<?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-5137760153327905622</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:31:26.203-08:00</updated><category term='sculpture'/><category term='hairpin'/><category term='french、teacher'/><category term='B scan'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='interesting'/><category term='slave driver'/><category term='mirror'/><category term='collection'/><category term='incentive'/><category term='snack'/><category term='test'/><category term='travel'/><category term='snacks'/><category term='itchy feet'/><category term='spring'/><category term='teacher'/><category term='Tibet'/><category term='age'/><category term='myself'/><category term='learning'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='young'/><category term='kids'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='potato'/><category term='心理测试，fun game'/><category term='first time'/><category term='coin'/><category term='gym'/><category term='name'/><category term='dream'/><category term='language'/><category term='happy'/><category term='fetus'/><category term='experiment'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='journey'/><category term='Wuyuan'/><category term='build body'/><category term='french'/><category term='company'/><category term='same'/><category term='JingDezhen'/><category term='straw'/><category term='hobby'/><category term='special gift'/><category term='weird'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='campus'/><category term='stimulation'/><title type='text'>On ira au Sahara</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-3707116054021623455</id><published>2009-05-14T00:09:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:32:49.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My best two friends......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgvE9uGpa7I/AAAAAAAACaw/2dmqCKi_LAc/s1600-h/DSCN2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335574748177460146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgvE9uGpa7I/AAAAAAAACaw/2dmqCKi_LAc/s400/DSCN2459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; What is outside??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgvE9cWh1VI/AAAAAAAACao/DOq-XAMWhho/s1600-h/%E9%A4%90%E5%8E%85.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335574743412233554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgvE9cWh1VI/AAAAAAAACao/DOq-XAMWhho/s400/%E9%A4%90%E5%8E%85.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheers~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgvE9cc_EjI/AAAAAAAACag/x2umGzgATu8/s1600-h/%E5%8D%A7%E5%AE%A4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335574743439315506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgvE9cc_EjI/AAAAAAAACag/x2umGzgATu8/s400/%E5%8D%A7%E5%AE%A4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;dengzi, dongdong and me~~~ we come from different places and we speak with different accents, we are of different ages, and we have different majors ....sometimes we have totally different attitudes towards many things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are together, under one roof.... leading a struggling but agreeable life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-3707116054021623455?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/3707116054021623455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=3707116054021623455' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3707116054021623455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3707116054021623455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-best-two-friends.html' title='My best two friends......'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgvE9uGpa7I/AAAAAAAACaw/2dmqCKi_LAc/s72-c/DSCN2459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-277782032190465642</id><published>2009-05-12T18:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:53:48.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrific Chinglish.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgolB2U3h0I/AAAAAAAACaY/Ru1jR7CTh6Y/s1600-h/cola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335117422266910530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgolB2U3h0I/AAAAAAAACaY/Ru1jR7CTh6Y/s400/cola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgok1aP-BnI/AAAAAAAACaQ/xXyk-8Y9AhY/s1600-h/jing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335117208571741810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgok1aP-BnI/AAAAAAAACaQ/xXyk-8Y9AhY/s400/jing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgok1LUUixI/AAAAAAAACaI/t5prRM5_prI/s1600-h/kaifeng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335117204563462930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgok1LUUixI/AAAAAAAACaI/t5prRM5_prI/s400/kaifeng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgok1D6lKoI/AAAAAAAACaA/ogoFz2r26R0/s1600-h/lipstick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335117202576452226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgok1D6lKoI/AAAAAAAACaA/ogoFz2r26R0/s400/lipstick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgok07GmhdI/AAAAAAAACZ4/J33t7hEoWw8/s1600-h/no+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335117200210953682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgok07GmhdI/AAAAAAAACZ4/J33t7hEoWw8/s400/no+bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgokkxYYUHI/AAAAAAAACZw/WUR_ZKnrRJM/s1600-h/recycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335116922723258482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgokkxYYUHI/AAAAAAAACZw/WUR_ZKnrRJM/s400/recycle.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgokk14xJxI/AAAAAAAACZo/ecaJ5ZifLuU/s1600-h/restaurant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335116923932845842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgokk14xJxI/AAAAAAAACZo/ecaJ5ZifLuU/s400/restaurant.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgokktGz-fI/AAAAAAAACZg/L6nqGkbRlWc/s1600-h/seafood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335116921575832050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgokktGz-fI/AAAAAAAACZg/L6nqGkbRlWc/s400/seafood.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgokkqUYnmI/AAAAAAAACZY/bZx1gFrrBa8/s1600-h/showimg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335116920827453026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgokkqUYnmI/AAAAAAAACZY/bZx1gFrrBa8/s400/showimg.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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-277782032190465642?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/277782032190465642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=277782032190465642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/277782032190465642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/277782032190465642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/05/horrific-chinglish.html' title='Horrific Chinglish.......'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgolB2U3h0I/AAAAAAAACaY/Ru1jR7CTh6Y/s72-c/cola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-2408251788055461435</id><published>2009-05-10T18:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:10:20.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Boating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Parks with big lakes seemed to get more nimbus... once i was asked the either-or question, as i prefer the seaside or the top of a mountain as an ideal resort.....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgd_UVS4f-I/AAAAAAAACZQ/d99Jxc9tT10/s1600-h/SDC11618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334372270934097890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgd_UVS4f-I/AAAAAAAACZQ/d99Jxc9tT10/s400/SDC11618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;  ( me on the boat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I enjoy both. But i know that's definitely not the 'wanted'  answer, so i chose the seaside.....  for as monutain, i have to ' climb up ' and ' climb down'  ( cable car  robs the most fun of mountain climbing)....but seaside makes it much easier to involve in the picturesque scene....  slim chance to be exhausted :)                                                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgd_UZ4B7rI/AAAAAAAACZI/JaVLxlBLPzQ/s1600-h/SDC11566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334372272163647154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgd_UZ4B7rI/AAAAAAAACZI/JaVLxlBLPzQ/s400/SDC11566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;  ( Our spaceship-shaped boat, hahahha )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But something too easy to get makes it less "valuable ",  so mountain nicely gives us the chance to experience the  "uphill battle ".... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgd_UIvt2pI/AAAAAAAACZA/f_Yi8FoB0LA/s1600-h/SDC11602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334372267565374098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgd_UIvt2pI/AAAAAAAACZA/f_Yi8FoB0LA/s400/SDC11602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; I enjoy the left-and-right shaking of the boat when a yacht is passing by..... i felt i was like a tiny paper boat, mirror myself in the shimmering lake.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgd_T9PKbhI/AAAAAAAACY4/NvMb5bU_NbI/s1600-h/SDC11604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334372264476044818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgd_T9PKbhI/AAAAAAAACY4/NvMb5bU_NbI/s400/SDC11604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A medieval style car-shaped boat...... quite romantic... hum??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-2408251788055461435?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/2408251788055461435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=2408251788055461435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2408251788055461435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2408251788055461435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-boating.html' title='Sunday Boating'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sgd_UVS4f-I/AAAAAAAACZQ/d99Jxc9tT10/s72-c/SDC11618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-6734566506774210809</id><published>2009-05-05T20:27:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:18:34.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a lonely pig...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;News from Reuters~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;“Afghanistan's only known pig has been locked in a room, away from visitors to Kabul zoo where it normally grazes beside deer and goats, because people are worried it could infect them with the virus popularly known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://huaren.us/rd/rd.asp?hrtopic_id=583707&amp;amp;hrurl=http://www.reuters.com/news/globalcoverage/swineflu" target="new"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;swine flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;........................&lt;br /&gt;The pig was a gift to the zoo from China, which itself quarantined some 70 Mexicans, 26 Canadians and four Americans in the past week, but later released them. ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgEDqhzgwqI/AAAAAAAACYw/kqi0prrV4xY/s1600-h/%E4%B8%AD%E5%9B%BD%E9%80%81%E7%9A%84%E7%8C%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332547462947193506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgEDqhzgwqI/AAAAAAAACYw/kqi0prrV4xY/s400/%E4%B8%AD%E5%9B%BD%E9%80%81%E7%9A%84%E7%8C%AA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What a lonely pig :( How are you doing ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In 2003, when SARS indulged in wilful persecution, especially in BJ, i was &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;18 years old&lt;/span&gt; and was busy preparing the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;entrance examination to college&lt;/span&gt;....That April, a panicky April did not actually seemed chokey to me , but we did have to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wear respirators&lt;/span&gt; at school. A girl in the neighbor class drew &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;big, vivid lips&lt;/span&gt; on her respirator, which made you feel she was &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;always with a sweet smile&lt;/span&gt;..... and it was this smile, been put up on the front page of one local new&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;spaper......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;first thing&lt;/span&gt; to do after we stepped into the campus was to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;test the body tmeperature&lt;/span&gt;, a special shaped equipment ( like a handgun) inserted into your ear, and it cost only 2 sec then you knew whether you've got a fever by one little indicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;disgusting smell of disinfector&lt;/span&gt; occupied every corner. I even felt i got some &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt; sorta thing, as i cannot stop washing my hands many times a day.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then in late April, we &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;no longer needed to go to school&lt;/span&gt;.... which was definitely &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;not nice&lt;/span&gt; to me as in the last month before the final exam, we totally &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lost all the other school activities&lt;/span&gt; besides STUDY，we were &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; from friends and being &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;isolated&lt;/span&gt;.....The support ,share or even competition from the fellows are crucial for teenagers..... but we've been deprived of this entirely..... but we had to do so in that special period of time..... &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;that was a must&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do&lt;/span&gt; in the spring 2003????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6734566506774210809?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6734566506774210809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6734566506774210809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6734566506774210809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6734566506774210809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-lonely-pig.html' title='What a lonely pig...........'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgEDqhzgwqI/AAAAAAAACYw/kqi0prrV4xY/s72-c/%E4%B8%AD%E5%9B%BD%E9%80%81%E7%9A%84%E7%8C%AA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-2061132306886285881</id><published>2009-05-05T18:02:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:24:13.