<?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-11186969</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:52:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Power</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-4378113389477759228</id><published>2007-07-04T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:15:48.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>五月天的成员</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;五月天的成员介绍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ＡＳＨＩＮ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083012891078408146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WVuCJFhzFn0/Rop9SyF1t9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/AprZ4giVh4E/s200/ashin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Real Name: Chen Hsin Hung (陳信宏)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Date of Birth: 6 December 1975 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place of Birth: Taipei, Taiwan &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instrument: Vocals/Guitar/drum &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Height/Weight: 180cm/74kg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The vocalist of Mayday, Ashin is the reason many first come to know of Mayday. Fans rave about his unique vocals and his insightful lyrics towards life and music. Talented in composing and writing lyrics, he is responsible for many of the band's famous songs such as "Peter and Mary" (志明與春嬌) and "Fool" (憨人). Ashin also helped a lot of other artists like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a title="Fish Leong" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fish_Leong"&gt;Fish Leong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Wang Lee Hom" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wang_Lee_Hom"&gt;,&lt;/a&gt;　&lt;a title="Wang Lee Hom" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wang_Lee_Hom"&gt;Wang Lee Hom&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;,and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Twins (band)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twins_(band)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; to write lyrics and compose melodies. In 2006, Ashin released a book named "Happy.Birth.Day", described as a collection of "rock poems."&lt;br /&gt;He projects a very naive, boyish kind of appeal and yet is able to discern complex pearls of wisdom about life. He is, at the same time, a deep and yet simple person.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from his exceptional music talent, Ashin is well-known by his talent in graphic design. Recently, he has been invited by a French Cosmetic Brand to be a spokesman to promote his own-designed perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ＭＯＮＳＴＥＲ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083014033539708898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WVuCJFhzFn0/Rop-VSF1t-I/AAAAAAAAABE/_fZTbeOKUAE/s200/stone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Real Name: Wen Shang Yi (溫尚翊)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Date of Birth: 28 November 1976 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Place of Birth: Taipei, Taiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Instrument: Guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Role: Leader of Mayday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Height/Weight: 168cm/62kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The leader of Mayday, Monster is dedicated and passionate towards the band, often staying up till ungodly hours to practise and improve on his guitar playing. He is a well-organized person who is in charge of daily operation of the band. He pays attention to small details even the pathway of the concert location to ensure the safety of fans. When the time his mother has fallen seriously ill, his dedication towards Mayday remains the same. At one point, when his mother was hospitalised, Monster continued recording their album and did not give up halfway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ＳＴＯＮＥ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083016296987473922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WVuCJFhzFn0/RoqAZCF1uAI/AAAAAAAAABU/gChHRIcloWE/s200/monster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Real Name: Shih Chin-hang (石錦航)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stone - Mayday's Guitarist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Date of Birth: 11 December 1976 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Place of Birth: Taipei,Taiwan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Instrument: Guitar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Height/Weight: 172cm/67kg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first married member of Mayday, Stone is well-known for his deep love for his wife to whom he proposed to at their 2001 concert. He appears to be the most mature and sensitive guy in the band even though he said he was considered temperamental during his teenage years. His marriage has helped to tame him and he even revealed that he would leave Mayday if his wife asked him to. An incredibly passionate guitarist, Stone is at his best during concerts, rocking out with Monster or when lost in his music.He also became a father in 2007, after Guan You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ＭＡＳＡ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083309587419215906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WVuCJFhzFn0/RouLIyF1uCI/AAAAAAAAABk/XJx-Ck9Spb4/s200/masa+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Real Name: Tsai Shen-yen (蔡昇晏) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Date of Birth: 25 April 1977 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Place of Birth: Kaohsiung, Taiwan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Instrument: Bass, Guitar, Piano, Harmonica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Height/Weight: 172cm/66kg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Known for being outspoken and direct, Masa is unanimously the guy with the mouth in Mayday. Quick-witted and never one to mince his words, Masa left the band temporarily for 2 years in 2001 to do his military service. He has also been romantically linked to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Fish Leong" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fish_Leong"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fish Leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ＭＩＮＧ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083312319018416194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WVuCJFhzFn0/RouNnyF1uEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/20w7G32y3kI/s200/ming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Real Name: Liu Yen-ming (劉諺明)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Date of Birth: 28 July 1973 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place of Birth: Miaoli, Taiwan &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Instrument: Drums, Keyboards &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Height/Weight: 178cm/60kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is the 4th drummer of MayDay. Originally known as Ming, he changed his name to Guan You because of a fortune-teller to be luckier. However, according to him, it does not seemed to have worked. The oldest member of the group, Guan You admits to being the stingy one in the group. However, he is also very &lt;a title="Filial piety" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Filial_piety"&gt;filial&lt;/a&gt;. He proposed to his girlfriend during a Mayday concert in Beijing in November 2005 and was married in June 2006. His daughter was born in October 2006. He becomes the first Dad among Five. He is also the one that is most teased by the other Mayday members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-4378113389477759228?