates and laid siege to the fortress itself. The Wildhammers fought desperately, Khardros himself wading through the roiling masses to slay the sorceress queen. With their queen lost, the Dark Irons fled before the fury of the Wildhammers. They raced south toward their king's stronghold, only to meet the armies of Ironforge, which had come to aid Grim Batol. Crushed between two armies, the remaining Dark Iron forces were utterly destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The combined armies of Ironforge and Grim Batol then turned south, intent on destroying Thaurissan and his Dark Irons once and for all. They had not gone far when Thaurissan's fury resulted in a spell of cataclysmic proportions. Seeking to summon a supernatural minion that would ensure his victory, Thaurissan called upon the ancient powers sleeping beneath the world. To his shock, and ultimately his doom, the creature that emerged was more terrible than any nightmare he could have imagined.&lt;br /&gt;Ragnaros the Firelord, immortal lord of all fire elementals, had been banished by the Titans when the world was young. Now, freed by Thaurissan's call, Ragnaros erupted into being once again. Ragnaros' apocalyptic rebirth into Azeroth shattered the Redridge Mountains and created a raging volcano at the center of the devastation. The volcano, known as Blackrock Spire, was bordered by the Searing Gorge to the north and the Burning Steppes to the south. Though Thaurissan was killed by the forces he had unleashed, his surviving brethren were ultimately enslaved by Ragnaros and his elementals. They remain within the Spire to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witnessing the horrific devastation and the fires spreading across the southern mountains, King Madoran and King Khardros halted their armies and hastily turned back towards their kingdoms, unwilling to face the awesome wrath of Ragnaros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bronzebeards returned to Ironforge and rebuilt their glorious city. The Wildhammers also returned home to Grim Batol. However, the death of the Modgud had left an evil stain on the mountain fortress, and the Wildhammers found it uninhabitable. They were bitter in their hearts over the loss of their beloved home. King Bronzebeard offered the Wildhammers a place to live within the borders of Ironforge, but the Wildhammers steadfastly refused. Khardros took his people north towards the lands of Lordaeron. Settling within the lush forests of the Hinterlands, the Wildhammers crafted the city of Aerie Peak, where the Wildhammers grew closer to nature and even bonded with the mighty gryphons of the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking to retain relations and trade with their cousins, the dwarves of Ironforge constructed two massive arches, the Thandol Span, to bridge the gap between Khaz Modan and Lordaeron. Bolstered by mutual trade, the two kingdoms prospered. After the deaths of Madoran and Khardros, their sons jointly commissioned two great statues in honor of their fathers. The two statues would stand guard over the pass into the southlands, which had become volcanic in the wake of Ragnaros' scorching presence. They served as both a warning to all who would attack the dwarven kingdoms, and as a reminder of what price the Dark Irons paid for their crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two kingdoms retained close ties for some years, but the Wildhammers were much changed by the horrors they witnessed at Grim Batol. They took to living above ground on the slopes of Aerie Peak, instead of carving a vast kingdom within the mountain. The ideological differences between the two remaining dwarven clans eventually led to their parting of ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="19"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Last Guardian (45 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guardian Aegwynn grew powerful over the years and used the Tirisfal energies to greatly extend her life. Foolishly believing that she had defeated Sargeras for good, she continued to safeguard the world from the demon king's minions for nearly nine hundred years. However, the Council of Tirisfal finally decreed that her stewardship had come to an end. The Council ordered Aegwynn to return to Dalaran so that they could choose a new successor for the Guardian power. Yet Aegwynn, ever distrustful of the Council, decided to choose a successor on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proud Aegwynn planned to give birth to a son whom she would divest her power to. She had no intention of allowing the Order of Tirisfal to manipulate her successor as they had tried to manipulate her. Traveling to the southern nation of Azeroth, Aegwynn found the perfect man to father her son: a skilled human magician known as Nielas Aran. Aran was the court conjuror and advisor for Azeroth's king. Aegwynn seduced the magician and conceived a son by him. Nielas' natural affinity for magic would run deep within the unborn child and define the tragic steps the child would later take. The power of Tirisfal was also implanted in the child, yet it wasn't to awaken until he reached physical maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed, and Aegwynn gave birth to her son in a secluded grove. Naming the boy Medivh, which means "keeper of secrets" in the high elven tongue, Aegwynn believed that the boy would mature to become the next Guardian. Unfortunately the malignant spirit of Sargeras, which had been hiding inside her, had possessed the defenseless child while it was still in her womb. Aegwynn had no idea that the world's newest Guardian was already possessed by its greatest nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain that her baby was healthy and sound, Aegwynn delivered young Medivh to the court of Azeroth and left him there to be raised by his mortal father and his people. She then wandered into the wilderness and prepared to pass into whatever afterlife awaited her. Medivh grew to become a strong boy and had no idea of the potential power of his Tirisfalin birthright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sargeras bided his time until the youth's power manifested itself. By the time Medivh had reached his teenage years, he had become very popular in Azeroth for his magical prowess and often went off on adventures with his two friends: Llane, the prince of Azeroth, and Anduin Lothar, one of the last descendents of the Arathi bloodline. The three boys constantly caused mischief around the kingdom, but they were well liked by the general citizenry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Medivh reached the age of fourteen, the cosmic power inside him awakened and clashed with the pervasive spirit of Sargeras that lurked within his soul. Medivh fell into a catatonic state which lasted for many years. When he awakened from his coma, he found that he had grown to adulthood, and his friends Llane and Anduin had become the regents of Azeroth. Though he wished to use his incredible newfound powers to protect the land he called home, the dark spirit of Sargeras twisted his thoughts and emotions towards an insidious end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sargeras reveled within the darkening heart of Medivh, for he knew that his plans for the second invasion of the world were nearing completion, and that the world's last Guardian would bring them all to fruition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-113679574570835413?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.yao_ying.blogspot.com/' title='Chapter 2: The New World'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/113679574570835413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=113679574570835413' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/113679574570835413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/113679574570835413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2006/01/chapter-2-new-world.html' title='Chapter 2: The New World'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-113626623423745108</id><published>2006-01-03T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T13:30:34.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1: Mythos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Titans and the Shaping of the Universe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows exactly how the universe began. Some theorize that a catastrophic cosmic explosion sent the infinite worlds spinning out into the vastness of the Great Dark - worlds that would one day bear life forms of wondrous and terrible diversity. Others believe that the universe was created as a whole by a single all-powerful entity. Though the exact origins of the chaotic universe remain uncertain, it is clear that a race of powerful beings arose to bring stability to the various worlds and ensure a safe future for the beings that would follow in their footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Titans, colossal, metallic-skinned gods from the far reaches of the cosmos, explored the newborn universe and set to work on the worlds they encountered. They shaped the worlds by raising mighty mountains and dredging out vast seas. They breathed skies and raging atmospheres into being. It was all part of their unfathomable, far-sighted plan to create order out of chaos. They even empowered primitive races to tend to their works and maintain the integrity of their respective worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruled by an elite sect known as the Pantheon, the Titans brought order to a hundred million worlds scattered throughout the Great Dark Beyond during the first ages of creation. The benevolent Pantheon, which sought to safeguard these structured worlds, was ever vigilant against the threat of attack from the vile extra-dimensional entities of the Twisting Nether. The Nether, an ethereal dimension of chaotic magics that connected the myriad worlds of the universe, was home to an infinite number of malefic, demonic beings who sought only to destroy life and devour the energies of the living universe. Unable to conceive of evil or wickedness in any form, the Titans struggled to find a way to end the demons' constant threat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sargeras and the Betrayal&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time, demonic entities made their way into the Titans' worlds from the Twisting Nether, and the Pantheon elected its greatest warrior, Sargeras, to act as its first line of defense. A noble giant of molten bronze, Sargeras carried out his duties for countless millennia, seeking out and destroying these demons wherever he could find them. Over the eons, Sargeras encountered two powerful demonic races, both of which were bent on gaining power and dominance over the physical universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eredar, an insidious race of devilish sorcerers, used their warlock magics to invade and enslave a number of worlds. The indigenous races of those worlds were mutated by the eredar's malevolent powers and turned into demons themselves. Though Sargeras' nearly limitless powers were more than enough to defeat the vile eredar, he was greatly troubled by the creatures' corruption and all-consuming evil. Incapable of fathoming such depravity, the great Titan began to slip into a brooding depression. Despite his growing unease, Sargeras rid the universe of the warlocks by trapping them within a corner of the Twisting Nether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While his confusion and misery deepened, Sargeras was forced to contend with another group intent on disrupting the Titans' order: the Nathrezim. This dark race of vampiric demons (also known as dreadlords) conquered a number of populated worlds by possessing their inhabitants and turning them to the shadow. The nefarious, scheming dreadlords turned whole nations against one another by manipulating them into unthinking hatred and mistrust. Sargeras defeated the Nathrezim easily, but their corruption affected him deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As doubt and despair overwhelmed Sargeras' senses, he lost all faith not only in his mission, but also in the Titans' vision of an ordered universe. Eventually he came to believe that the concept of order itself was folly, and that chaos and depravity were the only absolutes within the dark, lonely universe. His fellow Titans tried to persuade him of his error and calm his raging emotions, but he disregarded their more optimistic beliefs as self-serving delusions. Storming from their ranks forever, Sargeras set out to find his own place in the universe. Although the Pantheon was sorrowful at his departure, the Titans could never have predicted just how far their lost brother would go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Sargeras' madness had consumed the last vestiges of his valiant spirit, he believed that the Titans themselves were responsible for creation's failure. Deciding, at last, to undo their works throughout the universe, he resolved to form an unstoppable army that would set the physical universe aflame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Sargeras' titanic form became distorted from the corruption that plagued his once-noble heart. His eyes, hair, and beard erupted in fire, and his metallic bronze skin split open to reveal an endless furnace of blistering hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his fury, Sargeras shattered the prisons of the eredar and the Nathrezim and set the loathsome demons free. These cunning creatures bowed before the dark Titan's vast rage and offered to serve him in whatever malicious ways they could. From the ranks of the powerful Eredar, Sargeras picked two champions to command his demonic army of destruction. Kil'jaeden the Deceiver was chosen to seek out the darkest races in the universe and recruit them into Sargeras' ranks. The second champion, Archimonde the Defiler, was chosen to lead Sargeras' vast armies into battle against any who might resist the Titan's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kil'jaeden's first move was to enslave the vampiric dreadlords under his terrible power. The dreadlords served as his personal agents throughout the universe, and they took pleasure in locating primitive races for their master to corrupt and bring into the fold. First amongst the dreadlords was Tichondrius the Darkener. Tichondrius served Kil'jaeden as the perfect soldier and agreed to bring Sargeras' burning will to all the dark corners of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mighty Archimonde also empowered agents of his own. Calling upon the malefic pit lords and their barbarous leader, Mannoroth the Destructor, Archimonde hoped to establish a fighting elite that would scour creation of all life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Sargeras saw that his armies were amassed and ready to follow his every command, he launched his raging forces into the vastness of the Great Dark. He referred to his growing army as the Burning Legion. To this date, it is still unclear how many worlds they consumed and burned on their unholy Burning Crusade across the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Old Gods and the Ordering of Azeroth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unaware of Sargeras' mission to undo their countless works, the Titans continued to move from world to world, shaping and ordering each planet as they saw fit. Along their journey they happened upon a small world that its inhabitants would later name Azeroth. As the Titans made their way across the primordial landscape, they encountered a number of hostile elemental beings. These elementals, who worshipped a race of unfathomably evil beings known only as the Old Gods, vowed to drive the Titans back and keep their world inviolate from the invaders' metallic touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pantheon, disturbed by the Old Gods' penchant for evil, waged war upon the elementals and their dark masters. The Old Gods' armies were led by the most powerful elemental lieutenants: Ragnaros the Firelord, Therazane the Stonemother, Al'Akir the Windlord, and Neptulon the Tidehunter. Their chaotic forces raged across the face of the world and clashed with the colossal Titans. Though the elementals were powerful beyond mortal comprehension, their combined forces could not stop the mighty Titans. One by one, the elemental lords fell, and their forces dispersed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pantheon shattered the Old Gods' citadels and chained the four evil gods far beneath the surface of the world. Without the Old Gods' power to keep their raging spirits bound to the physical world, the elementals were banished to an abyssal plane, where they would contend with one another for all eternity. With the elementals' departure, nature calmed, and the world settled into a peaceful harmony. The Titans saw that the threat was contained and set to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Titans empowered a number of races to help them fashion the world. To help them carve out the fathomless caverns beneath the earth, the Titans created the dwarf-like earthen from magical, living stone. To help them dredge out the seas and lift the land from the sea floor, the Titans created the immense but gentle sea giants. For many ages the Titans moved and shaped the earth, until at last there remained one perfect continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the continent's center, the Titans crafted a lake of scintillating energies. The lake, which they named the Well of Eternity, was to be the fount of life for the world. Its potent energies would nurture the bones of the world and empower life to take root in the land's rich soil. Over time, plants, trees, monsters, and creatures of every kind began to thrive on the primordial continent. As twilight fell on the final day of their labors, the Titans named the continent Kalimdor: "land of eternal starlight".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charge of the DragonflightsSatisfied that the small world had been ordered and that their work was done, the Titans prepared to leave Azeroth. However, before they departed, they charged the greatest species of the world with the task of watching over Kalimdor, lest any force should threaten its perfect tranquility. In that age, there were many dragonflights. Yet there were five flights that held dominion over their brethren. It was these five flights that the Titans chose to shepherd the budding world. The greatest members of the Pantheon imbued a portion of their power upon each of the flights' leaders. These majestic dragons (as listed below) became known as the Great Aspects, or the Dragon Aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aman'Thul, the Highfather of the Pantheon, bestowed a portion of his cosmic power upon the massive bronze dragon, Nozdormu. The Highfather empowered Nozdormu to guard time itself and police the ever-spinning pathways of fate and destiny. The stoic, honorable Nozdormu became known as the Timeless One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eonar, the Titan patron of all life, gave a portion of her power to the red leviathan, Alexstrasza. Ever after, Alexstrasza would be known as the Life-Binder, and she would work to safeguard all living creatures within the world. Due to her supreme wisdom and limitless compassion for all living things, Alexstrasza was crowned the Dragonqueen and given dominion over her kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eonar also blessed Alexstrasza's younger sister, the lithe green dragon Ysera, with a portion of nature's influence. Ysera fell into an eternal trance, bound to the waking Dream of Creation. Known as the Dreamer, she would watch over the growing wilds of the world from her verdant realm, the Emerald Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norgannon, the Titan lore keeper and master-magician, granted the blue dragon, Malygos, a portion of his vast power. From then on, Malygos would be known as the Spell-Weaver, the guardian of magic and hidden arcanum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khaz'goroth, the Titan shaper and forger of the world, bestowed some of his vast power upon the mighty black wyrm, Neltharion. The great-hearted Neltharion, known afterwards as the Earth-Warder, was given dominion over the earth and the deep places of the world. He embodied the strength of the world and served as Alexstrasza's greatest supporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus empowered, the Five Aspects were charged with the world's defense in the Titans' absence. With the dragons prepared to safeguard their creation, the Titans left Azeroth behind forever. Unfortunately it was only a matter of time before Sargeras learned of the newborn world's existence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Waking World and the Well of Eternity&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten thousand years before the orcs and humans clashed in their First War, the world of Azeroth cradled only one massive continent, surrounded by the sea. That landmass, known as Kalimdor, was home to a number of disparate races and creatures, all vying for survival amongst the savage elements of the waking world. At the dark continent's center was a mysterious lake of incandescent energies. The lake, which would later be called the Well of Eternity, was the true heart of the world's magic and natural power. Drawing its energies from the infinite Great Dark beyond the world, the Well acted as a mystical fount, sending its potent energies out across the world to nourish life in all its wondrous forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time, a primitive tribe of nocturnal humanoids cautiously made their way to the edges of the mesmerizing enchanted lake. The feral, nomadic humanoids, drawn by the Well's strange energies, built crude homes upon its tranquil shores. Over time, the Well's cosmic power affected the tribe, making them strong, wise, and virtually immortal. The tribe adopted the name Kaldorei, which meant "children of the stars" in their native tongue. To celebrate their budding society, they constructed great structures and temples around the lake's periphery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kaldorei, or night elves as they would later be known, worshipped the moon goddess, Elune, and believed that she slept within the Well's shimmering depths during the daylight hours. The early night elf priests and seers studied the Well with an insatiable curiosity, driven to plumb its untold secrets and power. As their society grew, the night elves explored the breadth of Kalimdor and encountered its other denizens. The only creatures that gave them pause were the ancient and powerful dragons. The great serpentine beasts were often reclusive, but they did much to safeguard the known lands from potential threats. The night elves discovered that the dragons held themselves to be the protectors of the world - and agreed that they and their secrets were best left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time, the night elves' curiosity led them to meet and befriend a number of powerful entities, not the least of which was Cenarius, a mighty demigod of the primordial forestlands. The greathearted Cenarius grew fond of the inquisitive night elves and spent a great deal of time teaching them about the natural world. The tranquil Kaldorei developed a strong empathy for the living forests of Kalimdor and reveled in the harmonious balance of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the seemingly endless ages passed, the night elves' civilization expanded both territorially and culturally. Their temples, roads, and dwelling places stretched across the breadth of the dark continent. Azshara, the night elves' beautiful and gifted queen, built an immense, wondrous palace on the Well's shore that housed her favored servitors within its bejeweled halls. Her servitors, whom she called the Quel'dorei or "Highborne", doted on her every command and believed themselves to be greater than the rest of their brethren. Though Queen Azshara was loved equally by all of her people, the Highborne were secretly envied and disliked by the rest of the night elves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the priests' curiosity towards the Well of Eternity, Azshara ordered the Highborne to plumb its secrets and reveal its true purpose in the world. The Highborne buried themselves in their work and studied the Well ceaselessly. In time they developed the ability to manipulate and control the Well's cosmic energies. As their experiments progressed, the Highborne found that they could use their newfound powers to either create or destroy at their leisure. The heedless Highborne had stumbled upon primitive magic and were now resolved to devote themselves to its mastery. Although they agreed that magic was inherently dangerous if handled irresponsibly, Azshara and her Highborne began to practice their spellcraft with reckless abandon. Cenarius and many wizened night elf scholars warned that only calamity would result from toying with the clearly volatile arts of magic. Even so, Azshara and her followers stubbornly continued to expand their burgeoning powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As their powers grew, a distinct change came over Azshara and the Highborne. The haughty, aloof upper class became increasingly callous and cruel towards their fellow night elves. A dark, brooding pall veiled Azshara's once-entrancing beauty. She began to withdraw from her loving subjects and refused to interact with any but her trusted Highborne priests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young scholar named Malfurion Stormrage, who had spent much of his time studying the primitive arts of druidism, began to suspect that a terrible power was corrupting the Highborne and his beloved queen. Though he could not conceive of the evil that was to come, he knew that the night elves' lives would soon be changed forever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The War of the Ancients (10,000 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highborne's reckless use of magic sent ripples of energy spiraling out from the Well of Eternity and into the Great Dark Beyond. The streaming ripples of energy were felt by terrible alien minds. Sargeras - the Great Enemy of all life, the Destroyer of Worlds - felt the potent ripples and was drawn to their distant point of origin. Spying the primordial world of Azeroth and sensing the limitless energies of the Well of Eternity, Sargeras was consumed by an insatiable hunger. The great dark god of the Nameless Void resolved to destroy the fledgling world and claim its energies as his own.