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A faineant afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've got two free Tuesday in a row... But what not so nice is free makes hotbed for lazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's rather annoying coming up with the idea that time is wasting ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But such a warm , breezy early summer day, totally sweep away one's aspirant....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgDioOb-CwI/AAAAAAAACYM/mO0eJqN8tvs/s1600-h/SDC11686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332511139504720642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgDioOb-CwI/AAAAAAAACYM/mO0eJqN8tvs/s400/SDC11686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Though that's definitely not what i wanna be.... i mean to be a uselessmouth.....That's not good, hum.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332511134695307698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgDin8hUObI/AAAAAAAACYE/ktrrE4TGinQ/s400/SDC11687.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ( dengzi &amp;amp; me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dengzi and me we found a newly opened supermarket not far from where we lived, named " &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bonjour&lt;/span&gt;", lol~~~ just went to see what nice stuff they got there..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-2061132306886285881?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/2061132306886285881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=2061132306886285881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2061132306886285881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2061132306886285881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/05/faineant-afternoon.html' title='A faineant afternoon'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SgDioOb-CwI/AAAAAAAACYM/mO0eJqN8tvs/s72-c/SDC11686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-1189978670431618318</id><published>2009-05-04T18:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:48:21.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth is so nice ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf-XzFi4fVI/AAAAAAAACX8/PumoE8dIMvo/s1600-h/SDC11663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332147387747564882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf-XzFi4fVI/AAAAAAAACX8/PumoE8dIMvo/s400/SDC11663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The school-based orchestra...... also the champion of European Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;outh Music Festival.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf-Xy60bVgI/AAAAAAAACX0/UPmDAyI5Mbo/s1600-h/SDC11665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332147384868361730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf-Xy60bVgI/AAAAAAAACX0/UPmDAyI5Mbo/s400/SDC11665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So many students gathered in the tiny plaza... on a cool, cozy summer night.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't knwo whether it might be possible for me to remember this sweet scene after many years.....Youth is so nice...on a summer night........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-1189978670431618318?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/1189978670431618318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=1189978670431618318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1189978670431618318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1189978670431618318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/05/youth-is-so-nice.html' title='Youth is so nice ......'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf-XzFi4fVI/AAAAAAAACX8/PumoE8dIMvo/s72-c/SDC11663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-8013889546986697398</id><published>2009-05-03T18:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:02:40.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Capriccio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I could never forget the dream that one doctor with an icy face told me i could no longer dance... i lied on a litter, several nursers carried me running through the long,endless, despairing corridor... i thought i felt the cold ,heartbreaking tears down.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf5Ayu_m1TI/AAAAAAAACXs/T0t-Pp_Rv7w/s1600-h/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC11634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331770249205699890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf5Ayu_m1TI/AAAAAAAACXs/T0t-Pp_Rv7w/s400/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC11634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;And the tears did wet my pillowcase which i found after waking up .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf5APaX_nvI/AAAAAAAACXk/AM1fOSeZnLY/s1600-h/SDC11626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331769642375421682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf5APaX_nvI/AAAAAAAACXk/AM1fOSeZnLY/s400/SDC11626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf5APYycYvI/AAAAAAAACXc/Mf3Jkr876ac/s1600-h/SDC11634.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;The " nightmare" was still fresh here in my mind even though 3 years passed. And i was no longer that crazy about dancing, as there are not that many friends around me fancy about dancing, so being a rather solid group is not that easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf5APHENEXI/AAAAAAAACXU/wyKJ6N01o_U/s1600-h/SDC11638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331769637192143218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf5APHENEXI/AAAAAAAACXU/wyKJ6N01o_U/s400/SDC11638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I missed my dance teacher Mrs.Wong a lot, from the ABC of ballet to formed classical plays, we spent a period of  rather nice time that'll never be substituted....and now i've already got over the ligament strain( what the nightmare was about ) on my right leg, though no sport-related injuries are actually reversible :(  .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;(Pictures shot yesterday at BALLY )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-8013889546986697398?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/8013889546986697398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=8013889546986697398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/8013889546986697398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/8013889546986697398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/05/gym-capriccio.html' title='Gym Capriccio'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sf5Ayu_m1TI/AAAAAAAACXs/T0t-Pp_Rv7w/s72-c/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC11634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-1983606682363105407</id><published>2009-04-29T18:08:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:39:44.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>6...10...16...20....25..............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sfj6nYrlGNI/AAAAAAAACXM/BKX8oL3XqLE/s1600-h/profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330285713540061394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sfj6nYrlGNI/AAAAAAAACXM/BKX8oL3XqLE/s400/profile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;When i was 6, i looked at the mirror, " when could i be 10??", at that time, "10 years old" was "mature" enough for me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;When i was 10, i dreamed the day i could be 16, as the so-called flowery age....but when i could really say i was 16, i found nothing special....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Then i was surrounded by the longing of being 20....and finally it came one day, peaceful, quiet.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Now i'm 25, everything works in its orginal orbit, can't complain...i still enjoy looking at myself in the mirror many times a day, sometimes i see a beautiful little Miss Gao there, sometimes there was an unlovely one with a screwy face....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Anyway, it is me, i've no reason to ditch her, perfect or flawy...that's no longer important.... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/5137760153327905622-1983606682363105407?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/1983606682363105407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=1983606682363105407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1983606682363105407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1983606682363105407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/04/610162025.html' title='6...10...16...20....25..............................'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sfj6nYrlGNI/AAAAAAAACXM/BKX8oL3XqLE/s72-c/profile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-5016297327249314686</id><published>2009-04-26T04:10:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T04:42:04.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRERNxgHJI/AAAAAAAACXE/IF2zSej7ekU/s1600-h/IMG_1842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328959321631890578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRERNxgHJI/AAAAAAAACXE/IF2zSej7ekU/s400/IMG_1842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRDYJ60z3I/AAAAAAAACW8/cuPsG5iQFd8/s1600-h/IMG_1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328958341344710514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRDYJ60z3I/AAAAAAAACW8/cuPsG5iQFd8/s400/IMG_1847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;We were roommates for 4 years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRBtYd38II/AAAAAAAACW0/9WgtPplbTWI/s1600-h/SDC11506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328956507003809922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRBtYd38II/AAAAAAAACW0/9WgtPplbTWI/s400/SDC11506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Blowing bubbles..... when i was little, blew bubbles with suds was one big fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRBdIVrxgI/AAAAAAAACWs/N9HydxGz3wE/s1600-h/SDC11493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328956227796583938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRBdIVrxgI/AAAAAAAACWs/N9HydxGz3wE/s400/SDC11493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Two fairies drew on the ground , snatch a shot quickly or they would get vaporized---- drew with water!!! lol~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRBSCkNyAI/AAAAAAAACWk/x-seXsTNyn4/s1600-h/SDC11478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328956037268359170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRBSCkNyAI/AAAAAAAACWk/x-seXsTNyn4/s400/SDC11478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;The outside world was running past me .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-5016297327249314686?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/5016297327249314686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=5016297327249314686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5016297327249314686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5016297327249314686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday-outing.html' title='Sunday outing'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SfRERNxgHJI/AAAAAAAACXE/IF2zSej7ekU/s72-c/IMG_1842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-8366640867569262102</id><published>2009-04-24T03:59:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:00:30.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven can wait belt up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16 years ago, on my way home back from school, i witnessed a terrible car accident. The bloody scene imprinted in my memory for so many years, and it's still fresh now, i dread to picture that scene again, but it positively reminded me every time i was pressed for time and tended to jump the red light......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9 years ago, the guy lived in the door opposite my house was hit by a lorry when he tried to cross the street. When the news came that he died  , i was almost numb with terror. I didn't dare to even take a glance at his door, and i felt the whole corridor was filled with frozen air all day long....and it actually took me rather a long time to remove this shadow in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Serval days ago, i accidentally saw this following public interest ad, you can read what it's about from the title " Heaven can wait belt up", it's really a nice ad, to say nice , only becasue of its ingenious design, but any accident is awful ........No matter which seat you take in a car, the driver or just the hitcher, TIE YOUR SEAT BELT, not for any body else , but for your own life ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-344f4d006b1ec977" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D344f4d006b1ec977%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331589401%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BE8BCC5C6B07E4FFA02247B62FD3E6630BC35E3.60397314C86447DF580F0D832A392E92AC8858B1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D344f4d006b1ec977%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyleatienNHhvpbMDXlAQuKABATo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D344f4d006b1ec977%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331589401%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BE8BCC5C6B07E4FFA02247B62FD3E6630BC35E3.60397314C86447DF580F0D832A392E92AC8858B1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D344f4d006b1ec977%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyleatienNHhvpbMDXlAQuKABATo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DRIVE SAFE !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-8366640867569262102?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=344f4d006b1ec977&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/8366640867569262102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=8366640867569262102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/8366640867569262102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/8366640867569262102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/04/heaven-can-wait-belt-up.html' title='Heaven can wait belt up'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-7482844556961424651</id><published>2009-04-16T04:54:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:02:44.