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/4378113389477759228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=4378113389477759228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/4378113389477759228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/4378113389477759228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_04.html' title='五月天的成员'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WVuCJFhzFn0/Rop9SyF1t9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/AprZ4giVh4E/s72-c/ashin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-6510195393987214740</id><published>2007-07-02T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:50:35.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>五月天</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WVuCJFhzFn0/RokcmSF1t4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sVabmqBjOtM/s1600-h/%E4%BA%94%E6%9C%88%E5%A4%A9+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082625098481252226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WVuCJFhzFn0/RokcmSF1t4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sVabmqBjOtM/s400/%E4%BA%94%E6%9C%88%E5%A4%A9+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Recently I'm in love with this band... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I will begin with their introduction and history.... Will continue with more of their news and picture. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Introduction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mayday (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Chinese language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_language"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;: 五月天; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Pinyin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pinyin"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pinyin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;: Wǔyuè Tiān), is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Music of Taiwan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Music_of_Taiwan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Taiwanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Rock music" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rock_music"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; band that originated in the late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1990s" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1990s"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;1990s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; but has since become one of the biggest rock bands to hit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Taiwan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taiwan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Taiwanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; pop culture. As one of Taiwan's million-selling rock artists, they have received a range of accolades as well as moving records all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;They are locally regarded as the best rock band after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Beyond (band)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beyond_%28band%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;, a popular rock band that is based in Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Wikipedia:Citing sources" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citing_sources"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;[citation needed]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; Mayday's songs resonate greatly with many Taiwanese youths who can identify with their themes of love, world peace and growing up. They are also influenced by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="The Beatles" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Beatles"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;, which is their favourite group whom they aspire to be like.&lt;br /&gt;They sing songs mostly in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Taiwanese (linguistics)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taiwanese_%28linguistics%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Taiwanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Mandarin (linguistics)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mandarin_%28linguistics%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mandarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; although some fans profess that their Taiwanese songs are more emotional and touching. Unlike some rock bands, they also project a clean and healthy image and have never been seen smashing musical instruments willfully, drinking, or gambling. Mayday represents the zeitgeist of the Taiwanese youth who identify with the band's themes of innocence, childhood, dreams, aspirations, loneliness and determination. At the same time, the band's unique outlook on life has attracted many fans who find their views refreshing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mayday has officially been together since 1998, but they have had already sung in pubs, clubs, lounges and fast food joint openings prior to that, which gave them solid foundations in building their successful music career. They shot to fame in 1999 with the popular single "Peter and Mary" (志明與春嬌) and later that year on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="August 28" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/August_28"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;28 August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; ascended the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Chungshan Soccer Stadium" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chungshan_Soccer_Stadium"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Chungshan Soccer Stadium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; stage for a concert. In that time, they also gained popularity rapidly in other countries such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Singapore" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singapore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Hong Kong" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hong_Kong"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Malaysia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;However, in 2001, they temporarily took a break at the peak of their popularity as vocalist Ashin, guitarist Monster, and bassist Masa were called up to be enlisted in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Conscription in the Republic of China" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conscription_in_the_Republic_of_China"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;national service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. To mark their temporary hiatus from the music scene, they organised the "Where are You Going?" farewell concert in several countries, which was a hugely emotional affair for the fans and the band.