&lt;br /&gt;Sargeras gathered his vast Burning Legion and made his way towards the unsuspecting world of Azeroth. The Legion was comprised of a million screaming demons, all ripped from the far corners of the universe, and the demons hungered for conquest. Sargeras' lieutenants, Archimonde the Defiler and Mannoroth the Destructor, prepared their infernal minions to strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Azshara, overwhelmed by the terrible ecstasy of her magic, fell victim to Sargeras' undeniable power and agreed to grant him entrance to her world. Even her Highborne servitors gave themselves over to magic's inevitable corruption and began to worship Sargeras as their god. To show their allegiance to the Legion, the Highborne aided their queen in opening a vast, swirling portal within the depths of the Well of Eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all his preparations had been made, Sargeras began his catastrophic invasion of Azeroth. The warrior-demons of the Burning Legion stormed into the world through the Well of Eternity and laid siege to the night elves' sleeping cities. Led by Archimonde and Mannoroth, the Legion swarmed over the lands of Kalimdor, leaving only ash and sorrow in its wake. The demon warlocks called down searing infernals that crashed like hellish meteors into the graceful spires of Kalimdor's temples. A band of burning, bloodletting killers known as the Doomguard marched across Kalimdor's fields, slaughtering everyone in their path. Packs of wild, demonic felhounds ravaged the countryside unopposed. Though the brave Kaldorei warriors rushed to defend their ancient homeland, they were forced to give ground, inch by inch, before the fury of the Legion's onslaught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fell to Malfurion Stormrage to find help for his beleaguered people. Stormrage, whose own brother, Illidan, practiced the Highborne's magics, was incensed by the growing corruption amongst the upper class. Convincing Illidan to forsake his dangerous obsession, Malfurion set out to find Cenarius and muster a resistance force. The beautiful young priestess, Tyrande, agreed to accompany the brothers in the name of Elune. Though Malfurion and Illidan shared a love for the idealistic priestess, Tyrande's heart belonged to Malfurion alone. Illidan resented his brother's budding romance with Tyrande, but knew that his heartache was nothing compared to the pain of his magical addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illidan, who had grown dependent on magic's empowering energies, struggled to keep control of his nearly overwhelming hunger to tap the Well's energies once again. However, with Tyrande's patient support, he was able to restrain himself and help his brother find the reclusive demigod, Cenarius. Cenarius, who dwelt within the sacred Moonglades of the distant Mount Hyjal, agreed to help the night elves by finding the ancient dragons and enlisting their aid. The dragons, led by the great red leviathan, Alexstrasza, agreed to send their mighty flights to engage the demons and their infernal masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenarius, calling on the spirits of the enchanted forests, rallied an army of ancient tree-men and led them against the Legion in a daring ground assault. As the night elves' allies converged upon Azshara's temple and the Well of Eternity, all-out warfare erupted. Despite the strength of their newfound allies, Malfurion and his colleagues realized that the Legion could not be defeated by martial strength alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the titanic battle raged around Azshara's capital city, the delusional queen waited in anticipation for Sargeras' arrival. The lord of the Legion was preparing to pass through the Well of Eternity and enter the ravaged world. As his impossibly huge shadow drew ever closer to the Well's raging surface, Azshara gathered the most powerful of her Highborne followers. Only by linking their magics together in one focused spell would they be able to create a gateway large enough for Sargeras to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the battle raged across the burning fields of Kalimdor, a terrible turn of events unfolded. The details of the event have been lost to time, but it is known that Neltharion, the Dragon Aspect of the Earth, went mad during a critical engagement against the Burning Legion. He began to split apart as flame and rage erupted from his dark hide. Renaming himself Deathwing, the burning dragon turned on his brethren and drove the five dragonflights from the field of battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deathwing's sudden betrayal was so destructive that the five dragonflights never truly recovered. Wounded and shocked, Alexstrasza and the other noble dragons were forced to abandon their mortal allies. Malfurion and his companions, now hopelessly outnumbered, barely survived the ensuing onslaught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malfurion, convinced that the Well of Eternity was the demons' umbilical link to the physical world, insisted that it should be destroyed. His companions, knowing that the Well was the source of their immortality and powers, were horrified by the rash notion. Yet Tyrande saw the wisdom of Malfurion's theory, so she convinced Cenarius and their comrades to storm Azshara's temple and find a way to shut the Well down for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sundering of the WorldKnowing that the Well's destruction would prevent him from ever wielding magic again, Illidan selfishly abandoned the group and set out to warn the Highborne of Malfurion's plan. Due to the insanity brought on by his addiction and the stinging resentment towards his brother's affair with Tyrande, Illidan felt no remorse at betraying Malfurion and siding with Azshara and her ilk. Above all else, Illidan vowed to protect the Well's power by any means necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken by his brother's departure, Malfurion led his companions into the heart of Azshara's temple. Yet as they stormed into the main audience chamber, they found the Highborne in the midst of their final dark incantation. The communal spell created an unstable vortex of power within the Well's turbulent depths. As Sargeras' ominous shadow drew ever closer to the surface, Malfurion and his allies rushed to attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azshara, having received Illidan's warning, was more than prepared for them. Nearly all of Malfurion's followers fell before the mad queen's powers. Tyrande, attempting to attack Azshara from behind, was caught off-guard by the queen's Highborne guardsmen. Though she vanquished the guardsmen, Tyrande suffered grievous wounds at their hands. When Malfurion saw his love fall, he went into a murderous rage and resolved to end Azshara's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the battle raged inside and outside of the temple, Illidan appeared from the shadows near the shores of the great Well. Producing a set of specially crafted vials, Illidan knelt and filled each with the Well's shimmering waters. Convinced that the demons would crush the night elves' civilization, he planned to steal the sacred waters and keep their energies for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ensuing battle between Malfurion and Azshara threw the Highborne's carefully crafted spellwork into chaos. The unstable vortex within the Well's depths exploded and ignited a catastrophic chain of events that would sunder the world forever. The massive explosion rocked the temple to its foundations and sent massive quakes ripping through the tortured earth. As the horrific battle between the Legion and the night elves' allies raged around and above the ruined capital city, the surging Well of Eternity buckled in upon itself and collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resultant catastrophic explosion shattered the earth and blotted out the skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the aftershocks from the Well's implosion rattled the bones of the world, the seas rushed in to fill the gaping wound left in the earth. Nearly eighty percent of Kalimdor's landmass had been blasted apart, leaving only a handful of separate continents surrounding the new, raging sea. At the center of the new sea, where the Well of Eternity once stood, was a tumultuous storm of tidal fury and chaotic energies. This terrible scar, known as the Maelstrom, would never cease its furious spinning. It would remain a constant reminder of the terrible catastrophe... and the utopian era that had been lost forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, against all odds, Queen Azshara and her Highborne elite managed to survive the ordeal. Tortured and twisted by the powers they had released, Azshara and her followers were dragged down beneath the raging sea by the Well's implosion. Cursed - transformed - they took on new shapes and became the hateful serpentine naga. Azshara herself expanded with hate and rage, becoming a massive monstrosity, reflecting the wickedness and malice that had always hidden within her core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, at the bottom of the Maelstrom, the naga built for themselves a new city, Nazjatar, from which they would rebuild their power. It would take over ten thousand years before the naga would reveal their existence to the surface world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mount Hyjal and Illidan's Gift&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few night elves that survived the horrific explosion rallied together on crudely made rafts and slowly made their way to the only landmass in sight. Somehow, by the grace of Elune, Malfurion, Tyrande, and Cenarius had survived the Great Sundering. The weary heroes agreed to lead their fellow survivors and establish a new home for their people. As they journeyed in silence, they surveyed the wreckage of their world and realized that their passions had wrought the destruction all around them. Though Sargeras and his Legion had been ripped from the world by the Well's destruction, Malfurion and his companions were left to ponder the terrible cost of victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many Highborne who did survive the cataclysm unscathed. They made their way to the shores of the new land along with the other night elves. Though Malfurion mistrusted the Highborne's motivations, he was satisfied that they could cause no real mischief without the Well's energies.&lt;br /&gt;As the weary mass of night elves landed upon the shores of the new land, they found that the holy mountain, Hyjal, had survived the catastrophe. Seeking to establish a new home for themselves, Malfurion and the night elves climbed the slopes of Hyjal and reached its windswept summit. As they descended into the wooded bowl, nestled between the mountain's enormous peaks, they found a small, tranquil lake. To their horror, they found that the lake's waters had been fouled by magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illidan, having survived the Sundering as well, had reached Hyjal summit long before Malfurion and the night elves. In his mad bid to maintain the flows of magic in the world, Illidan had poured his vials, which contained the precious waters from the Well of Eternity, into the mountain lake. The Well's potent energies quickly ignited and coalesced into a new Well of Eternity. The exultant Illidan, believing that the new Well was a gift to future generations, was shocked when Malfurion hunted him down. Malfurion explained to his brother that magic was innately chaotic and that its use would inevitably lead to widespread corruption and strife. Still, Illidan refused to relinquish his magical powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing full well where Illidan's ruthless schemes would eventually lead, Malfurion decided to deal with his power-crazed brother once and for all. With Cenarius' help, Malfurion sealed Illidan within a vast underground barrow prison, where he would remain chained and powerless until the end of time. To ensure his brother's containment, Malfurion empowered the young warden, Maiev Shadowsong, to be Illidan's personal jailor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned that destroying the new Well might bring about an even greater catastrophe, the night elves resolved to leave it be. However, Malfurion declared that they would never practice the arts of magic again. Under Cenarius' watchful eye, they began to study the ancient arts of druidism that would enable them to heal the ravaged earth and re-grow their beloved forests at the base of Mount Hyjal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The World Tree and the Emerald Dream (9,000 years before Warcraft I&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many years, the night elves worked tirelessly to rebuild what they could of their ancient homeland. Leaving their broken temples and roads to be overgrown, they constructed their new homes amidst the verdant trees and shadowed hills at Hyjal's base. In time, the dragons that had survived the great Sundering came forth from their secret abodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexstrasza the red, Ysera the green, and Nozdormu the bronze descended upon the druids' tranquil glades and surveyed the fruits of the night elves' labors. Malfurion, who had become an arch-druid of immense power, greeted the mighty dragons and told them about the creation of the new Well of Eternity. The great dragons were alarmed to hear the dark news and speculated that as long as the Well remained, the Legion might one day return and assault the world once again. Malfurion and the three dragons made a pact to keep the Well safe and ensure that the agents of the Burning Legion would never find their way back into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexstrasza, the Lifebinder, placed a single, enchanted acorn within the heart of the Well of Eternity. The acorn, activated by the potent, magical waters, sprung to life as a colossal tree. The mighty tree's roots grew from the Well's waters, and its verdant canopy seemed to scrape the roof of the sky. The immense tree would be an everlasting symbol of the night elves' bond with nature, and its life-giving energies would extend out to heal the rest of the world over time. The night elves' gave their World Tree the new name Nordrassil, which meant "crown of the heavens" in their native tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nozdormu, the Timeless, placed an enchantment upon the World Tree to ensure that as long as the colossal tree stood, the night elves would never age or fall prey to sickness or disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ysera, the Dreamer, also placed an enchantment upon the World Tree by linking it to her own realm, the ethereal dimension known as the Emerald Dream. The Emerald Dream, a vast, ever-changing spirit world, existed outside the boundaries of the physical world. From the Dream, Ysera regulated the ebb and flow of nature and the evolutionary path of the world itself. The night elf druids, including Malfurion himself, were bound to the Dream through the World Tree. As part of the mystical pact, the druids agreed to sleep for centuries at a time so that their spirits could roam the infinite paths of Ysera's Dreamways. Though the druids were grieved at the prospect of losing so many years of their lives to hibernation, they selflessly agreed to uphold their bargain with Ysera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Exile of the High Elves (7,300 years before Warcraft I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the centuries passed, the night elves' new society grew strong and expanded throughout the budding forest that they came to call Ashenvale. Many of the creatures and species that were abundant before the Great Sundering, such as furbolgs and quilboars, reappeared and flourished in the land. Under the druids' benevolent leadership, the night elves enjoyed an era of unprecedented peace and tranquility under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, many of the original Highborne survivors grew restless. Like Illidan before them, they fell victim to the withdrawal that came from the loss of their coveted magics. They were tempted to tap the energies of the Well of Eternity and exult in their magical practices. Dath'Remar, the brash, outspoken leader of the Highborne, began to mock the druids publicly, calling them cowards for refusing to wield the magic that he said was theirs by right. Malfurion and the druids dismissed Dath'Remar's arguments and warned the Highborne that any use of magic would be punishable by death. In an insolent and ill-fated attempt to convince the druids to rescind their law, Dath'Remar and his followers unleashed a terrible magical storm upon Ashenvale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The druids could not bring themselves to put so many of their kin to death, so they decided to exile the reckless Highborne from their lands. Dath'Remar and his followers, glad to be rid of their conservative cousins at last, boarded a number of specially crafted ships and set sail upon the seas. Though none of them knew what awaited them beyond the waters of the raging Maelstrom, they were eager to establish their own homeland, where they could practice their coveted magics with impunity. The Highborne, or Quel'dorei, as Azshara had named them in ages past, would eventually set shore upon the eastern land men would call Lordaeron. They planned to build their own magical kingdom, Quel'Thalas, and reject the night elves' precepts of moon worship and nocturnal activity. Forever after, they would embrace the sun and be known only as the high elves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Sentinels and the Long Vigil&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the departure of their wayward cousins, the night elves turned their attention back to the safekeeping of their enchanted homeland. The druids, sensing that their time of hibernation was drawing near, prepared to sleep and leave their loved ones and families behind. Tyrande, who had become the High Priestess of Elune, asked her love, Malfurion, not to leave her for Ysera's Emerald Dream. But Malfurion, honor bound to enter the changing Dreamways, bid the priestess farewell and swore that they would never be apart so long as they held true to their love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left alone to protect Kalimdor from the dangers of the new world, Tyrande assembled a powerful fighting force from amongst her night elf sisters. The fearless, highly trained warrior women who pledged themselves to Kalimdor's defense became known as the Sentinels. Though they preferred to patrol the shadowy forests of Ashenvale on their own, they had many allies upon which they could call in times of urgency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demigod Cenarius remained nearby in the Moonglades of Mount Hyjal. His sons, known as the Keepers of the Grove, kept close watch on the night elves and regularly helped the Sentinels maintain peace in the land. Even Cenarius' shy daughters, the dryads, appeared in the open with increasing frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The task of policing Ashenvale kept Tyrande busy, but without Malfurion at her side, she knew little joy. As the long centuries passed while the druids slept, her fears of a second demonic invasion grew. She could not shake the unnerving feeling that the Burning Legion might still be out there, beyond the Great Dark of the sky, plotting its revenge upon the night elves and the world of Azeroth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-113626623423745108?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.yao_ying.blogspot.com/' title='Chapter 1: Mythos'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/113626623423745108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=113626623423745108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/113626623423745108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/113626623423745108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2006/01/chapter-1-mythos.html' title='Chapter 1: Mythos'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-113626569728279341</id><published>2006-01-03T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T13:21:37.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World of WarCraft</title><content type='html'>Hi all, I will be posting the story of Warcraft and how it all began ... WTH is Warcraft???? you will all soon find out ... its gonna be long postings of each chapter ... fans of fantasy and especially Forgotten Realms will love this. Ever wondered if Blizzard Entertainment will come up with WarCraft: The Movie??? Hmmm, no news as yet, but i sure hope they do, cuz its gonna bring LOTR down! thats for sure ha! alright, i will start posting and u will all start reading ... Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-113626569728279341?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.yao_ying.blogspot.com/' title='The World of WarCraft'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/113626569728279341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=113626569728279341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/113626569728279341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/113626569728279341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2006/01/world-of-warcraft.html' title='The World of WarCraft'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-111996642324416640</id><published>2005-06-28T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T21:47:03.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESERVIST!!!! @ 452 SAR woohoo!