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B scan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fetus'/><title type='text'>First time to see a fetus :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Today today, is my first time to see a " in strict sense"----fetus. Dongdong and me we went to the hospital for a regular physical examination.  Outside the room for B scan, a  young lady lined up first in the queue, dongdong and me followed, I should say it was the lack of personalized service by this hospital offered me the chance to see " a fetus" for the first time , as we three were asked in at the same time, and the lady told the doctor, "I'm pregnant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not her regular gravid clinic examination, so her husband did not accompany with her. Now in the B scan room, only we three. Frankly speaking, i was a little bit excited ( for each 'first time' in your life ^_^), the doctor squeezed some ointment on her belly ( later i knew it was called " Ultrasonic Transmission Gel " to ensure enough contact between the probe and your body ),  and the only thing i did was to hold my breath &amp;amp;  fix my eyes on the small screen, i really didn't have any idea what image would emerge there though the same scene had appeared on TV shows million times :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally as the doctor moved the probe on her belly,  a blurry figure emerged and gradually turned clear!!  I could distinctly see the outline of that little hindbrain, and the spain, two rather " spindlelegs " crossed in front...... i was almost numb with shock, mixed with a kinda blazing touch. It was a LIFE!!! With head, nose , eyes, ears, mouth,legs..... a few months later it can get hairs.... and it finally could become a total man..... that's so magical and holy !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady turned her head sideways and saw her baby, i think that must be a wonderful moment, if it were me , i must have been intoxicated in the happiness , hehe ^_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried with excitement during these several minutes......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Being excited for the first time to see a fetus.... also being touched by  the beatific lady on her family way.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-7482844556961424651?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/7482844556961424651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=7482844556961424651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7482844556961424651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7482844556961424651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-time-to-see-fetus.html' title='First time to see a fetus :)'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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-5137760153327905622.post-2860846999842185862</id><published>2009-04-15T05:42:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:42:11.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairpin'/><title type='text'>A SPECIAL HAIRPIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got a special present from a little girl today ! It was a pink hairpin made of cloth, with a bow at one butt, on top of the bow there 'bloomed' a nice flower with little green leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SeXbyyXfVlI/AAAAAAAACVk/bkcotx9HrrE/s1600-h/Photo20094151216609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324903799995717202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SeXbyyXfVlI/AAAAAAAACVk/bkcotx9HrrE/s400/Photo20094151216609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be honest, it was totally not my type as the "childish-looking", and the a little bit too loud color. But you know the moment she looked up at me with that tender face, I think i glimpsed a heartshaking ray of light from those pure black pupils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lifted her hand with this hairpin up to me, " Miss Gao, this is for YOU!!!" ... She specially toned the word 'you', which made little Miss Gao felt it was so holy a hairpin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I took this larruping hairpin from her hand, " Will you wear it?" she asked me, " Sure!!" I carefully wrapped it in a tissue and put it into my bag, i found a beatific smile on her face, then she ran away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the way back, I can't help stroking this little hairpin inside my bag and felt warm and contented......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-2860846999842185862?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/2860846999842185862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=2860846999842185862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2860846999842185862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2860846999842185862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/04/special-hairpin.html' title='A SPECIAL HAIRPIN'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SeXbyyXfVlI/AAAAAAAACVk/bkcotx9HrrE/s72-c/Photo20094151216609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-9152774931928131075</id><published>2009-04-13T23:02:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:46:41.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slave driver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='company'/><title type='text'>IS THIS YOUR COMPANY????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SeQoitFGq4I/AAAAAAAACVc/IiNEFO0lCVE/s1600-h/IMG_2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324425236140436354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SeQoitFGq4I/AAAAAAAACVc/IiNEFO0lCVE/s400/IMG_2911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New employees are welcomed---&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Welcome!! Without you our company will be totally different!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Employee: If it is too tired, I might quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B: Don't worry, I'll never let it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E: Can I have a rest on weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B:Sure!! That's the bottom line!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E: Do I have to work until midnight everyday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B: Never !! Who told you that?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E: Can I get a subsidy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B: Certainly ! It must be higher than our peers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E: Is there the risk of sudden death at work??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B: Never! How come you've this kinda idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E: Will we have the chance to travel??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B: Of course! That has been written in our rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E: Do I need to be at work on time every day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B: No, that depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E: And the salary, will that be on time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B: Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E:Will all the stuff be dumped in new staff's lap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B: Impossible! You have so many senior colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;E: Can I run for vacant leader post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B: Sure! That's the basic system we rely for existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E: You are not cheating me, hum??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what happened when you enter this company---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just read this dialogue backward....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-9152774931928131075?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/9152774931928131075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=9152774931928131075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/9152774931928131075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/9152774931928131075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-this-your-company.html' title='IS THIS YOUR COMPANY????'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SeQoitFGq4I/AAAAAAAACVc/IiNEFO0lCVE/s72-c/IMG_2911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-5574051132691672892</id><published>2009-04-06T06:08:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:44:34.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心理测试，fun game'/><title type='text'>Got 10 minutes? Take an interesting test !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here comes two interesting tests, no matter you have feeling for this kinda games or totally disdain to these childish stuff, now, just take a piece of paper and write down the answers.. The analysis is in the end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TEST 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Situation:You are in a deep deep forest... as you walk on you saw an old hut standing&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(1) What is the status of the door?&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(Opened/closed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(2) You enter the hut and see a table... What is the shape of the table&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;?(Round/Oval/Square/Rectangle/Triangle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(3) On top of the table there is a vase... in the vase there is water. How much water is it filled up with? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Full/Half/Empty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(4) And what is the vase made of?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; (Glass/porcelain/clay)(metal/plastic/wood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(5) You walk out of the hut... as you carry on your walk in the forest... you see a waterfall from far...there is water running down...What is the speed of the water? &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Choose a number ranging from 0 to 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(6) Some time after the waterfall... you step on something hard on the ground... as you look down... you seeglistening gold in colour. You bend down and pick it up... it is a keychain chained with keys...How many key /keys you see hanging on the keychain? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Choose a number ranging from 1 to 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(7) You walk on and on... trying to find your way out...suddenly you see a castle.What is the condition of the castle?　&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Old/new)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(8)( You enter the castle and saw a pool of murky water with shining jewels floating on it...Will you pick up the jewel?　&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(YES/NO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(9) Next to the murky pool... there’s another pool... with clear water and money floating on it...Will you pick the money?　&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(YES/NO)　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(10) Walking to the end of the castle there is an exit...you proceed to walk out of the castle. Outside theexit, there is big garden, you see a box on the ground. What is the size of the box? &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(small/medium/big)　&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(11) What is the material of the box? &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(cardboard/paper/wooden/metal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(12) There is a bridge in the garden some distance away from the box, What is the bridge made of? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(metal/wooden/rattan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(13) Across the bridge, there is a horse. What is the colour of the horse? &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(white/grey/brown/black)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(14) What is the horse doing?&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (still and quiet/nibbling grass/running about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(15) OH NO!!! There is a tornado coming... some distance from the horse. You have 3 options&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:(i) run and hide in the box?(ii) run and hide under the bridge?(iii) run to the horse, ride on and gallop away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here are the interpretations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:　&lt;/span&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(1) &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:opened door - you are a person who is willing to shareclosed door - you are a person who is keeping things to yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(2) &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The table&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:Round/oval - any friends that came along, you will accept and trust them completely&lt;br /&gt;Square/rectangle - you are a bit more choosy on friends and only hang out with those whom you think are on the same frequency&lt;br /&gt;Triangle - you are really very very picky about friends and there are not many friends in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(3) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Water in vase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:Empty - your life is not fulfilledHalf filled - what you want in your life is half fullfilledFull - your life is completely fulfilled and good for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(4) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Material of vase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:glass/clay/porcelain - you are weak in your life and tends to be fragile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Flow of waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:0 - no sex drive at all1 to 4 - low sex drive5 - average sex drive6 to 9 - high sex drive10 - gone case!!! super high sex drive!!! Can’t live without sex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(6) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:1 - you have one good friend in your life2 to 5 - you have a few good friends in your life6 to 10 - you have a lot good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(7) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Old - shows that your last relationship is not a good one and is not memorable to you.　　　　