&lt;br /&gt;Due to health reasons, Ashin and Monster returned to the band after serving temporarily in the army. While waiting for Masa to return to the band, Ashin and Monster collaborated with other young artists and underground bands from Taiwan to release a compilation album. At the same time, the remaining bandmates, Stone and Ming were studying to improve their proficiency in music in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="United Kingdom" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_Kingdom"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;United Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="United States" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;In August 2003, Masa returned and the band was finally reunited. They then held a reunion concert at the Chungshan Soccer Stadium - the very place where they held their debut concert. It was a record-breaking affair with 40,000 fans attending, breaking Taiwan's record for the largest number of fans at a concert, a record previously held by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Michael Jackson" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Jackson"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Most of Mayday's songs are written by Ashin (the other 4 members took part in lyrics and song-writing starting from the album "Time Machine"), which also showcased their talents in both composing melodies and playing musical instruments. They are regarded as the "Heavenly Band" by the Taiwanese media because of their popularity and talents.&lt;br /&gt;Also, near the end of 2006, on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="December 29" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/December_29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;29 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, they released their 6th studio album, Born To Love. They made an unconventional announcement, shocking yet delighting the media and fans alike, saying that they would not hold autograph sessions but instead, would hold concerts in Taiwan. The tickets were included in albums which the fans bought. However, they decided to hold ten concerts to let all the fans see them.&lt;br /&gt;Despite saying that they will not hold any autograph sessions, they still did, right after the countdown 2007 performance in Taipei, It lasted for more than 10 hours from 1:00 a.m. to 12 noon. At first, they had proudly told the media that they would accompany fans to see the first light of dawn, and had been told to sign slower just to fulfill this act. However, during dawn, they realised that after signing autographs for thousands of fans, they still had around 3500 fans to go. 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Must have some friends wondering why I had not been doing my update. Sighz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought a 4 rm flat in bedok and already completed 2nd appt in HDB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tra...la.... my new hse keys!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2332/897/1600/Photo-0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2332/897/320/Photo-0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More thing coming up....  Tmr we are going to hack the house liao...  Renovation work is going to start liao.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates coming up.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-114624108944201490?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/114624108944201490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=114624108944201490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/114624108944201490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/114624108944201490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-house.html' title='New House'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-113639261089229888</id><published>2006-01-05T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T01:19:25.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2332/897/1600/tms-4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2332/897/320/tms-5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Idol got new show coming... *Excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;台视、三立最新合作的偶像剧《爱情魔发师》正式开镜，演员明道、曾之乔、黄玉荣、祝钒刚、小洁及林孟瑾等都到场参与，并手执剪刀共剪一条发鞭，象征《爱情魔发师》收视“发”力无边、一飞冲天！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　为了诠释美发沙龙设计师的角色，剧组特别安排演员们上美发课程，不过明道与祝钒刚却被整排的“假人头”吓得皮皮挫！而明道更是每晚必需打包“假人头”，才能安心入睡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　在剧中，杜亚斯(明道饰)、费南度(祝钒刚饰)与林尔奇(王绍伟饰)是首屈一指的国际知名发型设计师，与传统家庭理发厅老板女儿的贝若依(曾之乔饰)是竞争对手。杜亚斯心系女友晴空(林孟瑾饰)，但却渐渐被贝若依所占据；而哲明(黄玉荣饰)则是贝若依的青梅竹马，立志当“眷村台客”，正因如此，黄玉荣的服装相当有特色，明道笑着说：“玉荣的角色非常突出，现在只要他一出现，戏就被抢走了！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　为了诠释设计师的角色，剧组安排演员们上美发沙龙课程，并发给每人一个“假人头”来练习；休息时，明道与祝钒刚去上洗手间，结果被一整排的“假人头”吓得惊惶失措，祝钒刚说：“因为数量太多，而且又是突然看到的，所以我们两个真的吓了一大跳。”更妙的是，老师还规定所有人都要拿假人头回家练习，明道说：“我一直不敢拿出来，整整放了一天才让‘它’透透空气。”、“我很胆小，怕鬼又会做恶梦，如果把‘假人头’摆在房间里，我会睡不着觉，所以一定要打包起来、摆得远远的我才敢睡。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　另外，戏里有很多剪发的特技镜头，有一次，祝钒刚因为太卖力还被剪刀剪伤！明道说：“因此难度实在太高、不容易表现出来，所以只好请老师来当‘替手’，我们则负责脸部的表情。”戏里帮人设计发型，戏外，演员们也有着悲惨的剪发经验；明道自己的想法，每次都与家庭理发的老伯不一样，导致剪出来的发型都不太满意；祝钒刚学生时代的马桶盖，成为班上同学取笑的话题；曾之乔在拍摄《格斗天王》时的发型，因为太过抢眼，结果让她不敢出门呢！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-113639261089229888?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/113639261089229888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=113639261089229888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113639261089229888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113639261089229888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-idol-got-new-show-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-113332637922215252</id><published>2005-11-30T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T12:54:26.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-113332637922215252?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/113332637922215252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=113332637922215252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113332637922215252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113332637922215252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-are-40-boyish-and-60-girlish-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-113314089962865436</id><published>2005-11-28T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T09:21:39.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2332/897/1600/mingdao.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2332/897/400/mingdao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2332/897/1600/mingdao%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2332/897/320/mingdao%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recently I'm crazy over this man.... How ah??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-113314089962865436?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/113314089962865436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=113314089962865436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113314089962865436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113314089962865436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/11/recently-im-crazy-over-this-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-113068564663477434</id><published>2005-10-30T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T11:21:58.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current fav song!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我很想你你在哪里?这些年来如意不如意?还快乐?还单纯?还美丽?时光如何对你?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我在这里人海中的一座岛屿很平静风平浪静只除了深夜里回忆会疯狂来袭。我很想你！你知道吗？如果可以就让我再见你美好微笑清澈眼睛好确定那持离只毁了我一个而已。我很想你听见了吗?这是唯一我无解的困境那些过去不肯过去不管我后来遇见多少人只能叹息都不是你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我只想爱你我在哪里?你会不会偶尔好奇?有没有曾经怀疑?我说我会忘记只是种好意。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-113068564663477434?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/113068564663477434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=113068564663477434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113068564663477434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113068564663477434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-current-fav-song.html' title='My current fav song!!!!