</title><content type='html'>HEY PEEPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, havent been blogging for about a sem, and i guess nobody will be reading this entry tho, but wud the heck i will just type something so as not to let this blog go to waste ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is second week of my ICT, now typing away in the spec mess wif a mug of cheapskate SAF Tiger in front of the monitor. And crap, my fresh pack of ciggies is drenched! hmmm, gonna get an empty box from my fren later wheni get back to bunk. Outfield was crazy, in a freakin fun way. Its like real-life coutner strike, singapore mod! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm ok ... gotta go brb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-111996642324416640?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/111996642324416640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=111996642324416640' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/111996642324416640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/111996642324416640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2005/06/reservist-452-sar-woohoo.html' title='RESERVIST!!!! @ 452 SAR woohoo!'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110804829424200543</id><published>2005-02-10T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:11:34.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonjour!</title><content type='html'>I'm back! lotsa stuff to talk abt. Now i'm hall, just finished getting my internet up and going! gonna blast my mp3s now and will blog another time.... Stay tuned folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a very expensive shirt - John Constantine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110804829424200543?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110804829424200543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110804829424200543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110804829424200543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110804829424200543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2005/02/bonjour.html' title='Bonjour!'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110287391520117583</id><published>2004-12-21T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T00:39:22.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is wud i've been up to...</title><content type='html'>Just before i go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola peeps! Wrote a song recently, and pple write songs, its either for a living, for passion or due to circumstances ... i dunno wuds the reason behind the making of this song, but it just came out like it's supposed to ... i even got the chords for it, and a transposed chorus after the second bridge! hmmm... i've written quite a number of songs to date, a lot which i've thrown away ... and i've decided to post this one cuz i guess its prob one of my faves ... hey man, this is my work so to prevent others from being copycats, i've written it in Martian ... haha ... since men are from Mars anyway... Obviously, the chords are not reflected here, as its really troublesome to input the letterings and symbols ... i guess to alot of peeps out there this bunch of lyrics sucks, but i don't care, cuz its my song, and its written from my heart, so its special ... here it is ... Oh, and the MTV will be out soon, and the single will hit all good record stores nation wide in a couple of weeks time! YEAH right .......&lt;br /&gt;Okok, just to benefit you curious peeps a lil, the first few lines of the chorus is in english text... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Song&lt;br /&gt;by DJ Wooster aka Yaoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. ...- . .-. -.-- / -. .. --. .... - / .. / -.. .-. . .- -- / .- -... --- ..- - / ..- ... /&lt;br /&gt;.- .-.. .-- .- -.-- ... / .... .- ...- .. -. --. / ..-. ..- -. / - --- --. . - .... . .-. /&lt;br /&gt;.-.. --- --- -.- .. -. --. / .- - / -.-- --- ..- .-. / -... . .- ..- - .. ..-. ..- .-.. / ... -- .. .-.. . /&lt;br /&gt;XXXX / XXX / XX / XXXXX / XXXXXXX / XXXXXX /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- .. .-.. .-.. / --- -. . / -.. .- -.-- / .. / -... . --. .- -. / - --- / .-- --- -. -.. . .-. /&lt;br /&gt;.-- .. .-.. .-.. / .-- . / . ...- . .-. / -... . / ..-. --- .-. . ...- . .-. /&lt;br /&gt;XXXX / XXXXXXX / XX / XXX / XXX / XXXXXX /&lt;br /&gt;.. / -.-. .- -. .----. - / -... . .-.. .. . ...- . / .- -. -.. / -.. --- -. .----. - / ..- -. -.. . .-. ... - .- -. -.. / .. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge 1:&lt;br /&gt;- --- --- / -- ..- -.-. .... / - --- / ... .- -.-- --..-- /&lt;br /&gt;-... ..- - / .. / .--- ..- ... - / .... .- ...- . / - --- / .... .. -.. . /&lt;br /&gt;.. / -.-. .- -. .----. - / .... . .-.. .--. / .. - --..-- /&lt;br /&gt;- .... .. -. --. ... / .- .-. . -. .----. - / --. --- .. -. --. / .-. .. --. .... - /&lt;br /&gt;.. / -.. --- -. .----. - / - .... .. -. -.- / .. / -.-. .- -. - / - .- -.- . / .. - --..-- /&lt;br /&gt;--. ..- . ... ... / .. .----. -- / --. --- -. -. .- / -... .-.. --- .-- /&lt;br /&gt;X / XXXX / XXXXX / X / XXXXXX /&lt;br /&gt;XX / XXX / XX / XXXXXXXX / XXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this Song&lt;br /&gt;To let the whole world know&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here for you&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling low&lt;br /&gt;XX / XXX / XXX / XXXX / XXX /&lt;br /&gt;XX / XXXX / XX / X / XX /&lt;br /&gt;-- -.-- / ..-. . . .-.. .. -. --. ... / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / ... - .- -.-- /&lt;br /&gt;.- -. -.. / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -. . ...- . .-. / ..-. .- -.. . / .- .-- .- -.--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge 2:&lt;br /&gt;.. ... / - .... .. ... / .... --- .-- / --- ..- .-. / ... - --- .-. -.-- / . -. -.. ... /&lt;br /&gt;.- .-.. .-.. / - .... .- - / .. / -.-. .- -. / ... . . / -. --- .-- /&lt;br /&gt;XXXX / XXXX / XXXX / XX / XXXXXXX /&lt;br /&gt;.. ..-. / --- -. . / -.. .- -.-- / -.-- --- ..- .----. .-. . / .- .-.. --- -. . / .- --. .- .. -. /&lt;br /&gt;.. .----. .-.. .-.. / -... . / ... - .- -. -.. .. -. --. / .... . .-. . /&lt;br /&gt;- --- / --. .. ...- . / -.-- --- ..- / .- .-.. .-.. / -- -.-- / .-.. .. ..-. . /&lt;br /&gt;.- -. -.. / .... --- .-.. -.. / -.-- --- ..- .-. / ...- . .-.. ...- . - / .... .- -. -.. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for freakin Xmas sake, THIS IS NOT BRAILLE DAMN IT! =S ... if u think this is braille, then ur really REALLLY freakin blind duuude ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110287391520117583?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110287391520117583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110287391520117583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110287391520117583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110287391520117583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-is-wud-ive-been-up-to.html' title='This is wud i&apos;ve been up to...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110347004867236533</id><published>2004-12-19T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T23:27:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis the season to be jolly...</title><content type='html'>yeap, being happy is the key for every xmas season every year ... but there arent any big time sales going on so how happy can one get right? haha ... this is not being cheapskate, but seriously, things in Singapore are getting more and more overpriced, dunch you think so? I've got a xmas wish! and of cuz, since its a xmas wish, i will be really sad if it doesnt come true ... some pple called me crazy for making a wish like this, others got mad at me, well to me, if its about something which can make me happy for this xmas and beyond, wuds wrong with making such a wish right? hmmm ... oh yeah, got a couple of realtones from Xianyi from last night's dinner, which includes the Happy Tree Friends theme song! haha ... classic ... now i'm looking for anybody with Houston ft. Chingy "I Like That" realtone ... If YOU got it, feel free to tag me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams results came out on the 17th and guess who was the last person to know ... Its Tristan, and he definitely got a shock of his life when i was asking abt his results ... "Wud!?!?! You mean its out liao?!?!?! I tot on the 21st?!?!?!" yeap ... i got a shock of my life too when Shanice texted me that the results are available ... hmmm ... Congrats to all NTU students for making through to the next sem, and its all bcoz you all paid $2,600 for this sem!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuff to buy ... presents, turntables, vinyls, iPod mini!!!!!! haha .... went to check out bags from LV and Coach ... guess i'm gonna get something from LV since both prices are about the same ... Oh, i was thinking of selling my K700i to get the new Nokia 7280 ... hmmm, looks not bad right?? its the third of the 72XX series, if you peeps have seen the quirky Nokia ad on tv, you will know wud i'm tokking about ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omfg ... Charlize Theron is a BABE!!! she's so freaking hot ... omg ... sheesh ... hmmm ... anyway ... Ashley Judd is another hottie!!!! wonder y i didnt go ahead with my fashion designing stuff years back, who knows they may be wearing my masterpieces someday!!! ... haha ... dream only la ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any live bands performing this week??? hmmm ... since xmas is around the corner, i hope i wont see carollers in pubs! damn off sia ... i will try bala clava this wed, if i see carollers in there, i will chase them away and i'll perform LIVE instead! heh! same for Harry's and Wala Wala too ... alright, gtg, gotta go drop by my uncle's place to get some stuff ... cya peeps around ... and for this xmas, hope all of your wishes come true and presents aplenty yeah! and of cuz, hope u all get to spend xmas with the person or pple you're dying to spend it with! haha ... good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110347004867236533?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110347004867236533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110347004867236533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110347004867236533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110347004867236533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/12/tis-season-to-be-jolly.html' title='&apos;Tis the season to be jolly...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110286625168468357</id><published>2004-12-12T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T23:44:11.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>All their songs are like this, wierd ... no beginning ... no end ... but wud the heck, the overall product sounds good though ... here u have it ... another number by the heroine chic and her fellow band members...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing&lt;br /&gt;by Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be home again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday you'll have woke up,&lt;br /&gt;And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't something missing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't cry for my absence, I know -&lt;br /&gt;You forgot me long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Am I that unimportant...?&lt;br /&gt;Am I so insignificant...?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't something missing?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't someone missing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'd be sacrificed,&lt;br /&gt;You won't try for me, not now.&lt;br /&gt;I'd die to know you don't love me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't someone missing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be home again.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you do to yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Shudder deep and cry out:&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't something missing?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't someone missing me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I bleed, I'll bleed,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;And if I sleep just to dream of you&lt;br /&gt;And wake without you there,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't something missing?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110286625168468357?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110286625168468357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110286625168468357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110286625168468357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110286625168468357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/12/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110244053062430706</id><published>2004-12-08T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T01:28:50.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yup...</title><content type='html'>My Immortal&lt;br /&gt;by Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My immortal&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired of being here&lt;br /&gt;suppressed by all of my childish fears&lt;br /&gt;and if you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;i wish that you would just leave&lt;br /&gt;because your presence still lingers here&lt;br /&gt;and it won't leave me alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;this pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;and i've held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;but you still have all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you used to captivate me&lt;br /&gt;by your resonating light&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm bound by the life you left behind&lt;br /&gt;your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams&lt;br /&gt;your voice it chased away all the sanity in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these wounds won't seem to heal&lt;br /&gt;this pain is just too real&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears&lt;br /&gt;and i've held your hand through all of these years&lt;br /&gt;but you still have all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;and though you're still with me&lt;br /&gt;i've been alone all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110244053062430706?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110244053062430706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110244053062430706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110244053062430706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110244053062430706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/12/yup.html' title='Yup...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110123454247128041</id><published>2004-11-24T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T02:46:36.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack Ching Bada Bing</title><content type='html'>As fast as I can be, you can never catch me! ... wonder where i got this from, but anyway, wud a day, i was left stranded at my void deck for about an hour becuz of the sudden heavy downpour. It happened only in a matter of mins! I swear the sun was still out and i was happily crossing the road until the rain came and i ran back to my void deck, which is the nearest shelter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa stuff happening on 26 November:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Shanice's Birthday! =)&lt;br /&gt;2) Tristan's return from Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;3) Benny's exams over... Hang in there dude! Akan Datang!&lt;br /&gt;4) Bro feeling pissed cuz engineering's exams end earlier than arts.&lt;br /&gt;5) Gym??? If it opens in the evening that is...&lt;br /&gt;6) Gotta make a call to Cycle &amp; Carriage to check out the car.&lt;br /&gt;7) The perpetual downpour which will make me stay put at my void deck AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;8) Solo performance! haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if i'd left out any, but guess these stuff will be the gist of it for the 26 Nov... Anybody wants me to add anything to the above agenda? just tell me yeah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kristin darling has gone back to New Jersey! =( aww man ... erm, actually back to the Philipines till school term, her final term that is, begins next year, then she will be going back to the States... It was really fun to have you around and no doubt u're not that fond of Singapore (like we all do... hee) we hope u enjoyed ur stay here, esp the crazy toga party u guys had! And we havent chilled out yet ... oh well, the next time i'm going back to New York to get back the 180+ pics i accidentally deleted, i will def make my way down to NJ to pay you a visit yeah! =) hmmm, you never fail to surprise us with a slice of honeydew in your bag do you ... haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how the titles of most of my entries never tally with the stuff in em ... *ponders*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me her bf died in a recent bike accident... it was the night before her birthday, and her bf booked out from camp to rush to her place in the rain just to PASS to her the present, and i said PASS which means no celebration, nothing ... just a simple action of delivering the gift to her doorstep ... he was excited (It had to be right??? gf's bday leh!) and i guess he was speeding... it was the classic case of turning and skidding and buang-ing, or rather buang-ed ... she told me all abt him ... about how he suffered a stab from his ex gf who was jealous of seeing the two of them together and stuff like these ... for 4 years, they've been together and things were not wud they thought it will turn out to be when they gotta first knew each other... friends, no feelings, wait a min, she said not even friends actually, just acquaintance ... after some time, they began to hang out and all ... bla bla bla ... took them some time before they eventually got together ... she was crying when she said she wld rather have him as a fren, then he wldnt have rushed to send her the present in the rain and the accident wldnt have taken place ... and so i told her that at least u two fellas got together as a couple and loved each other and got loved ... alot of pple are not given the chance, and who knows that he def will not be involved in another accident if he's not her bf right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all fated ... but then again, some things do change ... A person's character changes, a person's expectation changes, a person's mentality changes, and a person's feelings change ... to wud extend?? that depends on wud the person wanna be .... hey wait a min, am i digressing??? aiyah .... nvm la, digress den digress la, talk cock ma ... haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOW ... i found my favourite Jim Dunlop Riff!!!! sheesh, the 0.60mm orange fella finally appeared outta nowhere in my room!! haha, in case you guys have no idea wud i'mtalkin abt, i'm referring to my long lost guitar pick! that's my first guitar pick since i picked up guitar and it accompanied me, while being tucked away nicely in my wallet, all the way till JC1 and then i've gotta lose it ... oh well, its back! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made contact with a long long friend of mine ... bet she still look as beautiful as she was last time ... still rem she was the first to wish me happy birthday almost every year, and the most memorable one was when she called me to find out that i was having a high fever on one of my bdays... she was on the fone with me for quite some time, and somehow my fever got better at that moment! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In My Place&lt;br /&gt;by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my place, in my place&lt;br /&gt;Were lines that I couldn't change&lt;br /&gt;I was lost, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I was lost, I was lost&lt;br /&gt;Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed&lt;br /&gt;I was lost, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice to have the rain coming down again at this time... sitting here alone typing away with Coldplay's IN MY PLACE playing on my Winamp reminded me of the ang moh drama serial Without A Trace ... and of cuz, at this time of the day when i'm alone and all around me is just too quiet is simply much conducive for my complicated brain to start thinking about all the recent stuff happening to me ... i dunno why things gotta turn out this way ... i dunno wuds happening to me ... i dunno wuds gonna happen after this week ... i dunno wud to look forward to ... i dunno why i've gotta roll my roller-chair onto my toes for the 2nd time in 5 mins! *YeeeeeeeeeeeoOOOOOW!!!!!!* haha, very Flinstones leh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, speaking about the Flinstones just reminds me of the couple in my GE class ... haha ... Emma is pretty and nice, and Fred is quirky and irritating at times .... haha ... oh, and to Xiufen, from my GE class as well, if you're reading this, did pple actually come up to u and tell you that u're cute? AND kinda quiet as well huh ... OK OK, this is not an online public proposal, but i'm just being frank k? no motives wudsoeva, and she's got a bf! ... and for the sake of online public dissing, the bimbo in our GE class, wudeva's ur name is, you've got a tummy!!! haha, Regine knows who i'm talking about ... i think Ricks shld know as well, cuz she gave u a bimbotic bump after our GE paper that day at JP ... haha! okok, i'm being bad, but den again, i'm just beng frank ... =) ooooh, i hope i can pass my GE man ... *whitle backwards* heart pain ah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Shanice is becoming more and more havoc right??? haha ... suddenly got so many ideas in ur head, aiyah but ur bf dun mind so its ok right? i mean ... he's on Tekong, and you are having fun ... oh well, he had his fun times too anyway ... u la, all ur fault ... who ask u to be in the same class as Tristan and I, and it's just a matter of time that you will start to blame us for teaching u all the bad stuff ... *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try having 50 credits pumped up in the machine and having 50 non-stop rounds of KOF ... haha... Tristan ... wait and see wud i can do with Iori now ... heh heh ... oh well, no harm having a friendly match right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta slp now, gotta wake up early tmr, gotta endure the sleepless ordeal again, gotta think of wud to expect this Xmas... good night peeps and during this rainiy season, dun speed yeah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110123454247128041?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110123454247128041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110123454247128041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110123454247128041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110123454247128041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/jack-ching-bada-bing.html' title='Jack Ching Bada Bing'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110096769999437427</id><published>2004-11-21T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:21:39.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010770.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010770.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i guess the hype now is the movie Shutter right?? Just when i thought that alls well after a sickening day of presentation and demo, followed by a final group photo-taking, this has gotta happen ... Check out the fella, erm wudeva it is, encircled in red at the top left-hand corner of the pic... hmmm ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110096769999437427?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110096769999437427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110096769999437427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096769999437427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096769999437427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/ok-i-guess-hype-now-is-movie-shutter.html' title=''/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110096741165800863</id><published>2004-11-21T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:16:51.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010748.