New - your last relationship is good and it’s still fresh in your heart.　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(8) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The jewel from the murky pool water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:YES - when your partner is around you, you will flirt around with others.NO - when your partner is around, you will stick around with him/her most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(9) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The money from the clear water pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:YES - when your partner is not around you, you will still flirt around with others.NO - even when your partner is not around, you will still think of her and and will be loyal to him/her, not flirting around with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(10) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The size of the box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:small - low egomedium - average egobig - high ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(11) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Material of the box (outlook of the box):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cardboard/paper/wooden(non-shining) – humble personalitymetal - proud and stuck up personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(12) &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The material of the bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:metal bridge - have very strong bond with your friendswooden bridge - average bond with your friendsrattan bridge - you are not in good terms with your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(13) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Colour of the horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:white - your partner is pure and good in your heart.grey/brown - your partner is only average in your heart.black - your partner doesn’t seem to be good in your heart and appears to be bad sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(14) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Horse action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:still and quiet/nibbling grass - your partner is a very homely and humble person.running about - your partner is a wild type person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(15）&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This the last but most important part of the test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.From how I ended the story... a tornado approaches...What are you going do? There are only 3 options:(i) run and hide in the box?(ii) run and hide under the bridge?(iii) run to the horse, ride on and gallop away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you choose?Now, the above is signified by these things:tornado - problems in your lifebox - youbridge - your friendshorse - your partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(i) So if you choose the box, you keep your problems to yourself whenever you are met with problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(ii) or if you choose the bridge, you will go to your friends whenever you are met problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;(iii) or lastly if you choose the horse, you seek your partner whenever your partner whenever you are metwith problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have fun?? I did that and considered it was rather efficacious!! Want more? Here comes a second one:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TEST 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Situation: Remember there are 5 people in this game, the story was set in among these 5 people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Miss L and Mr. M are a couple, their houses seperately located on two banks of a river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day on a stormy night , Mr. M was seriously ill, the river roared, Miss L insisted in going to visit Mr. M, Mr. M admonishted her not, but she did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss L beseeched Mr.B to lift her thither by his boat, Mr.B asked her for 1 million no matter how she explained the urgent situation to him. So she had to turn to Mr. S&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But what worse was, Mr. S asked her to have sex with him in exchange for taking her across the river. In order to see Mr. M, Miss L took on the great insult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, Mr. M got over the disease, but when he knew Miss L actually lost her virgin just for coming to see him, he saw red and broke up with Miss L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss L was very upset then ,but later she met Mr. F, he didn't care what happened before and loved Miss L, though Miss L didn't feel so much about him and he never conceded her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The story is over, now see the following the five people again,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Miss L / Mr.M / Mr. B / Mr.S / Mr. F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now please arrange them in your preference order!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here comes the interpretations:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss L ---- Love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. M ----Morality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr.B --- Business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr.S --- Sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. F --- Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you feel now?? It's just a game, do not take it seriously , just have fun :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have a nice day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-5574051132691672892?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/5574051132691672892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=5574051132691672892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5574051132691672892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5574051132691672892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-10-minutes-take-interesting-test.html' title='Got 10 minutes? Take an interesting test !!!'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-4582157691552516987</id><published>2009-03-30T06:06:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T07:11:59.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JingDezhen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wuyuan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend travel to Jingdezhen &amp; Wuyuan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDKCuVKJGI/AAAAAAAACUU/JxDCMqkvGuE/s1600-h/SDC11115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318973308069880930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDKCuVKJGI/AAAAAAAACUU/JxDCMqkvGuE/s400/SDC11115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A tiny countryside named Likeng hided in the deep of Wuyuan, with all Ming &amp;amp; Qing dynasty style architectures standing alongside the river.... They all are still in use as abodes of the local people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDKB6D2Y7I/AAAAAAAACUM/kOUcQ-EYVK8/s1600-h/SDC11297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318973294038639538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDKB6D2Y7I/AAAAAAAACUM/kOUcQ-EYVK8/s400/SDC11297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wuyuan is famous for its rape flowers all over the mountains and plains, the blooming period is from 15the March to 15 April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDJu1FjGTI/AAAAAAAACUE/qbnfx4AVGOc/s1600-h/SDC11276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318972966286072114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDJu1FjGTI/AAAAAAAACUE/qbnfx4AVGOc/s400/SDC11276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This photo is taken from a running bus, wherever you set up the camera, you will find a nice picture appeared in the viewfinder :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDJT_4imnI/AAAAAAAACT8/SjgdX0RrmYI/s1600-h/SDC11305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318972505327835762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDJT_4imnI/AAAAAAAACT8/SjgdX0RrmYI/s400/SDC11305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDJTTYia6I/AAAAAAAACT0/JDvtDFiykXM/s1600-h/SDC11243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318972493382445986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDJTTYia6I/AAAAAAAACT0/JDvtDFiykXM/s400/SDC11243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a rest along the Mandarin Duck Lake~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDJTfjh5NI/AAAAAAAACTs/XFqqkuql_lU/s1600-h/SDC11267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318972496649774290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDJTfjh5NI/AAAAAAAACTs/XFqqkuql_lU/s400/SDC11267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take a rest again, lol~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDI8iq-V6I/AAAAAAAACTk/U1a-UP2NXYo/s1600-h/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC11129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318972102349313954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDI8iq-V6I/AAAAAAAACTk/U1a-UP2NXYo/s400/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC11129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still in the countryside, quiet, pure, and a wonderful place for a daily meditation indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDIsUWA8PI/AAAAAAAACTc/aKwVwCt6_GM/s1600-h/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC11165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318971823625400562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDIsUWA8PI/AAAAAAAACTc/aKwVwCt6_GM/s400/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC11165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Live here for a month, no other annoyances, no pollution, just play with the footstep of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDINKQBmLI/AAAAAAAACS0/y1bwp1blJOI/s1600-h/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC11374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318971288339978418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDINKQBmLI/AAAAAAAACS0/y1bwp1blJOI/s400/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC11374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JingDezhen is world-famous for its elegant china, it is said to be" as white as jade , as thin as paper and as clear as mirror "... what you see in the picture was taken in a bathroom, even the washbasin was decorated with patterns of blue-and-white porcelain!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-4582157691552516987?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/4582157691552516987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=4582157691552516987' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/4582157691552516987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/4582157691552516987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-travel-to-jingdezhen-wuyuan.html' title='Weekend travel to Jingdezhen &amp; Wuyuan'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SdDKCuVKJGI/AAAAAAAACUU/JxDCMqkvGuE/s72-c/SDC11115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-6789455414413600303</id><published>2009-03-25T17:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:33:05.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='build body'/><title type='text'>What really counts??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The picture right outside the extrance of the ladies' locker room in Bally, which reminds you subtly to keep fit, to build your body. Or more, as if one can "cut down" the extra fat outright by a pair of sharp scissors ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScrODregmpI/AAAAAAAACFc/RKV3pBVCO0g/s1600-h/SDC10953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317288872669911698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScrODregmpI/AAAAAAAACFc/RKV3pBVCO0g/s400/SDC10953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks ago, on my first step aerobics class, the apparently complicated routine was a little bit beyond me, i thought i was agile enough to support this , but after 2/3 of the total time, i could not be able to insist anymore, i had to keep a clear idea how it worked in mind while did the same movement synchronously...... so i had to stop to fine-tune myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was by this chance, i found something tellable, something worth the whistle. There were about 2o or more in the Group Exercise Room ( just by rough eyeballing) , more than 3/4 were ladies of all ages. I was a total dabster among them, presumably they all were quite familiar with the routine and did every step subconsciously. That was good, undoubtly, but what was not nice was, they knew it "too well "and become mechanical , you could find only a stiff brow, perplexed eyes, and robot-like legs and arms, some of them might no longer feel it was actually an energetic exercise but just did every footwork correctly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the real value of sport is ? I don't think it is losing weight or something ,but to find happiness, to enjoy yourself on the top your bent, not matter you are always stay in the second gear in life, at work or whatever, the fun of doing sports is fair to anyone :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever a dabster or an expert, have fun, that counts :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6789455414413600303?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6789455414413600303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6789455414413600303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6789455414413600303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6789455414413600303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-really-counts.html' title='What really counts??'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScrODregmpI/AAAAAAAACFc/RKV3pBVCO0g/s72-c/SDC10953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-2794004638689722758</id><published>2009-03-20T18:12:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:28:17.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='straw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiment'/><title type='text'>Weekend fun !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something you won't stop questioning its facticity until you actually test it yourself!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did an absolutely interesting experiment yesterday evening at my house, i got the spirit from the latest issue of "Reader's Digest".