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-113068507699939852</id><published>2005-10-30T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T23:11:17.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>因了解 - Part 2</title><content type='html'>我家的小白狗很粘我，有时因工作分身乏术，我忍不住觉得亏欠和负担。 然后我想，我口口声声说爱它，原来是假的。如果能在我最不方便时还拨时间陪它，才真的是爱。如果在空闲时，不费吹灰之力带它散步，也只因为我方便，算什么爱? 不动一毛一毫，不耗一思一念，在自己能力许可才表现的‘爱， 其实虚有其表。慢慢长大，我就体会， 两个人因为越不同，越不方便，越能考验爱。如果能因为了解后，跨越那个巨大得可怕的不同，还愿意相爱，实在很叫人佩服。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为不方便，所以需要更多包容， 爱就是包容对方跟自己不同。竭尽所能改变对方，不如去订做一个和意的洋娃娃。当初你喜欢这个人，就是因为它的某种特质，改变他来符合自己，那还剩下什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不过，呵呵，不要混淆了盲目的忍气声为“爱”。整天愿意给老公毒打的人，以为总有一天能感化他，那个不叫爱，叫“衰”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但，有些“因了解而化解”，最后的结局也是分开。这是我长大以来所能体会关于爱的最高境界，呵呵，下回分解。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-113068507699939852?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/113068507699939852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=113068507699939852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113068507699939852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/113068507699939852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/10/part-2.html' title='因了解 - Part 2'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-112965302197777744</id><published>2005-10-19T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T00:30:21.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>因了解 - Part 1</title><content type='html'>从前年纪小，不明白什么叫‘因为了解而分开’。两个人相爱，要的不就是深厚的了解吗？既然了解彼，为什么还是必须分开？长大后，经过浮浮沉沉， 开始有点领悟当中的‘因’和 ‘而’两个字。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恋爱那一瞬间的电光石火，没有理性的存在。 在那阶段，很多时候是“认识”，并非“了解”。认识对方的过去现在，童年往事，猪朋狗友。那一刻也吸收了对那个人的全盘认识， 但还未必算了解。于是，我们把这种吸引认识的能力，误认为了解。 了解，是必须经过时间的试炼。慢慢的，真的了解时，两个人就发现，你怎么这幅德性？其实，这刻才是最珍贵的。呵呵，这个珍贵，就在于一一终于了解。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果在了解之后，问题浮出台面时，你们发现，彼此的真相始终不让你们动摇，或许，就`能升华到“因了解而化解” 的境界。可惜，很多人的爱情，都在这个关键的分水岭流血身亡。&lt;br /&gt; 老实说，这是最艰难的一环。能冲破这个关口，其实已经慢慢更接近爱，爱， 不是在你快乐才算爱。也不是你方便时能做的事才叫爱。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-112965302197777744?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/112965302197777744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=112965302197777744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112965302197777744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112965302197777744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/10/part-1.html' title='因了解 - Part 1'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-112550110728329877</id><published>2005-08-31T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:15:59.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yoz.... update for my past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is the same. Made some necklaces will be posting on my blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last friday was a bad one. Having a crazy neighbour next door whom create a din at my hse few months ago. Last friday she was talking bad of my mum in front of my aunt and to another neighbour. Do not know what my mum had offended her but this woman is simply a crazy woman. Sigh... She bang her door whenever we pass by her house. She will open her door and stare at us when we leave for work in the morning. I guess she is going to be another "Joo Chiat" neighbour. Will see what will happen next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lah tat all for the updates....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-112550110728329877?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/112550110728329877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=112550110728329877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112550110728329877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112550110728329877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/08/yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-112467954394168073</id><published>2005-08-22T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T10:59:03.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates for last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy with payroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual went shopping during weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to China next month but dunno why don't feel excited at all after the fight between my grandfather and auntie.  Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ah??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-112467954394168073?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/112467954394168073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=112467954394168073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112467954394168073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112467954394168073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/08/updates-for-last-week-busy-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-112368974346036576</id><published>2005-08-10T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T00:02:23.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, as i promised will continue to update my blog.  Just that recently the phone line thingy is driving me crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All started on Friday night.  When I was out with my ex-colleagues at Orchard enjoying the frangrance and sweetness of the mango dessert at 许留山.  Suddenly, ny mobile rang.  It's my mama.  She told me that my hse fixed line phone got problem.  She cannot dial out neither outsider can dial in.  So I told her I will call Singtel when I reach.  But she insisted me to come back now!  Woah lie! WTF!!!  I enjoying my mango u noe... haiz... no choice lor.. i got to hurry finish my mango and bid goodbye to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reach home, I check the line make sure all connections are intact.  So I call to report a case.  The weirdest thing is when the system does the line check after a while, my line is back to normal.  Then I call back to cancel the report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning when I'm still in my dreamland, my dear mum wake me up by telling the line got problem again!!!! Argh!!! You know the feeling of kanna wake up while you are drooling away?  So I decided to call back them again to file for a technical support.  The line as usual is back to normal again.  But this time I decided not to cancel my report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the technical staff is here, he said that there is nothing wrong on our line.  But he left us his contact number just in case the fault is back again.  True enuough, it's strikes back and this time I'm not at home and I wasn't around when the techinician is here.  My sis was around to assist the technician by telling what problem we encounted.  But my mum still called me to tell me that problem is here again.  ARgh!!! For god sake, I do not have the technician's number , can you get sis to call him??!!!!  She called me back again to say my sis didn't answer her mobile!!! WTF!!!!!!!  I'm pissed lor... My fone rang at least 5 times within 2 hrs and called by her lor.  ARgh!!!!  Anyway, manage to locate the techinician but he can't resolve the problem on the day itself.  The whole phone issue drag till Monday then settled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!  At least it's finally settled!  If not, I think I die of burst of blood vessel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-112368974346036576?