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010748.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ... Our group photo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110096741165800863?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110096741165800863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110096741165800863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096741165800863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096741165800863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/there.html' title=''/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110096737785171196</id><published>2004-11-21T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:16:17.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010747.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010747.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron and I were too sad to even talk but Kristin just laughs it away! haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110096737785171196?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110096737785171196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110096737785171196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096737785171196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096737785171196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/aaron-and-i-were-too-sad-to-even-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110096727640049887</id><published>2004-11-21T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:14:36.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010746.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010746.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan: "Erm, guys, stop telling lame jokes??? I dun wanna fail..." =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110096727640049887?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110096727640049887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110096727640049887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096727640049887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096727640049887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/tristan-erm-guys-stop-telling-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110096715805186904</id><published>2004-11-21T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:12:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010745.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/P1010745.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Kristin blocking me! Haha, joking. Where is Aaron?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110096715805186904?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110096715805186904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110096715805186904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096715805186904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096715805186904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/here-is-kristin-blocking-me-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110096666214112329</id><published>2004-11-21T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:04:22.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are here??</title><content type='html'>Well, who said so? more of like Boridays are here huh ... no job, no money, no aim, nothing to do ... somehow i start to feel that holidays are a prequel to the start of school term, holidays bore u out so much that u cant wait for sch to start ... hmmm, so now u all can see another life's vicious cycles eh??? cuz when sch begins, everyone complains abt the short hols, and cant wait for the break to come ... so i'll just sit here and wait for something to happen ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the gym in the morning, tried to burn myself out, but i cant cuz i'm afraid my injuries will have a relapse (did i phrase it correctly??) ... so i just did till i'm tired, not till muscle failure ... wasted trip, but i felt so darn tired the moment i got home ... and guess wud i had for breakfast??? haha ... my mum bought Macs for me! TWO FEAKIN HAS BROWNS!!! and a cup of home-made coffee...wait a min, where's the Big Breakfast or the Sausage McMuffin with Egg??? hmmm, guess my mum ate em up and left the hash browns for me .. haha ... no la, she only bought the hash browns, cuz she tot i was going out for lunch ... haha .. hmmm, now my shoulders are aching, need a damn good massage ... anyone??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone just help my plan my holidays such that i'm occupied everyday??? well, maybe leaving out Saturdays and Sundays ... I'm so tired of having to worry about wud to do the next day, the next next, and the next next next ... bla bla bla ... I hate being alone, and i hate staying at home ... sheesh ... oh well, shall not talk abt it anymore ... anyhow, all NTU kias pls take note that its time to change ur username password!!! its almost been a sem so get it change soon before all the troublesome nonsense from CITS start getting to you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all ... time to get out of here ... time to do some planning for a better tmr! hmmm, hope i succeed and hope u all have something to do for the holidays! Take care peeps ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numb&lt;br /&gt;By Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so faithless lost under the surface&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what you're expecting of me&lt;br /&gt;Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I've become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I've becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that you're smothering me&lt;br /&gt;Holding too tightly afraid to lose control&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything that you thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;Has fallen apart right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;Every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;And every second I waste is more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I've become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I've becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;I may end up failing too&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;You were just like me with someone disappointed in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of JeremyRatnam.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110096666214112329?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110096666214112329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110096666214112329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096666214112329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110096666214112329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/holidays-are-here.html' title='Holidays are here??'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110088354098053623</id><published>2004-11-20T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T00:59:00.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>OK! the tag board is up again!!! finally tag-board.com has decided to fix the server huh ... alright, thanks for the repairs done and no thanks for future cock ups! Bob, Helen, Dash, Violet and Jack Jack are probably the next coolest superheroes other than Spiderman ... And now we all know what hidden abilities does innocent (erm, not so i guess) Jack Jack has huh ... Not bad, i was ready to curse at the movie halfway, but it was the kid SUPERs who brought life back into the movie... Nice ... And Frozone looks just like Samuel L. Jackson himself! well, less the afro hairdo ... and Egna is really cute! Igg-Naaah ... haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this really wet day spoilt my training plans ... didnt do much today, and i tot i will be able to make up for this morning's training tonight, but since i came back drenched, i dun think its a good idea to go perspiring in the rain huh ... dun feel as though i've trained at all ... but anyhow, i'm afraid i cant take it cuz i didnt have much slp last night ... and the triedness is accumulating exponentially! hmmm, exams over liao right?? alright, i will stop all the nerdy maths lingo jingo bongo mongo.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power 98 Car Decal Giveaway ... is this wud they call it??? anyway, Shareen was talking about this abandoned car in the middle of CTE towards ECP during evening time and said "Good luck..." for wud?? u mean the Power 98 crew gave that abandoned car a decal??? well, i've been driving ard often, they should gimme a decal right??? hahah ... i dun mind la seriously .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all the NUS kias (YOU all know who u guys are, the peeps who havent taken ur exams! =P) for their first and subsequent and final papers! hang in there cuz its gonna end in abt a week's time ... Good luck to Bro and Seng especially ... And to Seng, hey man, i know ur going thru shit times, i'm going thru it with you and Bro too ... We will emerge as stronger pple, as least i know you will ... Study hard guys! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ... its time to go ... cant really think of wud to say ... or rather the bottle neck is getting narrower, cant spew out stuff yeah ... leave u peeps with the following song by Boyz II Men ... Good night ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water Runs Dry&lt;br /&gt;by Boyz II Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't even talk anymore&lt;br /&gt;And we don't even know what we argue about&lt;br /&gt;Don't even say I love you no more&lt;br /&gt;Cause sayin' how we feel is no longer allowed&lt;br /&gt;Some people will work things out&lt;br /&gt;And some just don't know how to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's don't wait till the water runs dry&lt;br /&gt;We might watch our whole lives pass us by&lt;br /&gt;Let's don't wait till the water runs dry&lt;br /&gt;We'll make the biggest mistake of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they can see the tears in our eyes&lt;br /&gt;But we deny the pain that lies deep in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe that's a pain we can't hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause everybody knows that we're both torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Why do we hurt each other&lt;br /&gt;Why do we push love away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's don't wait till the water runs dry&lt;br /&gt;We might watch our whole lives pass us by&lt;br /&gt;Let's don't wait till the water runs dry&lt;br /&gt;We'll make the biggest mistake of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn old song man ... but it has been playing over Class 95 for the past couple of weeks ... oh yah, i said good night already ... haha ... okok ... cya peeps! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110088354098053623?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110088354098053623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110088354098053623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110088354098053623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110088354098053623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110083680771425196</id><published>2004-11-19T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T12:00:07.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any idea?</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... again, i wasnt able to slp ... went to bed at about 3 am last night and woke up at 8am today ... its happening so frequently that i'm starting to feel turned off by sleeping, cuz its never successful trying to slp ... You peeps have any idea y i've been suffering from insomnia for the past 3 weeks? and now when i try to go back to slp, i'm like lying there with my eyes closed and i'm still pretty much awake ... something is very wrong ... so i guess this will last thru this whole festive season, or maybe longer ... or maybe i'm just afraid of how xmas will turn out this year ... i'm tired, really tired, but i cant get myself to rest ... not only is that song perpetually ringing in my head, i'm also having flashbacks from the "wierd" dreams i had almost consecutively last week .... now, i dun wish to have all these stuff happening, cuz they're not just taking away my sleeping time, i'm also forced to focus on something i dun wish to even think about ... yeap, the feeling sucks ... ok, i know i already made one xmas wish, but it doesnt harm Santa or Rudolph or Tim Allen or Tom Hanks if i make just one more, one really desperate one ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes: Deseo para una paz de la mente, teniendo cosas clasificadas hacia fuera con mi resultado deseado o&lt;br /&gt;borrando una parte de mi memoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my daily life of being taken for granted and being branded as a useless fella ... Cya ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110083680771425196?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110083680771425196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110083680771425196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110083680771425196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110083680771425196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/any-idea.html' title='Any idea?'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110075977345429606</id><published>2004-11-18T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T14:36:13.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not again...</title><content type='html'>Ok, i know i know... the tag board is not feeling well again ... sudden influx of msgs will cause it to have indigestion ya? its like how i'm stuffing bak chor mee down my oesophagus without thinking how small the diameter of it is ... hmmm, just had MY FINAL NANYANG TECHNOLOGICAL UNIVERSITY EXAMINATION PAPER for this sem ... sheesh ... ok, back to my mee, and stay tuned for an up and going tag board coming ur way! paiseh ah ... =) *SLurP*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110075977345429606?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110075977345429606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110075977345429606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110075977345429606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110075977345429606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/not-again.html' title='Not again...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110055224099994116</id><published>2004-11-16T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T04:57:21.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahah ...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, i very poetic right??? haha ... dun praise me cuz i will fly man!! =) Ok, i was just crapping in my prev blog... Just came back from supper, or u can call it damn early breakfast ... damn nice nasi lemak i must say! *SLurPs* haha ... oh wells, gotta go dload my stuff to prepare for my FINAL paper on THIS COMING THURSDAY! heh! alright, sorry Bro, Seng, Liwei, Adi, Weewee, Daphne, Joyce, Charles, Toway, and the list goes on! haha ... okok, i know got a lot of NTU kias reading this blog had already finished their exams but this is my blog so only my schedule counts yeah! haha ... alright, wudeva it is, u guys gotta work hard yeah, all the best, jia you siassss!!!! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess thats all for tonight peeps! Cya around, and good night to all ... *Burp* =O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110055224099994116?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110055224099994116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110055224099994116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110055224099994116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110055224099994116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/hahah.html' title='Hahah ...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110055155860479563</id><published>2004-11-16T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T04:45:58.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I stay ....</title><content type='html'>Damn song ... kept ringing in my head ... couldnt slp ... dunno why ... asked for a peace of mind ... and my heart started to cry ... almost every night ... i dunno why ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say: Estancia verdadera de las sensaciones, y la voluntad nunca se descolora lejos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamz FM - Should I Stay&lt;br /&gt;OST Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a drive driven by your love &lt;br /&gt;But when you messed around I lost the drive I found &lt;br /&gt;Thought you needed needed someone true &lt;br /&gt;But you changed your mind or had I failed you? &lt;br /&gt;Wished you've been careful with my heart &lt;br /&gt;But you tore it apart and broke an angel's heart &lt;br /&gt;I guess what's true has an end somehow &lt;br /&gt;But I am living proof of what love is about &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's hard holding you loving you losing you &lt;br /&gt;It's sad to be true and be fooled by you &lt;br /&gt;I don't know I gotta go [wanna know] Should I stay or should I go* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You played me on, played me like a clown &lt;br /&gt;But I feel for you, even though I'm down &lt;br /&gt;My heart is heavy, heavy like a rock &lt;br /&gt;But I am so amused you're still in my thoughts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's done is done and I'll never feel the same &lt;br /&gt;But we had some good times, guess it's sad just the same &lt;br /&gt;I guess the truth doesn't matter somehow &lt;br /&gt;But you were living proof, of what love is about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of JeremyRatnam.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110055155860479563?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110055155860479563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110055155860479563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110055155860479563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110055155860479563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/should-i-stay.html' title='Should I stay ....'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-110045588793122730</id><published>2004-11-15T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T03:01:51.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to blog, before my blog page gets mouldy!</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps ... seriously, i dunno wud to say ... not sure if anyone comes to my page and reads anything over here... cuz noone actually tags me, i guess i tagged myself more than others tagging me ... oh well, now i'm left with one paper, the ever useless Effective Comm ... Well, guess i'm not really effective when it comes to communicating, cuz noone ever listens to me, or actually remembers wud i say ... did i say this? did i say that? huh, wud did u say? did i even see you that day? ... bla bla bla ... listening to Matchbox Twenty's Unwell, i'm certainly unwell, probably on the brink of being paranoid ... i dunno why, i didnt self-inflict it or induce it onto myself ... I'm not crazy i'm just a lil unwell, i know right now u cant tell... so stay around and maybe then u will see a different side of me.. I'm not crazy i'm just a lil impaired, i know right now u dun care ... well soon enuf you will think of me and how i used to be ... the last two lines are from the chorus .... so so so describing me on how i wanna tell the whole world how i really feel inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to No Doubt's Don't Speak from their ever-so-beautiful-and-award-winning Tragic Kingdom ... Dont speak, i know just what ya saying, so pls stop explaining, dun tell me cuz it hurts ... hmmm, used to jam that song with my friends at the studio, but i've forgotten the chords now, anyone tell me wuds the first chord of the song?? ... wonder how my grades for this sem will be, wonder if i will be as tyco as the other sems ... alright, here are the stats of my exam period ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TAKEN TO:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a i) Study Mechanics of Materials - 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;ii) With past-year papers done? - 2 papers.&lt;br /&gt;iii) With enough sleep? - Pretty much i guess.&lt;br /&gt;iv) Expected performance / Grade? - If tyco can get an A, if not B lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b i) Study Design in Communication and Marketing - The night before.&lt;br /&gt;ii) With past-year papers done? - No past-year papers, first batch of guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;iii) With enough sleep? - Ok la ...&lt;br /&gt;iv) Expected performance / Grade? - hmmm, hope the project grades can make me get a D... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c i) Study Thermodynamics and Heat Transfer - 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;ii) With past-year papers done? - Tried, my best, cant do nuts ...&lt;br /&gt;iii) With enough sleep? - Come to think of it, quite a lot man! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;iv) Expected performance / Grade? - Pretty much screwed la, how i wish exams can be done in pairs,cuz Tristan got one half of the exams and i got the other half! Blarrrrrrdie Hell ... Maybe a D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d i) Study Maths 3 - The day before the paper, a couple of hours after Thermo...&lt;br /&gt;ii) With past-year papers done? - Seen them, got frightened, got sian-ed, didnt do any.&lt;br /&gt;iii) With enough sleep? - No time to sleep for this man! Imagine bao maths damn lau kwee man..&lt;br /&gt;iv) Expected performance / Grade? - If i pass my mths quiz, i think i can get a B...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Lab - B (default???) hmmm, my lab report was pretty much well done. Good work guys!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) Design - B??? i dunno, not too hopful to score for my project, which is 60% of the whole module!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g) Eff Comm - Sheesh, this is a tuffie ... Hope i get at least a C, cuz i know that bitch hates me, just bcuz i dun attend her lessons ... all thanks to her delibrate sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h) Honey dew milk tea - Many cups. heh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, sold my beloved Technics 1200 MKII turntables together with my home-made 8-band equaliser.. i guess it will be sooner or later i will be spinning again ... and my vinyls are all sold to the same fella too, even some of my faves, like Nina Sky's Move Ya Body (extended mix), Usher, Ludacris, Collin Pharell, hell lotsa others... oh, and my very expensive tribal house 12-inch too ... alot of them ... gone ... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Selamat Hari Raya Adilfitri!!! How can i forget this day ... and it seems that each year Puasa is getting earlier, guess its the Muslim calendar ... And good'ol Winter Solstice is coming too! I can smell the tang yuans in my fave sesame and peanut and yam flavours!! but thats at the end of the year .. sobs ... Paaaaatience my dear Wooster.... Paaaatience la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of getting a bike license, wudya peeps think????? got a friend who has been ferrying me around, well, just a couple of times though, but it was fun pillion-ing ... haha ... and to think she's not from NTU, just happen so i saw her at the carpark below the labs next to Can A and she offered to get me home on her Super 4 when she stays at Bukit Timah ... Thanks Serena! and btw, i just realised that u've got at least a 2A!! power ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handsome SIA Chief Steward uncle came over to grab a tv and brought it over to my grandma's place, cuz my grandma's set has finally "passed away" ... such a good tv, gone case ... and he commented on the guitar i bought recently, which till now i havent upload any pics of it yet, saying that its a good buy and apparently, my mum told me that he picked up the guitar and strum a couple of chords! haha ...and sent my car to change the front-right suspension, spent about 700 buckeroonies ... so i guess i finally got a share in the car now right??? haha ... of cuz la, i bought part of it k, and its an impt part somemore ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Blue's If You Come Back ... Got reminded of Alison, this eurasian girl i gotta know, german portuguese born in Singapore.. funny how things started between the both of us ... well, dun get me wrong, we're not a couple, almost i guess ... until she left for good to the States ... I played this song on a guitar and sang it to her when i met up with her while i was over there, she told me not only she's already attached, she's gotten her citizenship... so we just hang out for the time while i was there till i came back ... Listening to Cranberries' Ode To My Family .. nice song dunch u peeps think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was studying with my frens at Hall 14 for my thermo paper a day before my thermo paper... and so Shanice came to join Tristan, Jia Cheng and I ... Jia Cheng went back to his room, which was just outside the TV lounge, and Tristan went home ... And my, I almost got a shock when Shanice started crying! and there i was consoling her, telling her to cool down and not to think so much about her other papers, which she claimed she didnt do well ... and not to mention she got a weenie bit of probs with her bf lately .... 