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, here come with me and witness the moment of miracle :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScQ_8KRpzZI/AAAAAAAACFM/Vjg6NtlD5X0/s1600-h/SDC10896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315443762987126162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScQ_8KRpzZI/AAAAAAAACFM/Vjg6NtlD5X0/s400/SDC10896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All stuff we need were: a potato( a common one from the supermarket ) , a glass( any material is okay), and a straw ( as the one you could get from Mcdonald's ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScQ_7q7qhYI/AAAAAAAACFE/PobxKNoMTg8/s1600-h/SDC10897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315443754573399426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScQ_7q7qhYI/AAAAAAAACFE/PobxKNoMTg8/s400/SDC10897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What we try to verify is , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;whether the tender-looking plastic straw could pierce through the rather compact potato ?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;The main gist or say like knack is to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;1) Hold the straw tightly with your four fingers ( no thumb).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;2) Use your thumb to seal against the top hatch of the straw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;3) Do a menditation first (^_^) and concentrate all your strength on the straw, then thrust towards the potato at full tilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScQ_7nFbk6I/AAAAAAAACE8/KXucxnyRAJw/s1600-h/æ—‹è½¬+SDC10893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315443753540621218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScQ_7nFbk6I/AAAAAAAACE8/KXucxnyRAJw/s400/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC10893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See what happened??? The delicate-looking straw actually pierce through the potato and you see i can lift the potato together with the cup just by slightly holding the straw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScQ_7dCaryI/AAAAAAAACE0/CUSRXSRFe8A/s1600-h/æ—‹è½¬+SDC10895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315443750843625250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScQ_7dCaryI/AAAAAAAACE0/CUSRXSRFe8A/s400/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+SDC10895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try it again with more strength. OMG !!! The straw totally penetrate through the potato !!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole process without using any other instrument, what you see in the picture was all what i did. Sometimes it is only when you try it yourself then you finally realize how there could be so many "incredible" things around us ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;In fact , it is not hard to explain what happend, when you seal against the top hatch of the straw, you equally isolate the circulation of air inside the straw, no wonder it could become so firm ^_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can try it yourself and HAVE FUN !!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-2794004638689722758?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/2794004638689722758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=2794004638689722758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2794004638689722758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2794004638689722758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend fun !!!'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScQ_8KRpzZI/AAAAAAAACFM/Vjg6NtlD5X0/s72-c/SDC10896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-53691787376685383</id><published>2009-03-18T05:33:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:11:02.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Follow the pace of spring ( In my campus)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDrHZ0Qh3I/AAAAAAAACDY/SI4u9xGV-Cg/s1600-h/SDC10822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314506072718870386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDrHZ0Qh3I/AAAAAAAACDY/SI4u9xGV-Cg/s400/SDC10822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just over one night, bare branches have changed clothes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dotted with numerous light pink flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDrHFWmGbI/AAAAAAAACDQ/8b4iNmT9GaU/s1600-h/SDC10826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314506067225745842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDrHFWmGbI/AAAAAAAACDQ/8b4iNmT9GaU/s400/SDC10826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my campus, pine trees look all the same throughout the year lol~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDrHMHxjuI/AAAAAAAACDI/7Dd93yDjExI/s1600-h/SDC10830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314506069042630370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDrHMHxjuI/AAAAAAAACDI/7Dd93yDjExI/s400/SDC10830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Winter jasmine.. ... as if it would be disturbed by just a gentle touch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDqu4d2xvI/AAAAAAAACDA/iBlZ6F7IM-k/s1600-h/SDC10833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314505651449677554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDqu4d2xvI/AAAAAAAACDA/iBlZ6F7IM-k/s400/SDC10833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Winter jasmine in bud.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDquv_iDDI/AAAAAAAACC4/QYGy8KYG9iI/s1600-h/SDC10835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314505649175006258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDquv_iDDI/AAAAAAAACC4/QYGy8KYG9iI/s400/SDC10835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See those just flowering peachblossoms, tender as a little girl's cheeks.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDqb5esf0I/AAAAAAAACCw/j0VDcym8eyw/s1600-h/SDC10862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314505325304119106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDqb5esf0I/AAAAAAAACCw/j0VDcym8eyw/s400/SDC10862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peachblossoms at night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to seize the moment leaves turn green, flowers bloom from the buds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But year after year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these happened over one night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So quiet... as if they don't wanna wake anybody up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fantastic night that would be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But new lives are on the way, running ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasant surprises are doomed to happened the next morning.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the first ray of sunshine in this lovely spring.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear the footstep of the spring girl? ..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-53691787376685383?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/53691787376685383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=53691787376685383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/53691787376685383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/53691787376685383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/follow-pace-of-spring-in-my-campus.html' title='Follow the pace of spring ( In my campus)'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/ScDrHZ0Qh3I/AAAAAAAACDY/SI4u9xGV-Cg/s72-c/SDC10822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-7056683442701874560</id><published>2009-03-16T05:51:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:19:17.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tibet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itchy feet'/><title type='text'>Itchy feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sb5L5VI8QPI/AAAAAAAACCI/hK2zpqfaqvU/s1600-h/SDC10735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313768058643038450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sb5L5VI8QPI/AAAAAAAACCI/hK2zpqfaqvU/s400/SDC10735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pair of Tibetan-style earrings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tibet to me is so heavenly a piece of pure land...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special kinda culture you might never know thoroughly but that doesn't bother a little to enjoy it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train will take you to feel the changing of height...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every minute you are a little bit closer to the sky ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetation along side is changing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find less and less oxygen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the scenery outside the window is more and more stirring....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toothpaste in your luggage could "blast"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might sense the smell of vomit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's a special kinda experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely one of my dream place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get a rather strong body and go embark on the journey to Tibet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First , let's bring about the journey next week to see rape flowers all over the mountains and plains in southern China :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-7056683442701874560?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/7056683442701874560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=7056683442701874560' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7056683442701874560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7056683442701874560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/itchy-feet.html' title='Itchy feet'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sb5L5VI8QPI/AAAAAAAACCI/hK2zpqfaqvU/s72-c/SDC10735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-8071458367353201717</id><published>2009-03-12T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:15:31.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing special</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbjEZCCOOYI/AAAAAAAACCA/HLwH1kOB3wk/s1600-h/Photo20093128100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312211694805465474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbjEZCCOOYI/AAAAAAAACCA/HLwH1kOB3wk/s400/Photo20093128100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbjEZPMcWOI/AAAAAAAACB4/aMFygh_GxxQ/s1600-h/Photo20093128878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312211698337994978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbjEZPMcWOI/AAAAAAAACB4/aMFygh_GxxQ/s400/Photo20093128878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbjEY1Hcz2I/AAAAAAAACBw/Xmk842qF7zg/s1600-h/Photo200931289656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312211691337731938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbjEY1Hcz2I/AAAAAAAACBw/Xmk842qF7zg/s400/Photo200931289656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-8071458367353201717?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/8071458367353201717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=8071458367353201717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/8071458367353201717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/8071458367353201717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-special.html' title='nothing special'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbjEZCCOOYI/AAAAAAAACCA/HLwH1kOB3wk/s72-c/Photo20093128100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-3174592799957854803</id><published>2009-03-11T19:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:22:13.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>what to do first about a new language??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sbhuc23JI5I/AAAAAAAACBo/sT_oocb8I_c/s1600-h/IMG_1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312117202525692818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sbhuc23JI5I/AAAAAAAACBo/sT_oocb8I_c/s400/IMG_1403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you want to learn a language, the first thing you should do is what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i've been told to do first was to know how to say everything in my room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after several years, i know so many weird other things' name but still couldn't be able to name certain stuff i use everyday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is easy to express your mind, but hard to even describe a tiny stuff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above was given by one of my french teacher, Rene(i've mentioned earlier)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were asked to know how to say every part of our bodies ( similiar to the point i mentioned at the beginning)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He designed this funny cartoon himself and made it much more fun....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been kept for almost 3 years ( OMG, how could my french still be so rusty after THREE years??!!!)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lucky is, i could name every part of my body in french now.....^_*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-3174592799957854803?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/3174592799957854803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=3174592799957854803' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3174592799957854803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3174592799957854803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-to-do-first-about-new-language.html' title='what to do first about a new language??'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sbhuc23JI5I/AAAAAAAACBo/sT_oocb8I_c/s72-c/IMG_1403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-980540157765759614</id><published>2009-03-09T23:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:46:48.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbYMJEaY_tI/AAAAAAAACBg/jZVpnNl9Uuw/s1600-h/IMG_3398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311446160472866514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbYMJEaY_tI/AAAAAAAACBg/jZVpnNl9Uuw/s400/IMG_3398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could i love you ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just over my dead body...