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/112368974346036576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=112368974346036576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112368974346036576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112368974346036576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-as-i-promised-will-continue-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-112281735919191792</id><published>2005-07-31T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T21:42:39.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO!!!! I'm back here again!!! Haha!!! As if I had not been in Sg leh.. Saw alot of messages left on my tagbaoard asking why I had not been blogging?? Eh.. Eh... cos dunno wat to write that y never blog lor :x.... Last Sat went out with Angela, she is also had been bugging me about my blog too. Sorry lah!! Okie now I back to my blogging biz. I try to write one blog at least once a week okie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm... had not been blogging for about 2 mths liao. Alot of things had remains the same like my job is still sux... Life is still monotonus... But again, some changes does takes place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First was my best friend is &lt;strong&gt;ATTACHED&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Hmmm...I think I should be happy for them. Congrats Nic and Hui!!! Nic you better don't bully Hui if not you will get it from me~!!!!. Though, I also have liking on this guy too. Nvm.. I think I will be met someone that is meant for me one day. Argh... that day pls faster come by.... *pray hard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Second was my best friend's grandma had passed away. It's kinda of sad but at least she did not had much suffering and manage to leave this world in peace. I hope that she and her mum can take it well. Take care gal, ah mah is looking after you up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Third but not the least was my PeopleSoft had passed and complete its parallel run!!! Yoohoo!!! But again, there are more challenges to come like the annual review for the whole damn company and also there is a big restructuring coming up too. Well all I think of now is to take one steps at a time, I really can't be bothered to think so much now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okie tat all for the updates so far. Will continue again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.Angela and the rest of the blogger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gurantee you all that I will continue blogging cfm chop gurantee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-112281735919191792?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/112281735919191792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=112281735919191792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112281735919191792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/112281735919191792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-im-back-here-again-haha-as-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111616811927928406</id><published>2005-05-15T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:41:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;today don't really did alot of things just some shopping wtih my aunt whom my frd thinks that she is look more like my mum.  There is one time during my secondary school meet-the parent-session.  I get my aunt to go with me instead of my mum.  Not because that I did badly for my exam hor... Is because my mum dun like to go lor... My teacher didn't even suspect a thing at all. whahahaha... really stupid leh.... Anyway, my aunt is really a bery nice person and bery understanding too.  All I wanna say thanks aunt for helping and guiding me all these years&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-111616811927928406?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111616811927928406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111616811927928406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111616811927928406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111616811927928406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/05/sunny-sunday.html' title='Sunny Sunday'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111609011529174399</id><published>2005-05-15T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T01:01:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5238/640/boat.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5238/400/boat.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream hse&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/11186969-111609011529174399?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111609011529174399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111609011529174399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111609011529174399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111609011529174399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-dream-hse.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111608802932845430</id><published>2005-05-14T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T00:27:09.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;It's a beautiful saturday morning when I got up from my bed. I supposed to meet a few of my ex colleagues for breakfast at my fav breakfast spot, Cafe Cartel @ Siglap. But dunno why suddenly the sun went hiding and it started to pour. H smsed me and asked if the meeting can be cancelled as J who just gave birth to a bb boy would have problem taking her bb out on a rainy day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Hmm...talking about J. She is a damn secretive gal. We often meet up have dinner and chit chat sessions. She never ever mentioned about her bf or relationship. In my mind, I was thinking maybe she have a very high standard of man. Till one day, she came to me and told me that she is getting married and would like to invite me to her wedding. My first reaction was you must be kidding lah. You don't even have a bf how to get married?? The next thing she told me that she was pregnant for 4 months!! Oh my god!!!! I was thinking how come so careless? Why never take precautious?? Hehe.. Sound as though I bery expertise in pregnancy precautious measures. All thanks to Her World, Cleo and blah blah blah... Anyway, I went to attend her wedding and found out that the groom was the Sales Manager in our Shenzhen office. I wonder since when they get together?? *puzzle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;I really admire J. She is really strong and independent woman. As you know that her husband is stationed in Shenzhen, she has no one to accompany her to go for the regular body check up. She can go there all alone and do it. Even that time when she had her wedding dinner, she is also the only one donig the co-ordinating work herself. hmm... Sometimes I wonder how she can managed it on her own? Especially when you are pregnant and you are taking care of so many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;If I'm her, I think I would have broke down and cry. But then again, a person will change to adapt and take on the responsibilties. Well I'm thinking too much again, I should get myself a bf first... whahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Oh! Almost forgot to mention, today I went to my favourite boutique to buy some new clothes. There was a guy outside the fitting room waiting for her gf. I noticed that this man kept looking at me when I open my fitting room door. Whahahaaha.... I feel like telling his gf, I guess u better stop wearing black colour clothes. Should be like me more to pink and bright colour.s If not, one day your bf might be snatch by other gals who wear more attractive colours and have better fashion sense than you who can only take LV and rolex watch... whahahahaa.... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-111608802932845430?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111608802932845430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111608802932845430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111608802932845430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111608802932845430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-beautiful-saturday-morning-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111553171924494411</id><published>2005-05-08T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T13:55:19.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5238/640/butterfly_p.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5238/400/butterfly_p.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madama Butterfly&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/11186969-111553171924494411?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111553171924494411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111553171924494411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111553171924494411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111553171924494411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/05/madama-butterfly.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111553136888478932</id><published>2005-05-08T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:57:52.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Long time never write blog liao.... Went to watch Madama Butterfly @ the Esplanade Theatre with my sisterz Angela last night. First time watch opera in the Esplanade super excited. Saw alot of people dressed till so "kua zhang". Hmm... I think i should be wearing my "can can" dress. whahaahahaha.... Overall the opera was a nice one except that my eyes were super busy.... looking at the act and straining my eyes look at the super "big" screen that show the subtitle as the opera is sang by italian... Hope to see more of all these nice artistic act... Below is the story of Madama Butterfly. Enjoy folks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Act I: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A hill overlooking the harbor of Nagasaki, Japan, at the turn of the century.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Goro, a marriage broker, is showing Benjamin Franklin Pinkerton, an American sailor, the house that Pinkerton has just bought for his honeymoon with his new Japanese bride, Cio-Cio-San (Madame Butterfly). After introducing the servants, including Suzuki, Goro describes the upcoming wedding -- as well as the long list of relatives who will attend. Sharpless, the American consul, arrives, out of breath from his walk up the hill. The two Americans relax over whiskey as Sharpless admires the view and the flimsy little house. Pinkerton has leased it for 999 years, with the option to cancel each month: contracts are flexible in Japan, he says. Pinkerton then sings the praises of the "vagabond Yankee" who travels the world, taking his pleasure at every shore ("Dovunque al mondo"). He ignores Sharpless's warning that such a shallow way of life can lead to sadness, boasting that his marriage contract, like the house, is for a term of 999 years, cancellable every month. The two men toast "America forever" (listen for Puccini's interpolation of a few bars of "The Star-Spangled Banner"). When Sharpless asks if the bride is pretty, Goro interrupts with lavish praise of her beauty and her price: only 100 yen. When he offers his "assortment" to Sharpless, Pinkerton orders him to go bring his bride to him. Sharpless remarks on Pinkerton's restlessness and asks if he is really in love. Pinkerton isn't sure if it's love or caprice ("Amore o grillo"), but his bride is as delicate as a figure on a Japanese screen, a little butterfly whom he must chase and capture, even if it means breaking her wings. Sharpless recounts how Butterfly visited the Consulate a couple of days before; he didn't see her, but was struck by the sound of her voice and felt that she was really in love. It would be a shame to break her heart . . . But Pinkerton doesn't see the harm in his brand of "love." Sharpless proposes a toast to Pinkerton's family, and Pinkerton toasts the day on which he will marry, in a "real" wedding, a real American bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goro rushes in, announcing the arrival of Butterfly and her attendants. She is the happiest girl in Japan, she tells her friends, for she is answering the call of Love. They all bow to Pinkerton, who is enchanted with Butterfly's artless charm. She is from a family that was once prosperous, but reverses forced her and her friends to become Geishas to support themselves. Her mother, though noble, is also very poor; but when Sharpless asks about her father, she replies, shortly, "Dead." To break the tension, Sharpless asks how old she is. She engages in a little guessing game, and finally says that she is exactly 15: "I am already old!" Sharpless is shocked, but Pinkerton thinks that that's just the right age for marriage. Just then, the parade of officials and relatives begins: the Commissioner, the Registrar, Butterfly's mother, her drunken uncle Yakuside, her jealous and nitpicking cousins. As Goro vainly tries to quiet them down, Sharpless remarks on how lucky Pinkerton is to have such a beautiful bride, as Pinkerton expresses his passion for her. Sharpless warns him that the marriage is no joke, for Butterfly believes in it. Pinkerton takes her aside for some private conversation. She shows him all of her possessions -- a few trinkets, including a mysterious narrow box that she will not show him. When she brings it into the house, Goro whispers to Pinkerton that the Mikado had given it to her father with the invitation to kill himself, and he obeyed. Butterfly returns to show him what Pinkerton thinks are dolls, but they are the hotoke -- the souls of her ancestors. She tells him that she secretly went to the mission the day before to convert to Christianity, for she wants to pray to the same God as he. For him, indeed, she would give up her family; and she passionately throws herself into his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brief marriage ceremony takes place. As the relatives gather round Butterfly to congratulate her, Sharpless, leaving, advises Pinkerton to be careful. After a toast, the terrible voice of Butterfly's uncle, the Bonze, is heard accusing her of an abomination. Ignoring Pinkerton, the Bonze rushes in and announces to the shocked family that Butterfly has renounced her ancient religion. Pinkerton throws him out, and the Bonze leads them all off, shouting imprecations at the weeping Butterfly. Alone at last, Pinkerton comforts her. She goes into the house to undress for her wedding night, assisted by Suzuki. Pinkerton cannot believe that this "toy" is his wife, and he is consumed with desire. When she returns, she urges him to love her, just a little; he kisses her hands, but she is saddened by his calling her a butterfly, for she knows that, across the sea, a butterfly that falls into a man's hands is pierced and fixed to a board. But Pinkerton has caught her, and she is his for life. He urges her to come into the house as she gazes with ecstasy at the night sky. Finally, they go into the house together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Act II. Inside Butterfly's house, about three years later&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Suzuki is praying to the Japanese gods, but Butterfly remarks that they are lazy, for she is convinced that the American God would answer prayers much more quickly. They are nearly impoverished, and Suzuki warns that, if Pinkerton does not return soon, they will be ruined. Butterfly is adamant that he will return, in spite of Suzuki's belief that foreign husbands never do. She recounts how, on their last morning together, he told her that he would return when the robins make their nest. When Suzuki begins to weep, Butterfly comforts her, and tells her that, one lovely day, they will see his ship come into the harbor, and he will come to her ("Un bel dì").