12 am, hall 14 TV lounge, tears, half a roll of toilet paper, chicken chop and hot milo ... hahahaha .... and the next day was Deepavali ... and Tristan and I were not exactly studying in the tv lounge, rather we were watching tamil movies! haha, hey man, seriously, they're kinda cool, pretty funny though ... and there were subtitles ok! in case any of u peeps out there think i dun understand the movies ... haha ... oh oh .. and then there was the UHL Diva thingy on tv, boy, and Josh Stones was the babe man!!!!!!!!! wow ... sheesh ... she's damn tall la ... haha ... Tristan and I were going ga ga over her ... and then came Blondie, where we almost puked, and Jessica Simpson, the pure epitome of Blondish bimbotism .... Big hair, big boobs, big eyes, big voice??? nah... she's got a long way to go before she can actually become a diva, guess they UHL gave her credit and this appearance for her is something like those military long service awards ... haha ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Creed's One last Breath ... Damn! this song rocks, and i can play it on guitar, the main riff somemore leh!!! hahaha .... okok, thank Shah for giving me the motivation to learn this song! =) .... (10 mins later) oh ... sorry went to pee and was checking out the tv ... now listening to Go To Sleep by Eminem, Obie Trice and DMX, from the soundtrack for the movie Cradle To The Grave starring Jet Li and DMX ... cool show ... talking about grave, recently Tristan asked me if i've got any nice ghoulish stories to tell him....haha he's definitely regretting now, cuz i told him my experiences! haha ... he told me he couldnt slp that night and he had the cd player on till he finally dozed off at about 430am ... yup, ended up not studying for the day ... haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Default's Wasting My Time ... am i wasting my time?? haha ... i dunno .. dun care .. dun even wanna think about it ... hmmm ... should i go gym tmr?? havent been working out, got a couple of nonsensical injuries recently ... nonsensical cuz even the doctors dunno wuds wrong with me and they only can advise me to rest and take painkillers if neccesary ... got a really bad cramp on my left upper arm, and i gotta go to the A &amp;amp; E in the middle of the night, thank god Serena was there to send me to the hospital, and she stayed with me till really late at night...thanks again, i probably wld have died of pain if u werent around ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Dreamz FM aka Meng Fei Chuan's Should I Stay, which is the theme song for the english local drama Chemistry starring the cute Singtel girl Rui En ... oh, actually that was a min ago, now its Jason Mraz singing on my winamp ... The Remedy (I wont worry) ... I (IIIIIIIIIII), I wont worry my life away, hey yeah, oooh ... hahaha .... guess i've been worrying my life away ... has anyone seen my fave Bryan Adam's MTV Unplugged gig CD??? damn, i sure will kill the arse who took it ... really nice songs in there ... well, i hope at this point, most of the mould i've accumulated on the blog has been removed, but anyhow, i will still continue typing ... =) haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have alot of wierd dreams recently ... well, cant call them wierd but they are ironic, something which will never happen ... maybe the chinese saying "ri you suo si ye you suo meng" is kinda accurate here, and at the same time, pple said that events that take place in ur dreams and in reality usually opposites ... damn ... anyhow, gotta look for a job asap, before the A level parasites take most of the temp slots away ... guess i will be working all the way till the end of jan, prob till the first two weeks of feb, since i dun usually attend lessons in sch anyway, make full use of the time to make more money... haha ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you all must be wondering wud's wrong with me, y didnt i include Christmas before Winter Solstice ... Gee, i dunno ... i fear Christmas for once, cuz i dunno how its gonna be like this year ... the past years were great ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---.-- -.-......-......---.-... .--......... ..-.---.-. -......... -.--..-.-. -....- .. ....---.--.. -.....-- .- --...-..--.-..-... .--...-...-.. .....-.--..--..-. -......... -.-......-......---.-...--..-- .. .....--.. --.----.. -.....-.---..---..... --..--.-..... ..-.---.-. -......... ....-.-.----.-.. .....-.-....-. ---..-. -..... -.--..-.-. .--.-.. .-.-...-.. .. .--......... ..-.---.-. ..... -.---- ------- --..--.-..... ---- .-...-.- ..-.---.-.--..-- .. ....---.--...-.-.- ...--- ....-. -......-..... .-...-.-...-..-.-- .- ....--.-.- ---..-- ......-..--..-- ....---.--.. -.-----..- -.-..--. ......-.-. --.--..-- .. -.--.---.-- -.-----..- -.-..--. .-...--.. ---.-- .....--.--..-... --..-.-...-.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, thats all for tonight folks!! i will be uploading a lil photo album containing some of my class photos which i've promised and i've yet to do it ... akan datang yeah!!! haha ... good night to all and have fun during this festive season ... i hope i will have fun though ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-110045588793122730?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/110045588793122730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=110045588793122730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110045588793122730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/110045588793122730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/time-to-blog-before-my-blog-page-gets.html' title='Time to blog, before my blog page gets mouldy!'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109932399057707838</id><published>2004-11-01T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T23:46:30.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough...</title><content type='html'>warm...cold...warm...even colder...enough...this is not a fishing game...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109932399057707838?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109932399057707838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109932399057707838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109932399057707838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109932399057707838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/11/enough.html' title='Enough...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109898103145301996</id><published>2004-10-29T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T00:30:31.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>test blog</title><content type='html'>scoobie doobie boobie doobie ... scoobie dee doo bee doop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109898103145301996?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109898103145301996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109898103145301996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109898103145301996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109898103145301996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/10/test-blog.html' title='test blog'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109897807235428122</id><published>2004-10-28T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T13:10:06.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trainspotting</title><content type='html'>this is how i define trainspotting according to Wooster's Dictionary: (20mins later) erm, sorry folks, the fact that i've left my guitar in the recre-room alone for the past few days pains me, and so i played One Last Breath, This Love and a lil jazz riff, sorry ... okok here it goes... According to the Wooster's Dictionary, TRAINSPOTTING is defined as sitting alone on a never-ending train ride back home and at the same time pin-pointing on some events, or maybe just one, and concentrate to have thoughts unrationally conjuring up in the mind about the event(s). This is wud happens to me everyday, i shldnt say "concentrate", cuz these thoughts are random and they just filled up your mind once ur attention is not occupied. And i believe that most of u pple go thru this process, well, maybe some of u peeps just sleep thru ur train ride.. i dunno ... its inevitable ... u dont expect it, it just comes to you, whether u like it or not ... i was on the same never-ending train ride back to tiong bharu and it happened again ... of all the things and pple in the world who will fail me, these bombardment of thoughts dont fail me ... i closed my eyes, trying to, for once, sleep thru the ride home, hoping that i wont allow it to come to me, but i guess by closing my eyes just concentrated the thoughts ... damn ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wud kinda thoughts are there? thoughts that will make u smile, thoughts that will make u grief, thoughts that will make u tu lan, thoughts that will make u hope, as well as thoughts that will make u predict ... i guess its something like a flow-chart: first u think of the happy stuff, then from the happy stuff, u know none of it will happen, hence the sad stuff enters .... when the sad stuff fills up ur mind, u cant help feeling pissed by wuds not bringing on the good stuff, and therefore u will begin to hope for the good stuff to become reality ... from there, u will try to predict when the good stuff will come into ur life, as tho it will become reality ... purely waste of time right? but isnt that how everyone wants to have their time spent on a train ride alone?? sms? have someone to call ur incoming-free mobile? listen to ur cd player? read a book? trust me, u can do anything, but somehow, it will get to u ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to let u guys in on the top 3 stuff going in my mind while i was trainspotting: 1) Why cant pple be contented with wud they have and possess? 2) Why cant pple understand that materialism shldnt be the gist of anything? 3) Why did i say top 3 stuff when i only got two? haha ... ok la, two only ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5 mins later) yup, ya right ... its the guitar again .. this time i jammed When You Say Nothing At All ... cant say "jammed" cuz its just plucking and strumming on my semi-acoustic ... hmmm, got lotsa fotos i wanna upload onto a online album, but i dun have the time for that now, but i will get it done asap once i'm free ... so keep waiting pple ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...it really pains me to see you like this ... maybe u dunno it, and even if u know it, u wldnt understand it ... and probably the same'ol "i dun need (this and that)" will come shooting back at me ... but wud can i really say? will u listen (to me that is...)?? hmmm ... guess i cant say or do anything cuz u have a mind of ur own, and i'm not great enuf to change anything, cuz if i can, i wld have done so a long time ago... since u feel so strongly about believing in wud u think is right and not wud others insist, i guess my words wont have much of an effect on u... even if they do, its probably temporary for the sake of a facade, a facade which others cant see but i can ... a facade u want others to see it as the real thing, when actually its not ... (cut away a huge irrelevant part) ... ur so deluded, and stop telling me ur not ... y do u always have to hurt urself on purpose when u know its avoidable? hmmm, sometimes it seems to me that u dun have a mind of ur own, ur mindless ... u dont know wud ur doing but anyhow, u just do it, and having to regret later cuz ur either at the disadvantage end, or u've been made used of ... stop dreaming ... live ur life the way its supposed to be, not in this manner of self-deception and delusion ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above is an excerpt from one of my friend's diary ... and i was given permission to view it ok.. haha.... i guess its ok to have parts of this entry posted on my blog right? will the "deluded" guy view my blog someday and realise that this part is talking abt him? i have no idea y wld my fren allow me to post this online, maybe bcoz now she and Mr Self-deceiving are not in much of any contact, so i guess she's just hoping that the fag will chance upon my blog .... alright, had a long day ... gonna stop blogging now and head back to the land of thermo and torsions ... sians alots mans ....good night pple ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109897807235428122?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109897807235428122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109897807235428122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109897807235428122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109897807235428122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/10/trainspotting.html' title='Trainspotting'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109682231949607445</id><published>2004-10-04T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T00:51:59.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trendy??? Springfield??? haha ...</title><content type='html'>Heya Peeps ... went out with Roger and Regine today to start on our GD02 Creative Design in Communication &amp; Marketing CA2 Team Project report .... haha ... stupid module with such a long name, and this is the first time NTU is offering this subject, which means we are the first batch of guinea pigs going to the examination frontline with no past-year papers prep! oh well ... since there are only 40 of us, and Peggy Poo is kinda nice, tho she looks like a total cockster i must say, i feel we will all get at least an overall B at the end of this ... Hope i can get an A tho ... Peggy used to work with the then SBC aka Singapore Broadcasting Corporation, and now she is teaching this module for our school ... She seems rich tho, and she drives a 2.4L Camry...how i wish she's my god mother, den i can have wudeva i want man!!! I was a lil late as usual, and Roger was promptly there at 1pm. AND, Regine was 3 hours late!!! sigh .... nothing peculiar, BUT she bought us apple pie-lets, chicken nuggets and butterfly prawns and a cup of iced milk tea... hmmm, thanks for the treat anyway =) ... The single page report that we're supposed to do was almost done, just a lil touching up to do, now wuds left is our poster, website and the door gift ... and the title of our photo exhibition is "The Ghost of Things" ... is a copyright granted by Roger ... thanks alot! this really saved us alot of time and effort ... Roger's friend happened to pass my and sms-ed him, saying that he/she saw him with a "trendy friend" (referring to me...) and poor Roger was like "Eh, wud about me sia..." Not long after, Regine finally appeared and commented that my shirt looked like a Springfield &lt;br /&gt;shirt! i was like really? i bought the shirt from POA .... haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Amelia, at the age of 39, kissed Viktor cuz he built a self-impressioned version of Napoleon's gift to Josephine 'The Thousand Fountains' for her, and the next moment she went back to her married ex-bf whom she broke off a couple of days back just to exchange for his one-day visa into USA, does that means she's materialistic or isit that she has finally found the guy she really likes and decides to SACRIFICE herself and continue being a mistress for the sake of his freedom? well, maybe she was just touched by his actions, even so she wldnt have kissed him right? i can see that she wasnt happy tho she made the decision to go back to her married ex-bf's side ... y cant she just stick to Viktor? wuds wrong with him? he's humourous, he's caring, he's nice, and he's sweet ... The one-day visa came a lil late, cuz since Viktor's country became recognised again by the USA, his visa wld have become valid once again... I guess Amelia made the wrong move, maybe she liked him too much, as a guy like him was too hard to come by, but still she could have forgo the one-day visa in exchange for her ... or isit she's thinking that Viktor wldnt have been able to provide for her, since she gotta finally know about his war-torn country ... Amelia said she waited for 7 years, and she's living in hotels and always ready-to-go whenever her married bf is in town or some nearby state and she wld fly to his destination... she claimed that she's foolish, and even threw away her pager onto the airport runway's tarmac given to her by her married bf, which was used to notify her whenever he's in town ... all these for him ... and she returned only a kiss? was that an act of selfishness? if u say that its bcoz she really likes him so much that she's willing to become a mistress just to regain his freedom, most prob i wldnt agree with that .... there wld have been much development between the two of them... poor Viktor Navorski ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like wud Roger told me today, its all about commitment ... I hope u all out there wldnt be as selfish to ur own and others' feelings and at the same time, stay committed! Cuz that's the only way, whether u like it or not, to experience the kinda love and respect u've always wanted ... as for materialism, Roger went "wah, lidat win liao lor, no point man..." ... haha, she has a really pretty gf, and since her gf is so eligible, she cld have easily chosen someone else, like wud Roger mentioned ... y him??? of all guys??? cuz she doesnt mind him at all ... i bet 99% of girls are materialistic, which means his gf is not spared from this consensus... but she's willing to accept him as he is, even if the going gets tough, she's willing to hang in there and stay focus in the relationship, thats y they have been together for years now ... lucky chap Roger!! =) and congrats to u for being in such a successful relationship ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now folks ... good night to all and cya around!!!!!! =) *yawns*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109682231949607445?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109682231949607445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109682231949607445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109682231949607445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109682231949607445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/10/trendy-springfield-haha.html' title='Trendy??? Springfield??? haha ...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109663151757272113</id><published>2004-10-01T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T19:51:57.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess now it's time...</title><content type='html'>does that sound familiar?? this is prob one of the unforgettable lines to all Take That fans out there... Yeap its the first 5 words to one of their best songs Back For Good... Gary Barlow sang "I guess now its time for me to give up, i feel its time..." hmmm, yeah, thoughts and all can get so tiring at times, so exhausting that they simply just wanna make u give up ... I received encouragements, discouragements, ovations and boos... Wud shld i do? just hate how the way how things turn out for everything, its not that i dun understand the point that some things wont work out my way, its just that things cld have worked out really well and my damn zhun gut feeling tells me that there is something inhibiting the process... fucked up, if only i knew wud it is ... i guess i will always be left in the dark for this ... cant do anything abt it can i?? well, i guess it doesnt matter anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt get to blog last night as i was rushing for my design project report, and i was busy drawing and editting. Not bad i shld say *grins*, and i did some more final adjustments here and there so as not to make it look slipshot secondary school style... While i was on my way to school this morning, Tristan sms me and said "Sorry guys, i cant meet u all today... i'm feeling fucked up..." i was on the verge of busrting into laughter! haha ... and guess wud, he appeared at the design workshop after we got chased out by the technician who said he wanted to close the wksp cuz its lunch time... well, guess he aint feeling that fucked up, he was freakin smiling when he appeared... nice, managed to salvage quite a bit of plywood and aluminium sheets for our project, guess we gotta start work soon... sianus bombardus us... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt turn up for effective comm today AGAIN, which means i only went for 2 tutorials and skipped the other 8.... wahahaha ... hate the woman, freakin sarcastic banana brain... CHAO CHEEEKEN .... haha ... gotta rush my eff comm assignment as well, guess i will be able to finish it by this weekend and have it compiled so that i will have the next week to do my design project at the wksp... Oh btw, i gotta found out that Aaron is an 'A' mech in my camp, and he was assigned to 3GSMB... He said i looked kinda familiar, always sees at the arcade at 46 canteen. i told him i was from 42SAR (CUTTING EEEEEEDGE!!!!!) and hence i also know a lil bit about wksp stuff since i drive the Bronco and the BV-206... Oh yah, i gotta say sorry to Aaron again for my freakin sharp swiss army knife... Just to let my shining fans in on wud happened, he almost got his thumb chopped off while using my knife to rip open ThE WaLkiNg sHuShi .... he's suppose to change to a fresh bandage today, maybe remove his 7 stitches as well... (whistle inwards) OUCH MAN!!!! wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! Tonight's showing WWE Unforgiven 2004!!! Damn...hell lot of big matches tonight... wonder how Kane and Lita are getting along, i still cant believe that Lita is carrying Kane's child! wtf .... and a sudden thought just came into my mind, y girls look out for guys with looks, money, car, body and etc?? are these stuff really that impt for guys to apply to be as boyfriends? this world is getting more and more materialistic, and i guess its just bcoz of showing others an enviable image ... So do girls love the money+the looks+the car+the body, or do they love the guy? haha ... maybe they love the guy becoz of those things ... hmmm ... dunno la ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jet'aime ... jet'aime ... jet'aime ... when i can ever say this to the girl i like? i mean not just saying it, but saying it with true feelings ... maybe i can start with Jennifer, but i know she wont respond, she never responds ... haha ... cuz if she does, i prob gotta annihilate her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin has a stalker! and i tot i'm able to see that guy today, but i didnt crash her lecture, i wonder if the other guys did... hah! and the worst thing is, the fella is in her project group! wow... wud luck huh ... mug mug mug .. gotta mug ... exams are around the corner.. scared??? very much, judging from the amount of work i did and the number of lessons i attended... oh well, i will study la ... no choice anyway ... u peeps have fun during this weekend! i will try my best to have fun, so for now tag me pls!!! wahahaha!!! Cya! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109663151757272113?