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But im still trying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-980540157765759614?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/980540157765759614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=980540157765759614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/980540157765759614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/980540157765759614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_09.html' title='~~~~'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbYMJEaY_tI/AAAAAAAACBg/jZVpnNl9Uuw/s72-c/IMG_3398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-7598096738652416239</id><published>2009-03-08T07:45:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T08:29:20.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Women's Day......lol.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPdljgE8AI/AAAAAAAACBY/_mcfUteLFt4/s1600-h/SDC10704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310832022854627330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPdljgE8AI/AAAAAAAACBY/_mcfUteLFt4/s320/SDC10704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengzi, dongdong and me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPc42ACICI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l_smWuy7gUQ/s1600-h/SDC10689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310831254726385698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPc42ACICI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l_smWuy7gUQ/s320/SDC10689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dongdong and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPbSD7US8I/AAAAAAAACBI/i282YaApTsk/s1600-h/SDC10667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310829488938175426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPbSD7US8I/AAAAAAAACBI/i282YaApTsk/s320/SDC10667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPbR_Yy4WI/AAAAAAAACBA/xOWxzxl15Z0/s1600-h/SDC10700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310829487719637346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPbR_Yy4WI/AAAAAAAACBA/xOWxzxl15Z0/s320/SDC10700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a sweet lady....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPbRT_Bv4I/AAAAAAAACA4/I5Y_6oGN2XQ/s1600-h/SDC10711.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hotpot restaurant is so hooooot!!! All is my carelessness, i didn't make a reservation as i never expect there could be sooooo many people~~ People waiting for a seat squeezed into every corner, the corridor , the stairs, even outside the bathrooms.....all you can see is hungry guys and running waiters....lol~~ i've brought so many friends there ( i actually could be a spokeman here)....as it is really good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, totally incredible....ahhhh, it's women's day!! March 8th...no wonder gathered so many guys.......they waited outside, playing chess and enjoyed the snacks offered by the restaurant....seemed so leisureful...but not us.... we want a seat right away.....it was at the moment we decided to give up and find another one..... it was our turn!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, we enjoyed a wonderful meal and here you see the pictures above.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-7598096738652416239?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/7598096738652416239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=7598096738652416239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7598096738652416239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7598096738652416239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-womens-daylol.html' title='Happy Women&apos;s Day......lol.......'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SbPdljgE8AI/AAAAAAAACBY/_mcfUteLFt4/s72-c/SDC10704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-9024298335521925410</id><published>2009-03-06T18:41:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:05:41.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A place where i shouldn't stay long</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://player.youku.com/player.php/sid/XMjAzMTUwMA==/v.swf" quality="high" width="480" height="400" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where i shouldn't stay long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering from the world to heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea where my next meal is coming from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm on the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i turned back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot left behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a dream place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON IRA AU SAHARA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOI ET MOI...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-9024298335521925410?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/9024298335521925410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=9024298335521925410' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/9024298335521925410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/9024298335521925410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/place-where-i-shouldnt-stay-long.html' title='A place where i shouldn&apos;t stay long'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-2349828219569096168</id><published>2009-03-05T05:57:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:20:20.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who raises you up???</title><content type='html'>"YOU RAISE ME UP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i am down and my soul , so weary...&lt;br /&gt;When troubles come and my heart burden be...&lt;br /&gt;Then i am still and wait here in the silence...&lt;br /&gt;Until you come and sit awhile with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no life- no life without its hunger...&lt;br /&gt;Each restless heart bests so imperfectly...&lt;br /&gt;But when you come i am filled with wonder....&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think i glimpse eternity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so i can stand on the mountains...&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas...&lt;br /&gt;I am strong , when i am on your shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, to more than i can be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每當悲傷飲泣，我的靈魂脆弱倦怠...&lt;br /&gt;每當煩擾侵襲，我的心兒沉重不堪...&lt;br /&gt;孤寂中我在這裏默默期待...&lt;br /&gt;等著你翩然之而小坐傾談...&lt;br /&gt;所有的生命都蘊含著欲望和不甘...&lt;br /&gt;悸動的心在激蕩中跳動不安...&lt;br /&gt;你的到來讓我充滿驚喜和期盼...&lt;br /&gt;那一刻我分明看到永恆的燦爛...&lt;br /&gt;在你的擎舉中，我立于群山之巔...&lt;br /&gt;在你的鼓舞下，我劃過風口浪尖...&lt;br /&gt;站在你的肩膀上，我從未如此強壯...&lt;br /&gt;你支撐著我沖向自身難以企及的境界...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate this song a loooot ....not only because the dulcet lyrics, but the idea it got you, the feeling you've been tightly caught hold of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is absolutely not the only yardstick of the quality of life. You once been raised up by someone? You once been loved and upheld even when you were down? Think those warm moment, " I will be there for you" might best read my mind now~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gonna hit the hay now, have a nice day and night you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonne nuit~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-2349828219569096168?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/2349828219569096168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=2349828219569096168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2349828219569096168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2349828219569096168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-raise-you-up.html' title='Who raises you up???'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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-5137760153327905622.post-1874372274027432036</id><published>2009-03-04T04:34:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:05:24.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teacher'/><title type='text'>What my kids taught me......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa51u3E3hJI/AAAAAAAACAk/dI_4ucMhg68/s1600-h/collage17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309310458635191442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa51u3E3hJI/AAAAAAAACAk/dI_4ucMhg68/s320/collage17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Gao spent a very nice day with her 18 kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played pokers, learned how to shoot a basketball, sell &amp;amp; buy their favorite food, hide-and- seek, we kicked the shuttlecock, we shared pizza and lollipops.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found kids are as creative as you could imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the following exercise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here we've got 8 different words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;feet / meat / beef / sea / pea / bee / tree / tea ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Please group them any way as you like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The target answer is, divide them by the different monogram they have, one is /ea/, the other is /ee/...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally i got several funny answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1) Same with the target answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2) feet, meat, beef, tree/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;     sea, pea, bee, tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 1st group are all four-letter words while 2nd group are three-letter ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3) feet, meat, beef / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;     sea, pea, bea, tree, tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 1st group with monogram in the middle of each word while 2nd group at the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4)feet, pea,bee, tree,sea/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;    meat, beef, tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 1 st group are those live while 2nd group are those lifeless itself )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5) feet, meat , beef , pea , bee , tree / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;     sea, tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 1st group are solid stuff while 2nd group are liquid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are kids, we adults' imagination are drying up at every minute. We tend to think more sane, we filtrate every 'slim-chance' possibility, we rush to the point as quickly as directly as we can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the way we rush at the goals we set beforehand, we get the speed but lose the joy :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-1874372274027432036?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/1874372274027432036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=1874372274027432036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1874372274027432036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1874372274027432036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-my-kids-taught-me.html' title='What my kids taught me......'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa51u3E3hJI/AAAAAAAACAk/dI_4ucMhg68/s72-c/collage17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-73125946164757951</id><published>2009-03-03T17:31:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:27:23.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french、teacher'/><title type='text'>My french teachers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3avY79r9I/AAAAAAAACAc/wD4tPzliBvo/s1600-h/2008-06-23-17-57-52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 70px; height: 85px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3avY79r9I/AAAAAAAACAc/wD4tPzliBvo/s320/2008-06-23-17-57-52.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309140043422347218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remy, my schoolfellow and my first french teacher too:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                Quite funny a guy, say one day his bicycle broke down on his way to        school, so he was late for class inevitably, the first word he rushed into the class breathlessly and told us was, ' the monthly bonus is gone..." lol~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3avIsCdII/AAAAAAAACAU/eG6GGHGtWGI/s1600-h/2008-06-18-17-19-48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 70px; height: 85px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3avIsCdII/AAAAAAAACAU/eG6GGHGtWGI/s320/2008-06-18-17-19-48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309140039060583554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rene, came from Le Mans, is an expert on arts (painting) in French, i like his chinese name a lot, which was given after the pronunciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;of his french name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“海纳”, means 'all rivers run into sea', &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;develop into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'A person is great when he can be tolerant and forgiving to many  other people. ' He's quite good at freehand on the blackboard, vividly and easy to understand ( than those french words.....lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3avPmeNGI/AAAAAAAACAM/C3kkNK0o6ag/s1600-h/2008-04-16-19-49-48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 70px; height: 85px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3avPmeNGI/AAAAAAAACAM/C3kkNK0o6ag/s320/2008-04-16-19-49-48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309140040916284514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;XavierGao, a half-native guy, fluent both in chinese and french, he's got loads of fun games to play with us on class. One day at the very beginning, he plays a 5 min audio and let us say the words we caught. French sounds like a language from another weird planet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;at that time&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the only word i caught was 'la place de concorde' what i've read from the loney planet..but the beauty of this game was everybody caught a word,and when we said that out, we got 20 or more... petit a petit, l'oiseau fait son nid. ( every little helps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3aukcU_GI/AAAAAAAACAE/_nbRSZJBpo4/s1600-h/p22962_DSCN0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3aukcU_GI/AAAAAAAACAE/_nbRSZJBpo4/s320/p22962_DSCN0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309140029331012706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wenn, he was the first french guy i talked to, on the first class, he wanted us to have a taste of how nice french was by making a rather long address( Gods knew what he was talking), but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was just like cast pearls before swine, not even a little reaction from we confused audience^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3auaPl1-I/AAAAAAAAB_8/1OuEUrFSoCg/s1600-h/200642815347924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3auaPl1-I/AAAAAAAAB_8/1OuEUrFSoCg/s320/200642815347924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309140026593236962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Mrs.Wang, the first &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;lady&lt;/span&gt; who taught my french, a very gentle, soft, kind lady... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but with a little bit Quebec accent after several years' study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i still remember one day she asked us to make sentences by using the word " Vieux/vieille", the one i made was" Si un jour je serai vieille, je voudrais vivre avec toi."&lt;/span&gt;( i still not sure whether the grammar is totally correct, but the meaning is there),  she appreciated it a lot, saying it was like a poem :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss you guys so much, miss the every minute we spent together, miss every word you taught me......it's been quite a long time, is everything okay?...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-73125946164757951?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/73125946164757951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=73125946164757951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/73125946164757951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/73125946164757951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-french-teachers.html' title='My french teachers'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/Sa3avY79r9I/AAAAAAAACAc/wD4tPzliBvo/s72-c/2008-06-23-17-57-52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-2892642447026108584</id><published>2009-03-02T05:32:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:51:20.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you understand me???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SavySzoficI/AAAAAAAAB_M/EpW0_WWjZeM/s1600-h/116003b5c35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SavySzoficI/AAAAAAAAB_M/EpW0_WWjZeM/s400/116003b5c35.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308602990697875906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you put up with the torment you have to face a hateful, brainless,arrogant,esp. dumb guy for an incredible 60min !! 3600 seconds !! It's like a billion years to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still have to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not his fault, he's a victim on a certain extent...though the idea " see him again? OVER MY DEAD BODY" pops up in my mind again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know i couldn't give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just a kid at the very most. If we 'cast him away", there might well never be a day for him to find the coast and back to us. I don't wanna betray my original idea to be here, to be a teacher, i know clearly what i should insist, what i should stick to, im not a person with that great benevolence, but i know for sure every little helps, once i started ,i don't wanna drop it half way, moreover it's just a little kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For him,  hatred and love and commiseration, interweaved, so complicated... i just wanna see any little change on him, then i know i gain after i pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to see him tomorrow, 3600 seconds, wish time passes quickly as possible.... thats what i should do ,what i should love to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, This HE is one subject involved in my current psychologic experiment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-2892642447026108584?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/2892642447026108584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=2892642447026108584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2892642447026108584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2892642447026108584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-understand-me.html' title='you understand me???'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SavySzoficI/AAAAAAAAB_M/EpW0_WWjZeM/s72-c/116003b5c35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-6582418747598993683</id><published>2009-02-28T15:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T15:54:15.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://player.youku.com/player.php/sid/XNjI2NDYyMjg=/v.swf" quality="high" width="480" height="400" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i different from others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have to be like others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a visible thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 ( Pantene ad in Thailand )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6582418747598993683?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6582418747598993683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6582418747598993683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6582418747598993683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6582418747598993683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_28.html' title='you can shine'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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-5137760153327905622.post-5452531215207084083</id><published>2009-02-28T05:35:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T05:45:55.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>les rois du monde~~~</title><content type='html'>Les rois du monde&lt;br /&gt;世界之王&lt;br /&gt;vivent au sommet&lt;br /&gt;住在世界頂峰&lt;br /&gt;Ils ont la plus belle vue&lt;br /&gt;那兒有最美的景色&lt;br /&gt;mais y'a un mais&lt;br /&gt;但是有個但是&lt;br /&gt;Ils ne savent pas&lt;br /&gt;他們不知道&lt;br /&gt;ce qu'on pense d'eux en bas&lt;br /&gt;在下面的我們如何看待他們&lt;br /&gt;Ils ne savent pas&lt;br /&gt;他們不知道&lt;br /&gt;qu'ici c'est nous les rois&lt;br /&gt;在這裡是我們稱王&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les rois du monde&lt;br /&gt;世界之王&lt;br /&gt;font tout ce qu'ils veulent&lt;br /&gt;做自己想做的事&lt;br /&gt;Ils ont du monde&lt;br /&gt;他們擁有世界&lt;br /&gt;autour d'eux mais ils sont seuls&lt;br /&gt;但是他們孤獨&lt;br /&gt;Dans leurs châteaux là-haut&lt;br /&gt;在高高的城堡裡&lt;br /&gt;ils s'ennuient&lt;br /&gt;他們感到厭煩&lt;br /&gt;Pendant qu'en bas&lt;br /&gt;而在下面&lt;br /&gt;nous on danse toute la nuit&lt;br /&gt;我們整夜跳舞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous on fait l'amour&lt;br /&gt;我們做愛&lt;br /&gt;on vit la vie&lt;br /&gt;我們體驗人生&lt;br /&gt;Jour après jour nuit après nuit&lt;br /&gt;日復一日、夜復一夜&lt;br /&gt;A quoi ça sert d'être sur la terre&lt;br /&gt;如果我們必須卑躬屈膝&lt;br /&gt;Si c'est pour faire nos vies à genoux&lt;br /&gt;那活著還有什麼意義？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sait que le temps c'est comme le vent&lt;br /&gt;我們知道時光飛逝&lt;br /&gt;De vivre y'a que ça d'important&lt;br /&gt;活著，有重要的事要幹&lt;br /&gt;On se fout pas mal de la morale&lt;br /&gt;我們一點也不把道德放在眼裡&lt;br /&gt;On sait bien qu'on fait pas de mal&lt;br /&gt;我們知道我們什麼也沒做錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les rois du monde&lt;br /&gt;世界之王&lt;br /&gt;ont peur de tout&lt;br /&gt;害怕所有的事&lt;br /&gt;C'est qu'ils confondent&lt;br /&gt;他們還會&lt;br /&gt;les chiens et les loups&lt;br /&gt;搞混狗與狼&lt;br /&gt;Ils font des pièges&lt;br /&gt;他們製作了&lt;br /&gt;où ils tomberont un jour&lt;br /&gt;有天自己會掉進去的陷阱&lt;br /&gt;Ils se protègent&lt;br /&gt;他們保護自己&lt;br /&gt;de tout même de l'amour&lt;br /&gt;對抗一切甚至對抗愛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les rois du monde&lt;br /&gt;世界之王&lt;br /&gt;se battent entre eux&lt;br /&gt;他們之間有戰爭&lt;br /&gt;C'est qu'y a de la place&lt;br /&gt;爭著至高無上&lt;br /&gt;mais pour un pas pour deux&lt;br /&gt;但是只給一人的位子&lt;br /&gt;Et nous en bas&lt;br /&gt;但對在下面的我們而言&lt;br /&gt;leur guerre on la fera pas&lt;br /&gt;我們才不打他們的戰爭&lt;br /&gt;On sait même pas pourquoi&lt;br /&gt;我們甚至不知&lt;br /&gt;tout ça c'est jeux de roi&lt;br /&gt; 那種遊戲有什麼意思&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous on fait l'amour&lt;br /&gt;我們做愛&lt;br /&gt;on vit la vie&lt;br /&gt;我們體驗人生&lt;br /&gt;Jour après jour nuit après nuit&lt;br /&gt;日復一日、夜復一夜&lt;br /&gt;A quoi ça sert d'être sur la terre&lt;br /&gt;如果我們必須卑躬屈膝&lt;br /&gt;Si c'est pour faire nos vies à genoux&lt;br /&gt;那活著還有什麼意義？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sait que le temps c'est comme le vent&lt;br /&gt;我們知道時光飛逝&lt;br /&gt;De vivre y'a que ça d'important&lt;br /&gt;活著，有重要的事要幹&lt;br /&gt;On se fout pas mal de la morale&lt;br /&gt;我們一點也不把道德放在眼裡&lt;br /&gt;On sait bien qu'on fait pas de mal&lt;br /&gt;我們知道我們什麼也沒做錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous on fait l'amour&lt;br /&gt;我們做愛&lt;br /&gt;on vit la vie&lt;br /&gt;我們體驗人生&lt;br /&gt;Jour après jour nuit après nuit&lt;br /&gt;日復一日、夜復一夜&lt;br /&gt;A quoi ça sert d'être sur la terre&lt;br /&gt;如果我們必須卑躬屈膝&lt;br /&gt;Si c'est pour faire nos vies à genoux&lt;br /&gt;那活著還有什麼意義？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sait que le temps c'est comme le vent&lt;br /&gt;我們知道時光飛逝&lt;br /&gt;De vivre y'a que ça d'important&lt;br /&gt;活著，有重要的事要幹&lt;br /&gt;On se fout pas mal de la morale&lt;br /&gt;我們一點也不把道德放在眼裡&lt;br /&gt;On sait bien qu'on fait pas de mal&lt;br /&gt;我們知道我們什麼也沒做錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous on fait l'amour&lt;br /&gt;我們做愛&lt;br /&gt;on vit la vie&lt;br /&gt;我們體驗人生&lt;br /&gt;Jour après jour nuit après nuit&lt;br /&gt;日復一日、夜復一夜&lt;br /&gt;A quoi ça sert d'être sur la terre&lt;br /&gt;如果我們必須卑躬屈膝&lt;br /&gt;Si c'est pour faire nos vies à genoux&lt;br /&gt;那活著還有什麼意義？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sait que le temps c'est comme le vent&lt;br /&gt;我們知道時光飛逝&lt;br /&gt;De vivre y'a que ça d'important&lt;br /&gt;活著，有重要的事要幹&lt;br /&gt;On se fout pas mal de la morale&lt;br /&gt;我們一點也不把道德放在眼裡&lt;br /&gt;On sait bien qu'on fait pas de mal&lt;br /&gt;我們知道我們什麼也沒做錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous on fait l'amour&lt;br /&gt;我們做愛&lt;br /&gt;on vit la vie&lt;br /&gt;我們體驗人生&lt;br /&gt;Jour après jour nuit après nuit&lt;br /&gt;日復一日、夜復一夜&lt;br /&gt;A quoi ça sert d'être sur la terre&lt;br /&gt;如果我們必須卑躬屈膝&lt;br /&gt;Si c'est pour faire nos vies à genoux&lt;br /&gt;那活著還有什麼意義？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sait que le temps c'est comme le vent&lt;br /&gt;我們知道時光飛逝&lt;br /&gt;De vivre y'a que ça d'important&lt;br /&gt;活著，有重要的事要幹&lt;br /&gt;On se fout pas mal de la morale&lt;br /&gt;我們一點也不把道德放在眼裡&lt;br /&gt;On sait bien qu'on fait pas de mal&lt;br /&gt;我們知道我們什麼也沒做錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the hungarian version&lt;/strong&gt;: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G6sTVpanXOQ&amp;feature=channel_page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the russian version &lt;/strong&gt;:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvu2N_A02OY&amp;feature=channel_page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the most classical french version, also the original&lt;/strong&gt; one:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U3WgF1zqKHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-5452531215207084083?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/5452531215207084083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=5452531215207084083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5452531215207084083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5452531215207084083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/les-rois-du-monde.html' title='les rois du monde~~~'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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-5137760153327905622.post-9128107268992905634</id><published>2009-02-24T05:40:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:45:12.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when Libra meets AB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaQBlvq4R9I/AAAAAAAAB-s/5J4PUa7VNts/s1600-h/collage16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306368008912390098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaQBlvq4R9I/AAAAAAAAB-s/5J4PUa7VNts/s400/collage16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a Libra with blood type AB....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is said to be a combine for artists....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sociable but i need to be alone ever now and then...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sane enough to know what i should do but pls never push me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite sensitive, a mind-reader at whiles, but tend to veil myself unless to true friends....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good advisor but definitely a bad decision-maker...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dye-in-the-wood completist, though i dont wanna be that way...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I favor the corner places wherever i stay though i enjoy the momentary joy brought by the spotlight on the stage same as well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think much of details, a detail might say the success or ruin the whole...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore anything romantic but i'd rather lead a rational life...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me, a gal got all the qualities of Libra and blood type AB...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;L’harmoniseur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentil avec tous ceux qu’il rencontre. Peut maquiller son esprit. A un charme unique qui lui est propre. Créatif, énergique, et très sociable. Déteste être seul. Pacifique, généreux. Beau et très aimant. Galant. Capitule trop facilement. Procrastinateur. Très naif. &lt;/em&gt; "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-9128107268992905634?