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharpless arrives, and Butterfly welcomes him to her "American" house. He tries to show her a letter, but she continually interrupts with polite offers of a pipe or American cigarettes. He tells her that Pinkerton has written a letter, and she asks him when the robins build their nests. Goro is heard laughing outside. She tells Sharpless that Goro is a bad man, for as soon as Pinkerton left, he besieged her with marriage offers from other men, including the rich Prince Yamadori. But Butterfly has turned them all down, despite her extreme poverty and isolation from her family. Yamadori now arrives to repeat his proposal, but she firmly states that she is already married. When Goro points out that abandonment is equivalent to a divorce under Japanese law, she firmly states that her law is that of the United States, where, she believes, a judge would throw an erring husband into prison. She then goes to help Suzuki with the tea. Sharpless tells Goro and Yamadori that Pinkerton's ship is due to arrive soon, but he does not want to see her, and Sharpless has come to undeceive her. Yamadori leaves with a heavy heart when Butterfly repeats her refusal. Sharpless now begins to read the letter, with joyful interruptions from Butterfly. Pinkerton writes that perhaps Butterfly has forgotten him -- she is astounded that he might think that -- and that he is relying on Sharpless "to prepare her" -- at this, Butterfly jumps up and cries out that he is returning -- "for the blow." But Butterfly does not hear these last words, for she is too wrapped up in her happiness. Sharpless gives up, cursing Pinkerton, and asks Butterfly what she would do if Pinkerton never came back. Shocked, she replies that she could do two things: either go back to entertaining people with singing, or, better, die. Sharpless urges her to accept Yamadori's proposal, but Butterfly is stunned and hurt, and asks him to leave. Then, crying, "Has he forgotten me?" she runs out of the room and then returns with her child, a blond, blue-eyed, curly-haired little boy. Pinkerton does not know about him, for he left before the child was born. She urges Sharpless to write to Pinkerton with the news. Then she imagines having to beg and sing in the streets to earn their living, and swears that she would rather die. She tells Sharpless that today, the child's name is Trouble, but when his father returns, he will be called Joy. Sharpless takes his leave, promising to write to Pinkerton. Moments later, Suzuki rushes in, dragging Goro and cursing him, for he has been spreading the lie that no one knows who Trouble's father is. Butterfly pulls out her father's knife and threatens to kill him, then throws him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she reassures the child that Pinkerton will take them far away, a cannon shot is heard. Butterfly and Suzuki rush to the door to look at the harbor: it is Pinkerton's ship, the Abraham Lincoln. Butterfly's love is vindicated. They fill the room with flowers (Flower Duet). Then Butterfly dresses in her wedding clothes, and, with Suzuki and Trouble, sits by the door, and waits, and watches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Act III. Dawn the next day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Butterfly is still waiting, motionless. Suzuki and Trouble are asleep. Sailors' voices are heard from the harbor. Suzuki awakens and taps Butterfly on the shoulder. "He'll come," Butterfly says. Suzuki urges her to rest. Butterfly takes her sleeping child into his room. Someone knocks on the door. Suzuki is astonished to see Pinkerton and Sharpless. She wants to call Butterfly, but they stop her. Then Suzuki spies a woman in the garden and is devastated to learn that she is Pinkerton's wife. Sharpless urges her to help them convince Butterfly to give up her child to Kate Pinkerton. Pinkerton, filled with remorse, can stand it no longer ("Addio, fiorito asil"). He rushes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Pinkerton comes in from the garden with the heartbroken Suzuki, promising to take good care of the little boy. Butterfly is heard calling for Suzuki; Kate leaves the room. Suzuki tries in vain to prevent Butterfly from coming in, but Butterfly rushes about the room, looking for Pinkerton. She sees only the weeping Suzuki, Sharpless, and a strange woman in the garden who makes her afraid. When she is told that Pinkerton has arrived, but will never return to her, she realizes that the woman in the garden is his wife, and that she has come to take her son. She suppresses her anguish, for she must obey him. Kate timidly approaches and asks her forgiveness. Butterfly tells her, "Don't be sad for me," and asks that Pinkerton himself come for the child in a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kate and Sharpless leave, Butterfly is overcome by grief. She orders Suzuki to leave. Then she takes out her father's knife and reads the inscription: "He who cannot live with honor dies with honor." She is about to stab herself when Suzuki sends Trouble in. Butterfly drops the knife and gathers the child in her arms, kissing him and urging him to remember his mother's face ("Tu? Tu? Tu?"). Tearfully saying goodbye and telling him to play, she sits him by the door, places in his hands an American flag and a toy, and blindfolds him. Then she stabs herself. Dying, she crawls toward the child, embraces him, and falls beside him as Pinkerton is heard shouting for her. He and Sharpless then rush into the room; Butterfly points to her child, and dies as Pinkerton kneels beside her and Sharpless takes the child into his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-111553136888478932?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111553136888478932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111553136888478932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111553136888478932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111553136888478932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/05/long-time-never-write-blog-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111444666760623319</id><published>2005-04-26T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:31:07.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5238/640/untitled1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5238/400/untitled1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relax&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/11186969-111444666760623319?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111444666760623319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111444666760623319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111444666760623319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111444666760623319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/04/relax_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111444543060829273</id><published>2005-04-25T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:18:19.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Had been struggling the past week to get over this stupid thing to be done.  Thanks god that &lt;strong&gt;it's done!&lt;/strong&gt;!!  &lt;strong&gt;Feel relieved&lt;/strong&gt;! I will get more relieved if the payment is go thru w/o anyone calling to buzz me.  