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109663151757272113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109663151757272113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109663151757272113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109663151757272113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-guess-now-its-time.html' title='I guess now it&apos;s time...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109646982253262271</id><published>2004-09-29T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T22:57:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talk about revelations...</title><content type='html'>hmmmm ... anyone watching Miss Teen USA 2004 right now on channel 5? i'm not watching it, just happened to be switching channels and saw the pageant going on ... Wassup with pageants anyway? Pple join to be famous, and i dun think whether it matters anot they win in the end ... well, haha, if i ever MANAGE to get into the finals for some guy, not gay, pageant, i will be damn contented even if i dun win =P ... So is getting into a pageant and advancing far enough considered a break from a person's seemingly boring life?? i'm so gian of going back to work at the radio station ... damn, i shouldn't have given up the offer to me during the beginning of this year ... Yeah, its just all about glamour ... erm ... actually, its wierd how a DJ attain a substantial amount of the limelight on air ... guess i've gotta be way better than John Klass or Aloysius Tan and their pals (wonder if they really are) Glen Ong and Rod (wudeva the surname is) ... good money, fun, but tiring ... thats all i can say about going on air as a DJ ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ... a really quiet day today ... its pretty unusual cuz there's always something happening, but not today ... hmmm, lets do a lil recap here ... slept late last night cuz i couldn't get my freakin eyes to close, came to sch hours later, met up with my classmates for our weekly lunch, studied alone in Wee Nam's refrigerated living room, came out later to study in a more human climate, tried to keep myself awake with a cooled cup of "hot" tea with milk, finally came home ... That's about all ... Now i'm sitting here blogging, and there's something i wanna comment on the furnishing arrangement in my recreation room, the freakin tv is directly behind me, and so each time i wanna take a peek on wuds on it, i've gotta turn 180 degrees around and do it again when the boring part of the show comes in ... Now how dumb is that ... well, i dun have a choice, thats just the amount of space i;ve got in my recre-room... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe still, i've studied my Linear Algebra, or at least covered half of it today! its a miracle ... ME!!! studying??? omfg ... oh well, not much of a choice there cuz exams are @#$% around the corner ... but the sight of my guitar is just to tempting for me to resist performing in front of my laptop ... haha ... and i did a lil bit of Thermodynamics, another upset to my normal regime ... its like my lifeless soul aint getting anywhere near 'happening', rather its just inching slowly towards the 'completely lifeless' end ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah ... haha *giggle giggle* *grins* ... isit up to me??? or my friends?? hmm ... i've asked around, and i realised that my friends actually have the answer!!! OMFG!!! its like too good to be true yeah ... but ... maybe not, and i dun wanna be a typical loser like "the others" ... heh ... and i dunwan wudeva that has happened to me to come back all over again, cuz i dun think i'm up for it ... sheesh ... it'd better be getting somewhere i hope ... haha, selfish aint i huh??? who isnt?? ANYHOW, if u peeps have no idea wud i'm blabbering about, its really ok!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan's car got big-time banged by another, and the reckless driver is actually a 17 yr old kiddo! haha, and he said that he was chaffeuring his "fat" gf, who is only 16 ... wud the hell is that kid thinking about man??? he's simple putting his life and his gf's life to risk! even if he doesnt give a damn about his own life, at least be considerate. apparently i heard that it was the girl who wanted the guy to drive her around ... the bumper of his Altis came off, not sure if its the whole damn ThAnG but the cost of getting it up and going is a couple of hundred bucks... just breathe a word to the cops and there's no doubt about the kiddo spending at least a year in the boys' home ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta say this ... its totally hilarious ... today jacq tried to tell us a joke during lunch, and it was about a bear and a rabbit, and the first thing XY went was "the bear ate the rabbit right??" haha .... and so after many interruptions that she managed to advance to the later part of the joke, until all of the guys went "aiyah, we all heard this joke years ago liao la..." and she insisted on finish telling the joke to the rest who didnt heard it before... sigh ... jacq ah ... i cant believe u actually laughed hysterically when u said "hey guys lemme tell u all a joke, i dunno if u guys will find it funny but i found it really funny...." its like ... even before the joke started!!! haha .... oh well ... heh ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go back to do my Linear Algebra tutorial and hope to endure a lil bit more of Thermodynamics ... SO DAMN SIAN AH .... hmmm, an early good night to all and god bless! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109646982253262271?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109646982253262271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109646982253262271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109646982253262271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109646982253262271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/09/talk-about-revelations.html' title='talk about revelations...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109636739740113196</id><published>2004-09-28T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T23:30:12.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIG Hi To all my shining fans out there!</title><content type='html'>HI PEEPS!!! Sheesh, i must apologise for all the action i'm depriving u guys from for the past month i guess??? Its been really long since i last blogged and if u all have been checking out my tagboard, u would have noticed that some fella by the name of PASSER BY mentioned that i havent been blogging for a really long while ... yeap thats true ... didnt had the mood to blog, in fact there was this period of time where i wanted to give up COMPLETELY on my blog ... Alot of stuff happened when i was away, lotsa stuff ... Happy, unhappy, happy. unhappy, unhappy and mostly unhappy stuff... I got alot of pple getting pissed at me, this is wierd cuz i tot they wouldnt get mad at me, guess my stubborn nature somehow turned them off... well, i know that some of them are still mad at me, and i can see that they are getting a lil tired of it... gee, they certainly do understand what i'm thinking about and wudeva is happening but they just feel that i shldnt be this i shldnt be that bla bla bla ... ok, i'm not saying that they are naggy and all, but i just want them to know that i also wanted things to be right for me and i'm trying my best to get it done ... anyway i'm still in sch now, suppose to continue with my design report which is due this friday but i'm blogging now and checkin out my friendster as well. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY... i bought a second-hand semi-acoustic guitar and i'm like playing it almost everynight! oh my ... managed to catch up with the stuff i've lost touch with and i've learnt a couple of new songs too. Guess the best song i've learnt so far since i re-entered the world of guitar is One Last Breath by Creed...hmm heard the lead singer bung seh-ed the group and the group is now with a new lead singer with the band name changed to something else... Oh well, just enlightening u peeps with stuff that u wont probably wanna know about ... haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... looks like i'd better start updating my blog as often as i can, but i wonder who will be interested in my boring life... Maybe i didnt start this blog as a daily rendition of my freakin life, but i guess i better start doing that now... Pple say blogs may be used as a form of emotional outlet, but i feel that maybe that doesnt work after someyour time afterall... I mean, how much private stuff are u able to post on your blog? Or rather to wud extend will u let other pple in on ur feelings everyday? Not only did blogging NOT help me feel better at the end of the day, it certainly didnt help the bad shit to end and bring on the good stuff .... So maybe it will be a pity to stop blogging, just like how some peeps are not given a single chance to prove themselves, etc... I will be starting this blog anew from this point onwards, a blog to let pple know more about my daily life and all ... I mean, i dun suppose u pple will be bothered about how emotionally good or bad i feel right now huh ... Yup, these emo stuff doesnt really matter to u pple i guess .... Yup... Doesnt really matter ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyhow, i'm waiting for news to be announced from the SAO so that i can FINALLY APPLY for my hostel ... gee, how i miss hostel life ... N travelling from Tiong Bharu to NTU is hellish, especially when its an everyday affair ... sobs ... Wud to expect in hall life: really really late nights, lotsa friends over at ur room dooing nothing but lying around and chatting, studying till the next morning while looking forward to uncle's half-boiled egg and kaya toasts (slurp), overnight mahjong sessions, poseur clubbing, real clubbing (oooooh, square rooooooms), gym, running (woohoo!), SLEEPING, supper supper supper (slurp again), movie nights, music blasting till the ah tiongs from the post grad block come over and complain, alcohol (haha), JUNK FOOD (slurp x 10), american idol, crazy neighbours who wont fail to turn up at ur doorstep, WWE matches... Gee, hell lotsa stuff ... haha!!!! I just cant wait to get back to hall life, and its gonna happen real soon yeah ... Anyway, I'm still wondering if i should stay in the North Spine halls of the South Spine halls ... I used to live in Hall 11, which is in the North Spine area... Maybe i should stay in the South Spine halls for a change eh???? gee ... still pondering ... I've asked my frens that, but seems like i'm needed in both Spines!!! (woah, wassup with the thick elephant skin eh? haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 15th day of the 8th month in the lunar calendar, which means its the Mooncake Festival, also known as Zhong(1) Qiu(1) Jie(2) in Hanyu Pinyin. haha... So i guess before the day ends, I wanna wish all of my shining fans out there a happy Zhong Qiu Jie!!! Den again, i'm confused about the story of the Mooncake Festival... Is it about the lady who stays in the moon who has a pet rabbit?? Or is it about using cakes as a form of relaying stuffed messages about revolting??? hmmm ... wudeva it is, i guess we should just all forget about its origin and enjoy some mooncakes with a nice and warm cup of Tie Guan Yin .... Slurp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are nearing, just about a month away ... and i'm still not attending lessons... omfg ... looks like i gotta "wake up my freakin ideas" eh ... well, sometimes pple are just not waking up their ideas... guess i'm just one of them ... gotta really study hard for this exam, wanna maintain the scores i got from my previous exams ... i'm just feeling wierd today, i dunno y... And i sold my turntables and my mixer to this newbie, and i still havent rcv the money! so i guess i shouldnt call myself a DJ anymore huh?? I started off spinning just for the sake of two things, interest and glamour... i tot i can make it big, and end up being a house music producer with endless world tour gigs to perform. Its just so cool to be on the spinning platform, its just like an altar and all the babes are like surrounding YOU, the DJ... haha ... But i gave it up, or maybe i will pick it up someday again, just like how i picked up guitar again after 2 years... Y did i give spinning up? Well, i dun think anyone around me appreciates spinning as well as the tribal house i spin. Maybe its bcoz i dun really get alot of attention from doing this thats y i lost my interest in spinning... You all must be wondering since its my bleddy interest, den y the hell am i bothered about whether i get the attention from the pple around me??? well, lets be practical here... i suppose thats the whole idea of 'interests', its just a tool to bring out your talent to get the attention of others... its not only practical, but i start to feel that its useless, it doesnt get any attention at all, maybe for a split second tho... thats all .... U get non-lasting attention making use of ur interests ... I was given a damn good chance a couple of weeks ago to really make it big: I was asked to work for a company which will pay me $3000 a month, but i gotta work full time for them, which means i gotta quit school and all ... Which means i wont be a freelance anymore, now how lucky can i be??? but i gave that up ... tot over it in the most logical and rational way ... guess at that time the money was just simply tempting, not so much of the glamour part .... oh well ... it doesnt matter now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ... alot of things doesnt matter now ... things just wont turn out the way u wanted them to be ... All those bullshit about "look forward to it", "work hard for it", "dun give up", "dun give up, cuz things will turn out the way u wanted it to be" and bla bla bla aint true at all ... life's never like this .... alot of things are just wierd cuz you're always wondering y things cant turn out like this when they seemingly are initially, and u will never fail to NOT figure it out for the rest of ur life, until a miracle happens ... I want a miracle to happen.... is it too much for me to hope for? or do i not deserve the miracle i pray for? Maybe u would have wondered wud kinda miracle i'm hoping for... Well, its as simple as an opportunity, a chance, and i called it a miracle cuz its just something i'm hoping for ... whether it comes to me or not, time will tell, and its about many things.. greedy?? who's not greedy right? as long as you're human ... but for now, wud i need is just a hostel room so that i can start studying if not by the time the exams are here, all i can show to the examiners are the new songs i've learnt over the past few months... i mean, this is real man, its not some stupid guitar exam!!! haha ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, good night to all ... and be sure to come back to view this glittering blog of mine! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109636739740113196?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109636739740113196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109636739740113196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109636739740113196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109636739740113196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/09/big-hi-to-all-my-shining-fans-out.html' title='A BIG Hi To all my shining fans out there!'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109357045949051652</id><published>2004-08-27T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T09:34:19.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlsberg or Heineken?</title><content type='html'>Good Morning to all my beloved fans of this ever-sparkling blog!!! I was day-dreaming as usual, and I recalled an advertisement by either Carlsberg or Heineken. It's one of those Christmas ads which want you to spend a hell lot and booze cuz tis the season to be jolly, so that alcohol suckers like us will grant them the annual turnover they've always wanted. The jingle in the ad was pretty cute, it's a love song actually, but it sounded a wee bit too Christmas, with the singer, by the name of Engelbert Humperdinck (wud a pervous name!) crooning away to the lyrics. The song is about a guy asking a girl "when will (she) be mine", and hence Ta Da, a typical proposing song. Maybe many of you out there have heard of this song before, Quando Quando Quando. I've got no idea wud does QUANDO means, maybe it means beautiful one, pretty babe, sexy lady, voluptuos biatch, no idea man... And believe it, they have real stupid techno remixes of it! I wasn't able to find the album pic for it, so for now I will keep u guys in suspense ..... Ooooo .... ANYWAY, the lyrics are below and I'm not sure if things will work out if you DO sing this song to the girl you like.. =) ... Enjoy the following number by Engelbert Humperdinck on Power Wooster's Breakfast Hits on 1000.8 FM. Once again a very good morning to all wish you all a great day ahead! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando Quando Quando &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when will you be mine&lt;br /&gt;Tell me Quando Quando Quando&lt;br /&gt;We can share a love divine&lt;br /&gt;Please don't make me wait again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you say yes to me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me Quando Quando Quando&lt;br /&gt;You mean happiness to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh my love please tell me when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment's a day, every day seems a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you the way to a dream beyond compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait a moment more&lt;br /&gt;Tell me Quando Quando Quando&lt;br /&gt;Say it's me that you adore&lt;br /&gt;And my darlin' tell me when&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109357045949051652?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109357045949051652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109357045949051652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109357045949051652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109357045949051652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/carlsberg-or-heineken.html' title='Carlsberg or Heineken?'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109345304258989735</id><published>2004-08-26T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T00:57:22.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it work all the time?</title><content type='html'>A BIG HI to all my beloved fans of my glittering blog. I'm back to write something short this time... I know u all missed me, but seriously speaking, I wasn't in the mood to blog cuz I had the intention to give this up, cuz I used to think that blogging was a good way to speak up for myself, somehow it didn't work out and I realised that I've gotta do something about my problems rather than saying them out and whine like a baby ... But anyhow, something came into my mind and I just wanna share with you pple... It's about the topic of sincerity... What the mutha forking hell is sincerity?? Does it simply means you just gotta mean wudeva u do or say??? Well, if it's something serious and all, I will definitely mean wud i say or do ... And many pple said that sincerity can move and touch a person, but does it really have that kinda effect?? Is it really that powerful?? I've heard of cases whereby some pple uses sincerity to obtain something to their advantage, hence making use of the goodness of it... Whereas there are cases where pple take someone else's sincerity for granted... Well, about the point of using sincerity to obtain something to their advantage, it doesn't strictly means it's bad, way bad ... Like for example a wedding proposal, if a guy really loves his gf and he wants to make her the woman of his life permanently, he will definitely be sincere about proposing to her right??? I mean ... All those kneeling down along Orchard Road, a 999-rose bouquet, and not forgetting the DIAMOND ring... Did I just call my own name???? =) If that's not sincer then wud is man???? wud is ??? Hmmm, but then again the fella may be after the girl's family wealth ... Oh well, I guess that's too dramatic huh ... Anyway, if sincerity is so darn important and powerful, then why am I disappointed most of the time??? Is it because I'm not sincere enough??? Or is it because I'm sincere about the wrong things, things which are just not suitable for me or not meant for me??? Some pple said that sincerity will ULTIMATELY do the job, but how trustworthy is that statement??? Is it proven?? I'm not gonna trust all the hearsay shit, but I'm gonna trust myself to do the job... I'm the epitome of sincerity, and I'm not talking bull ... If the goal is really not meant for me, it will only take a miracle to make me happy at the end of it all .... Good night peeps and thanks for reading this shiny blog of nonsensical gibberish .... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109345304258989735?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109345304258989735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109345304258989735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109345304258989735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109345304258989735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/does-it-work-all-time.html' title='Does it work all the time?'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109292844333259903</id><published>2004-08-19T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T23:14:03.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/2nd%20Assignment2.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/2nd%20Assignment2.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side view of my BABY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109292844333259903?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109292844333259903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109292844333259903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109292844333259903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109292844333259903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/side-view-of-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109292839525426972</id><published>2004-08-19T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T23:13:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/2nd%20Assignment.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/2nd%20Assignment.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan view of my BABY!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109292839525426972?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109292839525426972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109292839525426972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109292839525426972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109292839525426972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/plan-view-of-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109292826336796432</id><published>2004-08-19T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T23:14:52.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/2nd%20Assignment3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/2nd%20Assignment3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello pple!!! The day has finally arrived for me to post pics of my BABY!!!! Its kinda crooked actually cuz i used copper wire as the frame and somehow the tension of the threads are not equally balanced on all sides, which resulted in a distortion of the original frame... Oh well, no matter how hard i tried to bend the frame back into shape, some of the threads actually sagged quite a lil and so i guess i've gotta leave it in this crappy shape now ... My fingers are hurting from pulling the threads and holding the tension. Oh well above are the pics of the initial concept and the end product in side and plan view. Hmmm, anyway its not really done, now i've gotta mount it on a styrofoam board, but i just painted the board with black paint, so now i'm just gonna mount it tmr morning before i go to sch. Alright, i guess that's it for tonight, will talk to u pple more tmr ... Take care and god bless u dreamers out there ... Good night .... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109292826336796432?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109292826336796432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109292826336796432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109292826336796432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109292826336796432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/hello-pple-day-has-finally-arrived-for_19.html' title=''/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109285747864189560</id><published>2004-08-19T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T03:31:18.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow ...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, something's wrong with my blog page, cuz its not able to load completely... Well anyway, just got back from my best friend's hostel, and i brought her to ALTIVO just now!!! WOW, that place is superb, so nice ... The ambience and all .. Best of all, its at the peak of Mount Faber, so u can actually see everything around Mount Faber itself and also a glimpse of Sentosa and its surroundings... This is my first time going to Mount Faber and its with my Bestest Friend!!! I really really enjoyed myself ... =) I see myself going back there with her in the future! But too bad, we gotta leave cuz it was getting a lil late and i was afraid that the rain would become worse (thank god it didnt or else driving will be tough!) and so we left ALTIVO when it relaxed a lil bit ... Oh yeah, and i did the john trovolta's Saturday Night Fever trademark move, where ur finger points to the 2 o'clock position first, followed by pointing to the 8 o'clock position.... haha, thank god i did that in the car ... oh wells, gotta go now, good night to all and be sure to pay ALTIVO a visit!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109285747864189560?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109285747864189560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109285747864189560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109285747864189560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109285747864189560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/wow.html' title='Wow ...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109275304730085584</id><published>2004-08-17T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T22:30:47.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back ...</title><content type='html'>Really tired, so i'm just gonna cut everything short for tonight, not to mention after writing this i will be going back to my 3D model thingy... Real sorry to disappoint all DJ Diamond's fans, i was kinda occupied TILL FREAKIN 4AM and so i didnt get to post anything ... Sorry for the big voice ... gee...i've got lotsa stuf to talk abt, but all of a sudden i feel like getting out of here ... yupz... gone ... sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109275304730085584?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109275304730085584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109275304730085584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109275304730085584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109275304730085584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back ...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109261926559601308</id><published>2004-08-16T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T09:21:05.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlogThis! Haha...</title><content type='html'>I'm using the BlogThis! thingy that actually allows me to blog anywhere without visiting Blogger.com, and i hope this works cuz ever since i downloaded the BloggerBot, i wasnt able to create any new posts from Blogger.com, and the "Create New Posts" page always load with errors... Can any kind hearted soul advise me on that??? Thank you ... Right now i'm blogging away in Library 2, and i was suppose to meet my fren to get some notes from him so that i wont go for class empty-handed AGAIN ... haha ... He's not around and i guess his handphone got eaten up by the Starhub dog or something, cuz i cldnt get to him... You pple know how these telecomm companies boast about "99.999% island-wide reception guranteed" nonsense right? Bet he's at the area where there's a 0.001% chance of NO reception... Sheesh ... Looks like i gotta handle another 3 hours of lessons by taking out a stack of paper and pretend that the stack is my notes.... AGAIN... haha ... Well, not too bad actually, cuz i was drawing my umbrella-to-pumpkin sketch during last week's 3-hour lesson... Gonna fall asleep any moment now, wasnt able to sleep last night. The genesis of my new art lesson assignment began last night, and i must say i was kinda indulged in the designing process before prior to the model making part, and even more so for the model making part now... Its really fun, at least its more interesting that algorithms, cell biology and thermodynamics!! So hang in there my fans, and i will be sure to post a pic of my baby once i'm done! =) Anyway, i was having a sleepless night... yeah... After packing up and stuff, i went back to my bachelor pad at about freakin 3am! Now, how terrible was that... And so 3am became 4am, 4am became 5am, and before i knew it, TA DA!! It's WaKiE WaKiE TiMe!!! @#$%!! (oops...dun mean to swear) Alot of stuff ran through my mind actually, nothing nonsensical... If you pple have been following up on my blog recently, you all wld have realised the spate of events that wld have lead to my inability to sleep... Or isit me again? The same old think-alot me... Wudeva it is, you pple will have no idea wud was i thinking about last night... So it doesnt really matter if u're reading my blog for the first time and u have no idea wuds happening in my so-not-happening life... OOOOOH, met up wif my best fren just now to pass her some notes i've printed for her and she gave me a Char Siew Pau!!! I was telling her to take it back cuz she only had one herself and its not enuf, not saying that she's a big eater or wud, but just ONE Char Siew Pau?!?!?! I bet she's still a lil bit hungry ... But anyway, THANKS FOR THE NICE CHAR SIEW PAU! =) Is 'change' such a bad thing? Will i change after wudeva happened, or will i remain the same'ol me?? Just to let u pple know that DJ Diamond (who is ME, the Wooster, Woo Yaoying, aka DJ Requiem... And so if u have no idea who is DJ Diamond, get out now, NOW!) is still the same old him, and he has not experienced any change even thought he has lived for more than 2 decades on planet earth... Is there something in me that resists personality changes, or is it there's nothing for me to change about? OH! I think someone farted cuz i saw this girl looking ArOuNd ... woooo .... hmmm ... eeeeeee.. Wahahahaha!!!! Alright, going off for my MP2012 Creative Thinking and Design aka Art Lesson Lecture at LT12, so everybody please give me a standing ovation before i depart from this stinking library via the red carpet and into my 8-door Lincoln as this will be the SECOND time i will be attending this lecture!!! (clap...clap...) right .... Okok, gonna go take a piddle before i wet my cradle????????? hahaha, yeah, really sleepy... Have fun pple and dun forget to tag me!!! Hey, wudya think ya doing punk??? I just said tag me and ur looking away?!?!?! HOW DARE YOU.... Freakin TAG ME NOW!!!! haha... SIAO AR....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109261926559601308?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109261926559601308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109261926559601308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109261926559601308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109261926559601308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/blogthis-haha.html' title='BlogThis! Haha...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109255860018001233</id><published>2004-08-15T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T16:32:14.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMMY!</title><content type='html'>Its gonna rain over here in Tiong Bharu, and will the Chwee Kuays be feeling a lil afraid of the smaller crowd at the market cuz lesser pple will buy them??? Hmmm, I'm just like a chwee kuay, my face is as oily as the cai pok, my complexion is as lumpy as the cai pok, i smell as good as the cai pok, and i'm as weak as the kuay itself ... So NO WONDER the happening Chwee Kuays at the famous Tiong Bharu Food Centre, which is conveniently located at just 10 metres due North-Norteast from MY house (heh heh) tend to feel a lil vulnerable at times, especially due to the bad weather ... Just trying to say that in times of bad shit, i need the right amount of assurance to tell me not to worry and that everything's ok, and i've found this assurance ... found it ... Well, didnt exactly found it, but someone dear gave it to me ... And i wanna congratulate u cuz u've won urself a free trip to Tiong Bharu Food Centre where u can savour the vulnerable and happening Chwee Kuays with the oh-so-nice-and-oily-but-still-nice cai pok!!! haha ... Guess who's this "dear" (not "deer") person is ... =) ... Is it Tamyra Gray? Garfield? Or the beautiful Stepford Wives?? All i wanna say is that i've got the assurance i needed ... Thanks to my bestest fren ... And i'm sorry for wudeva i've done ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109255860018001233?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109255860018001233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109255860018001233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109255860018001233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109255860018001233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/yummy.html' title='YUMMY!'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109249560956686295</id><published>2004-08-14T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T00:03:27.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! </title><content type='html'>Yup, today is the first day of the aftermath ... Hmmm, maybe 'aftermath' is too extreme a word to use, and i gotta apologise due to my limited vocab ... I think i'm a lil over sensitive, but i just cant help feeling that things wont be the same again ... I just need the assurance that things will not change and that everything's ok ... really ok ... Will u gimme such an important and valuable assurance??? Nah, guess i'm just being too sensitive ... Well, thats me! =)  After all said and done, i guess its now up to me on how things will turn out in the future ... Does anyone know if my future is bleak??? Or is my future way better than i think it will be...? Is it just solely up to me, or do others around me got a part to play as well??? Well, i rather be a hero and do everything rather than anticipating others to do the job for me ... I'm not some fella whom pple will volunteer to do things for me, help me photocopy my notes for me and wud not ... This is called the aftermath, and its nothing to me, cuz i've been thru lots of them ... Now i start to feel that i shldnt be even writing this cuz i sounded as tho i'm asking for empathy ... I dun need empathy, i just need the assurance ... Good night to all ... And may all of you pple out there have the kind of assurance u've always wanted ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109249560956686295?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109249560956686295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109249560956686295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109249560956686295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109249560956686295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/yay.html' title='Yay! '/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109242089027093482</id><published>2004-08-14T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T02:17:58.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go...</title><content type='html'>I guess we touched on the topic of letting go some thing in life before right? Well, just wanna let u pple know that i've let go of something just a moment ago ... Was i heartbroken or was i thrilled??? Thats for u to find out ... =) ... Sometimes, when u gotta let go of some things in life which will result in a negative manner, the process of doing it may lead u to do stupid and childish stuff, like giving up other things, telling lies, etc.... So please pple, if u gotta let go, do it correctly, there's no need to do all the bad stuff yeah... U will just end up losing anything or anyone dearest to u ... =) ... Blessed are those who are able to let go in the correct manner and during the process they become a better person ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109242089027093482?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109242089027093482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109242089027093482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109242089027093482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109242089027093482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109233027016962905</id><published>2004-08-13T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T01:23:54.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I Hate About You</title><content type='html'>Yeap, this is the movie that probably bestowed Julia Stiles with the title Queen of B-grade American movies, with numbers like Save The Last Dance adding to her credit ... All i did was to type her name in the search engine and almost immediately, the vivid images of the movie filled my mind when i saw this title on the results page... But i don't really get the final stanza of the poem ... So is the last stanza still about hate? I've posted the poem here on the internet's most sparkling and valuable blog ... Enjoy??? Do wudeva u want, just dun hate me or my blog ... haha ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Things I Hate About You: The Poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;And the way you cut your hair.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you drive my car.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you stare.&lt;br /&gt;I hate your dumb noisy flip flops&lt;br /&gt;And the way you read my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you so much it makes me sick --&lt;br /&gt;It even makes me rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you're always right.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you lie.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh --&lt;br /&gt;Even worse when you make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you're not around&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that you didn't call.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you --&lt;br /&gt;Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109233027016962905?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109233027016962905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109233027016962905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109233027016962905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109233027016962905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 Things I Hate About You'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109232707272727257</id><published>2004-08-13T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T01:35:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yi shan yi shan liang jing jing!</title><content type='html'>From today onwards, I've changed my name to Diamond Woo... Dun ask why, so please PLEASE respect me and call me Diamond ... Diamond Woo ... DJ Diamond... Or Diamond Wooster ... Or Diamond Yaoying ... Hmmm, I'm Diamond Woo and u are reading my sparkling blog RIGHT NOW .... Yeah ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109232707272727257?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109232707272727257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109232707272727257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109232707272727257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109232707272727257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/yi-shan-yi-shan-liang-jing-jing.html' title='Yi shan yi shan liang jing jing!'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109232508144642160</id><published>2004-08-12T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T00:05:26.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S TIME FOR ..... </title><content type='html'>Hi PPLE!! Now its time .... yeah ... its time ... YEAH ... YEEeeaaHH!!! ... Haha, alright... Its time for another album review, and this time its gotta do with someone from the first season of the American Idol, which some pple called it the original American Idol. This lady was a finalist (awwwww...) but she's making it big now, in fact much bigger than the fella who was second-to-the-throne whose name is Justin wudeva, u know, the guy with the curly locks???? Oh nvm... This lady made a special guest appearance during the second last week of the third season of the American Idol and debuted her latest single, Raindrops Will Fall. Ok... ok... I will give u credit if ya able to recall that i mentioned her name and the song i was playin on my MP3 player last night before i went to meet uncle Zhou... Yupz, its her, Tamyra Gray... And wud a name for her debut single, Raindrops Will Fall. Well, you may all feel that the song is a lil discouraging, i mean, after "going thru the storms" and "against all odds", eventually raindrops still fall???? Well, where's the bloody sun shine?!?! Why is this song so grim and all??? If u pple are thinking this way den u guys have misinterpreted the song, its just trying to say that even if u've "gone thru the storms" or "been against all odds", bad things will still happen and you cant let shit make u give up... In her debut album titled The Dreamer, the songs are pretty much slow and laid back, pretty good for chillin ... But i wonder how will things turn out if she do similar numbers by Beyonce, it will be a drastic change cuz i guess u guys all know that the songs featured on American Idol were nice and soothing and all, i mean they dun feature Justin Timberlake songs or Metallica right??? The Dreamer is similar to the late diva Aaliyah's R n B albums and i'm pretty sure that all Tamyra needs now is a better song writer and producer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta know abt her thru my best friend =) ... There was one period of time where she would drag me into any record store she could lay her eyes on and start browsing thru the shelves, until one day i got so curious that i asked her wud was she looking for, and i could have made her life easier by helping her to search for the CD. She told me that she didnt really got her name when she watched American Idol that night of her guest appearance. Knowing that her birthday was around the corner, i thought it would be nice to get her the CD, and from what she told me about its availability, the record stores she had been had neither heard of her or had no idea when her albums would be coming to Singapore. Trust me, till now, her albums are still non-existent.. And so i went home to do a lil bit of homework ... I was scrolling thru the American Idol website and i found her photo! Damn was i lucky, but the f**k shit thing was the photos were not titled, just plain photos of Tamyra singing... I was wondering who the hell is this lady and where did she come from... i was about to give up searching for her identity but just wanna give it one last shot, and there i was surfing thru the website of the original American Idol... bla bla bla ... And i found her!!! I freakin found her!!! I just exhaled aplentiful, like as tho some of u pple will fart silently non-stop for a min... heh heh, i just know wud u pple are up to especially when u all start looking around the place with no apparent reason. haha!!! Well, i'm not trying to say i exhalled for a full minute, cuz if i did i wld have become bluish and greenish and prob die the next min ... ok, nvm, before i get killed again for talkin about dying .... The next thing i did was to collate all the tel numbers to all the big record stores in Singapore and i started calling the next day... I was bloody disappointed man, i tell u ... No, nvr heard of her, who is she, not coming so soon, and wud not ... And so i went to Amazon.com, and found that they've collaborated with HMV for media related sales, immediately placed an order and got them to send it to the local HMV... Boy, it was faster than i expected, cuz usually it takes up to a month over eBay... Within two weeks i gave the IMPORTED CD to my best fren!! Are u thrilled?!?!?! Hahaha ... Anyway, just to let all singaporean Tamyra fans know, there's no idea when her debut album The Dreamer will be released in Singapore ... So ... haha ... lidat lor ... Here's the lyrics to her debut single Raindrops Will Fall ... Goodnight to all and this is DJ Requiem with you on Power Wooster 1000.8 FM .... Enjoy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/Tamyra_albumcover_lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/Tamyra_albumcover_lrg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops Will Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a time 4 every star 2 shine&lt;br /&gt;And a place 4 every dream 2 see the light&lt;br /&gt;When u have everything&lt;br /&gt;U don’t need another reason 2b something&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, and look to your faith&lt;br /&gt;Can’t let nobody, nobody get in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked thru the fire&lt;br /&gt;Fought thru the ragin storm&lt;br /&gt;Til I found the peace&lt;br /&gt;That’s inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got 2 b strong&lt;br /&gt;I stand 4 my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I was made 4 this moment&lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am&lt;br /&gt;Or nothin at all&lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep holdin on&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops will fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunting echoes from a careless word&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never know how much they hurt&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are precious don’t you know&lt;br /&gt;But they are so hard to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on and look to your faith&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let nobody, nobody get in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked thru the fire&lt;br /&gt;Fought thru the ragin storm&lt;br /&gt;Til I found the peace&lt;br /&gt;That’s inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got 2 b strong&lt;br /&gt;I stand 4 my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I was made 4 this moment&lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am&lt;br /&gt;Or nothin at all&lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep holdin on&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops will fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taught not 2 run away&lt;br /&gt;Cuz raindrops will always fall on your face&lt;br /&gt;When it seems like all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get thru the storm&lt;br /&gt;B4 you can see the dawn&lt;br /&gt;This is all I am&lt;br /&gt;This is all I know&lt;br /&gt;And I won’t never ever let go&lt;br /&gt;No I won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109232508144642160?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109232508144642160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109232508144642160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109232508144642160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109232508144642160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-time-for.html' title='IT&apos;S TIME FOR ..... '/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109215825987234425</id><published>2004-08-11T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T01:39:26.