Bery scare of picking up fone call like : -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller&lt;/strong&gt;:  Is this is the HR dept? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &lt;/strong&gt;   :  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller&lt;/strong&gt;:  Who can I speak to ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me    &lt;/strong&gt;:  You can speak to me.  My name is Jennifer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller&lt;/strong&gt;:  Oh hi.  I need to know how come I do not receive my bonus. My boss promise me that I will get my bonus this month. Do you know that I need the money to pay for my bills and blah blah....(as if you are the only one paying bills &amp;*^^&amp;*^*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me    &lt;/strong&gt;:  (Sianz mode) Can you write an email to me so that i can check with the relevant ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller&lt;/strong&gt;:  When can I know the outcome?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me    &lt;/strong&gt;:  Not sure.  A better suggestion for you.  You can go direct to your manager or whoever person who promise you to give you bonus to ask about it.  Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyday I wished that my fone won't be ringing because it really getting on my nerve!!! I will really get crazy!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never mind like what my idol blogger said to me, must &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forget those unhappy things in order to make yourself happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  Really make some sense to me.  Will ask my mind to adopt this method to have my life span getting longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired liao.. going to slp le... nite nite!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-111444543060829273?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111444543060829273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111444543060829273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111444543060829273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111444543060829273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally.html' title='Finally!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111435349163915962</id><published>2005-04-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T22:38:11.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5238/640/burnout.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/59/5238/400/burnout.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burnout&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/11186969-111435349163915962?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111435349163915962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111435349163915962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111435349163915962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111435349163915962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/04/burnout.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111435238604890439</id><published>2005-04-24T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T22:27:39.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a Week.......</title><content type='html'>This week is a &lt;strong&gt;real disaster&lt;/strong&gt;. From awaiting of the result of variable bonus result to receiving it to process it was less than a week.  What a disappointing promise from our HR VP saying the approval will be done on 14th of the mth instead it was done last friday and expecting the payment to be made to the employees on the 28th instead of the 30th which was stated in the email by CEO.  Our payroll system isn't a fantastic one or rather i would say a "lao ko ko" one where it does not have all the functions that is already available in the current market.  Haiz... The most saddest thing was I didn't get any cent out of this coming bonus payout and our VP who just got &lt;strong&gt;an increment of 1k &lt;/strong&gt;this mth and he is getting &lt;strong&gt;2 mth bonus&lt;/strong&gt;.  Woah for god sake, he is only using his mouth to talk and the work are get done by US!!!!!!!! Even though, we are not eligible but based on our hard work and energy, we should be able to get a portion of it.  Other BUs are able to fight for their staff, I dun see how come our VP can fight for us?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apart of the unhappiness as above, there are stll things that are worth happy for.  Things like I met up with my colleagues and ex colleagues sat night for dinner.  We chatted, laughed and teased each other.  I also brought along my friend Angela with me.  Luckily, they still can linked.  Also went for a hair cut, touch up of colour and treatment on my hair together with Angela.  My stylist say I look more pretty liao... Her asst oso said that too.  Kinda of make me happy.  But I will still work hard to lose more wt.  My target is to get attached this year!! Long time no fall in love liao.. Can't remember the feeling of it liao....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-111435238604890439?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111435238604890439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111435238604890439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111435238604890439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111435238604890439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/04/wat-week.html' title='Wat a Week.......'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-111410041897613677</id><published>2005-04-22T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T00:20:18.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some "Qian Bian" Qns.....</title><content type='html'>Qns : 有个病人到医院去做检查，結果醫生告诉病人你要看開一點，请问这个病人得了什么病？&lt;br /&gt;Ans :斗鸡眼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qns : 有一种东西，买的人知道，卖的人也知道，就只有用的人不知道，请问那究竟是什么东西?&lt;br /&gt;Ans : 棺材&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qns : 一位即将被枪决的犯人，他的最大愿望是什么？&lt;br /&gt;Ans : 穿上防弹衣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qns : 地震的时候，在什么地方最安全？&lt;br /&gt;Ans : 在飞机上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qns : 劉德華被一个从三千公尺高空的东西砸到头，却沒有受伤，为什么？&lt;br /&gt;Ans : 因为那是雨&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-111410041897613677?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/111410041897613677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=111410041897613677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111410041897613677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/111410041897613677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/04/some-qian-bian-qns.html' title='Some &quot;Qian Bian&quot; Qns.....'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11186969.post-110978204778986268</id><published>2005-03-03T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T00:47:27.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog</title><content type='html'>WooHOo!!!!!!!!! Got my first blog online... Free feel to read it... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11186969-110978204778986268?l=zhennihua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/feeds/110978204778986268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11186969&amp;postID=110978204778986268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/110978204778986268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11186969/posts/default/110978204778986268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zhennihua.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-first-blog.html' title='My first blog'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07080602054642481852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