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Lesson Cont'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/Design1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/Design1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the long-awaited drafting piece i know u all wanted to see since i talked about it in my previous posting. Alright, alright ... i know ... wud sketch??? Well, as u can see my umbrella didnt turn into anything PUMPKIN-ish, and it became more like a battle ground for pen and pencil war where my best friend and i were like "exchanging blows" pictorially ... lol ... Maybe bcoz most of the stuff was written or drawn in pencil, so they didnt really appear clearly ... haha! Alrightey, really really good night folks! And next up on Power Wooster's Power Lullabys is Tamyra Gray's Raindrops Will Fall... I'm DJ Requiem signing off for the night! Thanks for tuning in to Power Wooster 1000.8 FM ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109215825987234425?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109215825987234425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109215825987234425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109215825987234425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109215825987234425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/art-lesson-contd.html' title='Art Lesson Cont&apos;d'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109215743738155913</id><published>2004-08-11T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T01:25:49.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP2012 - Creative Thinking &amp; Design (aka art lesson)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/Design.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/Design.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/Design.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what i gotta do for my first Design assignment... Its about evolving a thing, in this case an umbrella, and within 6 steps to get another, erm, thing! And do you u all know wuds the 6th picture?? its a PUMPKIN ... hmmm, it doesnt matter wud u have initially or wud ur evolved product is, wud matters most is how fluid is the transition from one step to the next ... You can choose any item u wanna evolve and ur end product has gotta fit in the whole process ... This umbrella just came into my mind all of a sudden and so there i was sketching away. This is the final piece which i gotta hand in, and initially i was drafting on another piece... So is the evolution in my drawing fluid?? Or isit not gradual enough??? ANYWAY, fyi, i've learnt that negative space in a drawing is denoted by the colour black and vice versa, positive space is denoted using white .... hmmm ... wudeva that means.. hah! i have this feeling that the timestamp on the foto is wrong ... better check out my digicam. Alrightey, good night all and pls ... BeHaVe~ ... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/Design1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109215743738155913?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109215743738155913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109215743738155913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109215743738155913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109215743738155913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/mp2012-creative-thinking-design-aka.html' title='MP2012 - Creative Thinking &amp; Design (aka art lesson)'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109214537503462574</id><published>2004-08-10T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T21:59:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY SORRY ...</title><content type='html'>Hi pple ... Just wanna say sorry to my best friend for disappointing her twice in less than 24 hours ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Apology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bung seh-ed her for "The Outing", even tho she was so super enthusiastic about it, and caused her to gave up the idea of going to "The Outing" as well ... = ( ... Well, i'm really sorry for disappointing u for not going, but i didnt wanna feel mondo wierdo and blatant, after all its intended for u and ur frens in the first place ... Sorry again *Hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second Apology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bung seh-ed her AGAIN for "The Makeup Session" .... Haha ... And she got it all planned out, that was if she didnt wanna go for "The Outing" anymore. It was supposedly still on, until i told her that i'm going home instead ... She was really tired and i might be energetic and all but i oughta think about whether she could take it or not .... And i was also afraid that her roomie was in (usually she's somewhere in her BF's room... tsk tsk) ... So just wanted to let her do her stuff at her own pace without me to get in the way ... SORRY again to spoil ur plans *HUGS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109214537503462574?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109214537503462574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109214537503462574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109214537503462574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109214537503462574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/sorry-sorry.html' title='SORRY SORRY ...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109206306205176439</id><published>2004-08-09T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T23:49:12.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Long Will This Last...</title><content type='html'>Well, what stuff will last how long??? Bet u pple must be wonderin wud is the focus of this entry ... definitely not about songs again, but its about anticipating the outcome of a certain event that started off with hope and somehow there's no ending to it ... and probably in between something bad has happened and the anticipated ending became twisted in a way the hopeful didnt want it to be ... In other words the opposite, i think, well, may not be the exact opposite but just a twisted outcome, not the intended one .... So do u work for the intended outcome? Do u leave it to the situation and wait, regarless if the outcome is good or bad? And when u know ur outcome will be twisted, will u still hang on and stay hopeful? Is that being responsible to urself and to ur own feelings? Wud exactly is being responsible to ur own feelings?? Is it following wud ur heart really want, or isit going thru the agonising process of learning how to let go cuz u know the outcome will be twisted??? Well, i seriously have no idea ... Listening to my friend's demo tape, think it was pretty good, wonder why her friends said it was lousy....&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic... Everyone has anticipations ... Its just wud u wanna do with them, end them, where in most situations are hurtful TEMPORARILY, or hold on... Are u afraid of holding on? Or are u afraid of letting go? ... I will wanna let go of some stuff, but at the same time i wanna hold on to some of them cuz i'm a hopeful like most of u pple out there .... Dilemma strikes everytime, and its always coupled with the attacks from Panda Bear ... Life sucks ... So do i ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109206306205176439?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109206306205176439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109206306205176439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109206306205176439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109206306205176439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/how-long-will-this-last.html' title='How Long Will This Last...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109194283749240762</id><published>2004-08-08T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T13:29:13.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugs...</title><content type='html'>Hugs are seen everywhere, everyday in ur life, a couple of examples to start the ball rollin... A couple hugging, best friends hugging, a child hugging the parent, the owner hugging his golden retriever, a kiasee tai tai hugging her Louis Vuitton bag, a couple hugging before taking off their clothes in pornographic films, a robber hugging his loot with the police hot on his trail, etc... See? Infinite stuff to relate to hugging ... The first time the topic of hugging became much serious and important was during my peer support leaders training camp in Sec 2. We were told a simple and intentional hug, of cuz with the correct intentions (smack urself if ur still reading the line on porn actors hugging), makes the receipient's blues go away, comfort the receiver's broken heart, bla bla bla .... Yeah, u wld have guessed that a hug can give all the good shit to another person, but thats theorectical, cuz usually pple take advantage of hugging someone, and pollute the meaning of hugging... Now thats practical... That is why, even after going thru the lesson on hugging during my peer support camp, i've never really dared to hug anyone, cuz i'm afraid of others mistaking me as a touchy asshole...&lt;br /&gt;Until i moved on in life, from wearing shorts in lower Sec to wearing sport shoes in JC, that i realised wud hugging someone can do to me ... When i was in Sec 4, my grandma passed away during my mid-year exams, and when my peer support teacher heard about it, he came to me and gave me a hug... He's a huge and big 6-footer australian, and i would end up on the top of his big round belly, my feet barely touching the ground... The moment he hugged me, something came over me, and tears immediately welled up in my sockets, and it only took half a blink to send the watery pile rushing down my cheeks ... Powerful eh?? Not only did it make me wet his shirt, it also comforted me in a manner no other methods would possibly had, knowing that my grandma wldnt have resurrected for no reason ... I mean, cant imagine how spooky it wld have been ... Nevermind ...&lt;br /&gt;I've got a gf in jc, and now she's my ex gf... haha... we definitely hugged alot (and go screw urself for having horny thoughts) considering that we've been together for close to 3 years... all the hugs we had were all based on love, whether they were for consolation, for encouragement, for showing affection... (and go screw urself another ten times if ur still having bloody horny thoughts) Now i'm single, i'm back to the stage where i'm afraid of hugging my close friends when they really needed one, as i said before, i dont want them to think i'm the touchy kind ... I like to hug pple and be hugged, considering that the miserable and wasted state i'm in now, just a simple hug wont do any harm right?? And there will be times when i feel lonely and lack companionship... Well, recently i got hugged a couple of times, actually twice, and they are about companionship, assurance and encouragement... All of a sudden i felt recharged, consoled, and a message saying that i will never be left alone was sent to me... Do hugs embody specific meanings?? do u pple like to be hugged?? i love to be hugged ... but then again... nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/o-week%20camp02%20120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/o-week%20camp02%20120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sneaked up on Garfield last night and took a pic of him kissing and humping a pillar at the void deck of my house...  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109194283749240762?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109194283749240762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109194283749240762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109194283749240762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109194283749240762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/hugs.html' title='Hugs...'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109186663534144125</id><published>2004-08-07T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T02:06:00.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another song to share</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is a song by this Australian lass by the name of Delta Goodrem. No idea who she is but a friend of mine, who claimed that she doesnt like talking to me and to think that i regard her as a friend, sent me a .WMV file from her album. I'm not sure if i got the correct album picture, but heck, this is the only pic i can find of her, just to let u guys know who she is if u've not heard of her before. Anyway, my friend told me that this song is so powerful that it made her sappy, and i responded as lamely as i could that she's a tree in a rubber plantation... Get it??? sappy?? sap...??? Oh nvm .... Anyway, this song is indeed sappy, of cuz it doesnt entirely decribes me as a person cuz if i'm like how the lyrics wrote, i may as well die ... too much heartache ... well, it does decribe my emotions sometimes, and pat urself on the back if u've guessed that it's gotta do with my pathetic love life ... haha ... Alright, enuf of my boring verbal renditions and u're on the air with DJ Requiem, Power Wooster 1000.8 FM.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Year Ago Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year older&lt;br /&gt;A little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;A little bit wiser than?&lt;br /&gt;a year ago today&lt;br /&gt;Looking over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;I was so much younger then&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what happened&lt;br /&gt;A year ago today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't forget about it&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;You went away&lt;br /&gt;A year ago today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year gone by&lt;br /&gt;Oh the tears have run dry&lt;br /&gt;Life seemed so unkind&lt;br /&gt;A year ago today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't understand it&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I ever will&lt;br /&gt;You went away&lt;br /&gt;A year ago today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how many times have I questioned myself&lt;br /&gt;What more could I do&lt;br /&gt;And how many times did I fool myself&lt;br /&gt;Over you oh? yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta pick yourself up,&lt;br /&gt;Take another look&lt;br /&gt;And dust yourself off cause life's not too good,&lt;br /&gt;I'll say it to myself and I'll say it again&lt;br /&gt;Love will never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though we're so far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're forever in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year older&lt;br /&gt;A little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;On this anniversary&lt;br /&gt;You're watching over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went away&lt;br /&gt;A year ago today ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/5109512000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/5109512000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is Delta Goodrem... Hubba Hubba! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109186663534144125?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109186663534144125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109186663534144125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109186663534144125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109186663534144125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/another-song-to-share.html' title='Another song to share'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109180298776439401</id><published>2004-08-06T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T22:36:27.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 songs that describes me best.</title><content type='html'>You all must thank god that blogging is all about words!!! which means i cant sing the songs yeah! But anyhow, i will post the lyrics here so that u pple out there will know me better, erm, sort of i guess ... Here it goes HOLD ME by Savage Garden, GUILTY by BLUE, and THE REASON by Hoobastank on Wooster's 3-in-a-row on Power Wooster 1000.8 FM ...Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yeah&lt;br /&gt;If we can't find a way out of these problems&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe we don't need this&lt;br /&gt;Standing face to face&lt;br /&gt;Enemies at war we build defences&lt;br /&gt;And secret hiding places&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to hold me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to say it's alright&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to make the first stand&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight I'm finding it hard to be your man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yeah&lt;br /&gt;More than angry words I hate this silence&lt;br /&gt;It's getting so loud&lt;br /&gt;Well I want to scream&lt;br /&gt;But bitterness has silenced these emotions&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;So tell me isn't happiness&lt;br /&gt;Worth more than a gold diamond ring?&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to do anything&lt;br /&gt;To calm the storm in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the praying kind&lt;br /&gt;But lately I've been down upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;Not looking for a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Just a reason to believe&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to hold me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to say it's alright&lt;br /&gt;I might need you to make the first stand&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight I'm finding it hard to be your man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember not long ago?&lt;br /&gt;When we used to live for the nighttime&lt;br /&gt;Cherish each moment&lt;br /&gt;Now we don't live we exist&lt;br /&gt;We just run through our lives&lt;br /&gt;So alone&lt;br /&gt;That's why you've got to hold me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to play the games that people playI&lt;br /&gt; never want to hear the things they gotta say&lt;br /&gt;I've found everything I need&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anymore than I can see&lt;br /&gt;I only want you to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's wrong to tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;Then what am I supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;When all I want to do is speak my mind&lt;br /&gt;If it's wrong to do what's right&lt;br /&gt;I'm prepared to testify&lt;br /&gt;If loving you with all my heart's a crime&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm guilty... (And the rest of the song is irrelevant... Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;As many things I wish I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;But I continue learning&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i need you to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a resaon for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;br /&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks! Thanks for listening... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7858419-109180298776439401?l=yao_ying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/feeds/109180298776439401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7858419&amp;postID=109180298776439401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109180298776439401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7858419/posts/default/109180298776439401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yao_ying.blogspot.com/2004/08/3-songs-that-describes-me-best.html' title='3 songs that describes me best.'/><author><name>DJ Wooster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15799895023313028798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1438/320/IMGP1089.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7858419.post-109172909056608523</id><published>2004-08-06T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T22:12:09.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog of the century, so u better read it! Hyuck! Hyuck!</title><content type='html'>Alright, here it goes, my very first blog. Just finished watching the Matrix Reloaded spoof for the dunno-how-many-hundredth time, which i guess many of u all have watched before. Dun panic if u hadnt, cuz if u guys out there have Kazaa, all u have to do is search for "MTV Movie Awards 2003 Matrix Reloaded spoof" and in a few seconds u will be sipping on some crisp while enjoying that 10-min clip. heh... A lil trailer for those who havent seen it yet, and the trailer is in words! (duh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, i've been waiting for u. I am ... the Architect... but pls... call me Larry (Audience laughs). I created the Matrix, and several popular video games, including Q*Bert and Dig Dug. I didnt create Frogger but i came out with the name for it, can u believe it they wanted to call it "Highway-Crossing Frog"? I know, its the lamest thing i ever heard of... "Highway-Crossing Frog"... The MTV Movie Awards are systemic anomaly to the programming of the Matrix, although the transport process has altered your conciousness, u irrevocably remain human. Ergo ... Concordantly... Vis a vi... You know wud, i have no idea wud the hell i'm saying, i just thought it will make me sound cool...(Audience laughs till they crap in their pants)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i know i know, the script shown above makes no sense to those who've never watched Matrix Reloaded or the spoof before. Its suppose to be damn funny, seriously ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my blog titled "Revelations of the wounded heart"? Hmmm, i just tot that the most enlightening revelations of life only become apparent after your heart is wounded. For those who dun understand wud i said cuz u freaks have never had a broken heart before, GET OUT OF HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this blog is all about matters of the heart, just wanna tell u pple more about myself in terms of feelings and emotions... I'm a Cancerian, do u know wud that means? It simply means that u're a bloody dumbo if u have no idea wud the hell is a Cancerian, which means, GET OUT OF HERE! Alright, being a Cancerian means i'm ultra prone to heart failure, i cant take blows, especially things to do with relationships ... Just a small dose of sad shit is enuf to make me ... erm ... sad ... In fact, really sad, and i will be brooding over it almost endlessly, until one fine day someone comes along to salvage me from the tight grip of agony... Why did i use the word "grip"? Ok, before i continue, lets give sad shit a name, say Panda Bear. Its like as though Panda Bear is holding on to me like a freaking parasite, feeding on my remaining sanity and happiness... OR is it bcoz i'm the cock who keeps holding on to Panda Bear?? Erm, are pandas a type of bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY... More about me, i always wanted pple around me to be happy, especially my friends... I'm the kind who is willing to sacrifice my happiness to let others around me to feel good and all. It really doesnt matter if it will make me sad at the end of the day, cuz i know my friends are happy... I mean, if my friends are feeling good, i will definitely be happy too right??? Yeah of cuz, but not all the time ... I'm so used to getting hurt, i'm so numbed now, thanks to the anesthesia given to me by Panda Bear. Some of the cons i get for being Mr Nice Guy, i'm usually being taken for granted, but i dont mind; like i said before, i feel sad and all, but i dont mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything wrong with me?? Am i mentally retarded to actually allow myself go through all these pain and torment? Well, most of the time i cant do anything about it, i dont wanna confront anyone of anything, i dont wanna make matters worse, so most of the time i bottle up my worst feelings so that i wont affect the pple around me, especially my friends ... I'm not some matyr or Mr Nice Guy, just some average guy with no looks, scrawny, bad hair, short, and with not much soul and estactism for others to feed on ... Whatever is left of me, i'm using it to make my friends comfortable, to enhance all my relationships, and also to absorb future assasinations  by Panda Bear...Why assasinations?? Got so serious meh??? Got .... Panda Bear strikes when u least expect him, and he never fails to do a good job, and even if he's suay or wud, he will still manage to maim me ... Now thats F**k*d Up! ... 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