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/9128107268992905634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=9128107268992905634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/9128107268992905634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/9128107268992905634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-libra-meets-ab.html' title='when Libra meets AB'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaQBlvq4R9I/AAAAAAAAB-s/5J4PUa7VNts/s72-c/collage16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-4497308346090316856</id><published>2009-02-23T05:18:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:10:49.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think in other ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaKlJO5TW4I/AAAAAAAAB-k/8S1ACXBO4Dk/s1600-h/IMG_2970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaKlJO5TW4I/AAAAAAAAB-k/8S1ACXBO4Dk/s400/IMG_2970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305984889031711618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                    -------- shot in 798 art zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Share some nice words from Carfield :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The way  you face the life , the same way it feeds you back :)        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is not everything , there's Master Card &amp;amp; Visa.&lt;br /&gt;L'argent n'est pas toute-puissant, parfois on a besoin de la carte de credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should love animals, they're so tasty.&lt;br /&gt;On dois aimer les animaux, car ils sont delicieux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the neighbor, but don't get caught.&lt;br /&gt;Aime la voisine, mais ne fait pas son mari le savoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save water , shower with your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Economie l'eau, prends un bain avec ta petite amie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-4497308346090316856?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/4497308346090316856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=4497308346090316856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/4497308346090316856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/4497308346090316856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/think-in-other-ways.html' title='Think in other ways'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaKlJO5TW4I/AAAAAAAAB-k/8S1ACXBO4Dk/s72-c/IMG_2970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-5012816795711656857</id><published>2009-02-22T00:25:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:50:05.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaEMc9u_7fI/AAAAAAAAB-c/86ftEH3dmfs/s1600-h/SDC10619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305535527766715890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaEMc9u_7fI/AAAAAAAAB-c/86ftEH3dmfs/s400/SDC10619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ?? see that? quite familiar a figure? ... my website from my roommate's machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaEMc_dDFqI/AAAAAAAAB-U/RF76FM01eOY/s1600-h/kdi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305535528228296354" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaEMc_dDFqI/AAAAAAAAB-U/RF76FM01eOY/s400/kdi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomorrow'll be the reunion day for me and my 23 kids :) , but little MissGao still has no idea what should be done for the class... so see what, i've got my hands full to do some prep..... i'm seeing you tomorrow, my kids.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaEMcoPF8QI/AAAAAAAAB-M/wPV1d2DWFnY/s1600-h/collage15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305535521995747586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 250px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaEMcoPF8QI/AAAAAAAAB-M/wPV1d2DWFnY/s400/collage15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a weird body-built expert said, as long as you could pinch any part of your up to 1cm, that means you need to get rid of this fat....??!!!!!  Is he a mental to say so?? coz any part of my body can be pinched up to at least 1cm!!! ( so shame to say so...), except the forehead or some skin-and-bone part..... but anyway, i've piled up a nice bit of fat this winter....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pants are usually a smart way to test whether i've gained any weight... you might be sensitive enough to sense the change ,but it is me who gains the weight , so i know quite well where it is and how serious the situation is :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So another new semester's resolution will definitely be 'body-built'.... at least yoga or body balance training are not so hard to stick to .... when you see me next time, i want my span-new figure will blow your mind acutely ........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time tells....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-5012816795711656857?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/5012816795711656857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=5012816795711656857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5012816795711656857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5012816795711656857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-day-back-to-school.html' title='My first day back to school'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SaEMc9u_7fI/AAAAAAAAB-c/86ftEH3dmfs/s72-c/SDC10619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-6588219902896680875</id><published>2009-02-20T19:41:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:39:04.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spark inside the skull</title><content type='html'>The tragedy of life is that it ends too soon, but that we wait so long to begin it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try to do the extra mile at work but my boss finds me and brings me back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know hard work never killed anyone, but why chance it??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend to work , they pretend to pay me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If at first you don't succeed, redefine success...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work fascinates me : i could sit and watch it for hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A babysitter is an teenager pretending to be an adult while the adults are out pretending to be teenagers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids in the back seat cause accidents, accidents in the back seat cause kids....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A balanced diet is having as much dark chocolate as white...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always borrow money from pessimists-- they never expect it back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enough money for the rest of my life, as long as i pass away next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember you are unique, just like everyone else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows what to do in life but they don't do what they know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tell the truth , you don't have to remember anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better to remain silent and let people think you are stupid rather than speak and remove all doubt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6588219902896680875?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6588219902896680875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6588219902896680875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6588219902896680875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6588219902896680875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/spark-inside-skull.html' title='Spark inside the skull'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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-5137760153327905622.post-8666270072342443450</id><published>2009-02-20T04:35:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T06:34:37.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports stars i was once pretty into......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6ku917_zI/AAAAAAAAB-E/xB7XK95FvYw/s1600-h/U2132P6T12D3786764F44DT20080716112510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304858537870753586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6ku917_zI/AAAAAAAAB-E/xB7XK95FvYw/s400/U2132P6T12D3786764F44DT20080716112510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Davenport, no need to say, a veteran tennis player esp. around 2000...i've been looked as a totally wack as i fan her a lot....have no idea what's wrong with her?? a little bit on the heavy side?? or seemingly as an old lady?? lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kuu9HhJI/AAAAAAAAB98/5KzWgFzp9WQ/s1600-h/sl080123001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304858533874336914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kuu9HhJI/AAAAAAAAB98/5KzWgFzp9WQ/s400/sl080123001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tsonga, you might have no idea about him, he's a tennis rookie with both France and Congo descent....looks like a french Ali???? If even he was being played low upon by Thatcher's daughter who called him "golliwog", he said he was quite proud of the blood of African..... i love him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kuqPFQCI/AAAAAAAAB90/0Mu9twtif7s/s1600-h/ka-060216-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304858532607508514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kuqPFQCI/AAAAAAAAB90/0Mu9twtif7s/s400/ka-060216-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first guy, Satoru TERAO, a japanese short track speed skater, i could say for sure most of you might have not once noticed him, the skaters in his time were all retired but him......his figure would still magnetize me whenever on the rink:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kuABlyUI/AAAAAAAAB9s/lcDFH4KtMNc/s1600-h/15154157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304858521276631362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kuABlyUI/AAAAAAAAB9s/lcDFH4KtMNc/s400/15154157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rye Seung-min, though being called as the nightmare of the chinese players, i still fan him quite a lot....the devotion, the enthusiasm, the king spirit.... that's what i seek for , and also the bread-and-butter quality for a man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kt3vJaQI/AAAAAAAAB9k/D-0GoV36JM4/s1600-h/Img255942074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304858519051790594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kt3vJaQI/AAAAAAAAB9k/D-0GoV36JM4/s400/Img255942074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bingyu Wang, the team leader of chinese women curling, also the king spirit and the everlasting staidness inspired me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kHzY-mcI/AAAAAAAAB9c/ZHPnGirSMRA/s1600-h/061724018abf791e1c95833b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304857865050036674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kHzY-mcI/AAAAAAAAB9c/ZHPnGirSMRA/s400/061724018abf791e1c95833b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uchimura Kohei , a japanese gymnast, a rookie as well, with a baby face and sweet smile, but with great ambitious as saying the future of japan gymnastics will be led by him !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kH__crcI/AAAAAAAAB9U/CozfNqlrV-8/s1600-h/12326298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304857868432616898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kH__crcI/AAAAAAAAB9U/CozfNqlrV-8/s400/12326298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liukin , lol, everybody know her, uh?? Her serenity and dignity have made her the focus of the spotlight not only her attractive appearance as being a knockout for many guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kH_DkwxI/AAAAAAAAB9M/KttCZmxbrY4/s1600-h/609bfb0339fa22fb08fa93bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304857868181488402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kH_DkwxI/AAAAAAAAB9M/KttCZmxbrY4/s400/609bfb0339fa22fb08fa93bc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hua Tian, a 20-year-old boy who gave up the British nationality only to fight for china in the olympic games.....he is the most handsome guy on the way he seeks his dream....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kHqFWgEI/AAAAAAAAB9E/EP0qJ5LYNsE/s1600-h/4a56190f44e732e70ef8f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304857862551797826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kHqFWgEI/AAAAAAAAB9E/EP0qJ5LYNsE/s400/4a56190f44e732e70ef8f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mikeal Chang, when i was little ,he was my idol... i begun to know what is called never gave up and what is persistence.... he's got married lately , good luch for him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kHnLP8PI/AAAAAAAAB88/Gzv6ib7GaBA/s1600-h/xin_20208051721212032160112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304857861771227378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6kHnLP8PI/AAAAAAAAB88/Gzv6ib7GaBA/s400/xin_20208051721212032160112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shawn Johnson, quite famous uh?? so no need to say more about her, the self-confidence from her radiated the whole stadium wherever she goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say i was once much into these guys, coz i got a lot from them which i treat as the precious quality i seek for all the time.... some of them are handsome, pretty while some are quite common, but they got all some certain quality that magnetizes me tightly, sometimes it is even hard to say what it is clearly but i know for sure this kinds spirit spurs me on from time to time..... and i am powerless to get rid of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They possess the stuff i don't have or say lack of, the stuff i dream of owning all the time.... the stuff i'll never get unless undertaking years of tough anneal..... but i feel nice or say fortunate as i know fairly what i want, the spirit will definitely impel me on the way lying ahead of me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got an idol same as well??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-8666270072342443450?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/8666270072342443450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=8666270072342443450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/8666270072342443450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/8666270072342443450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/sports-star-i-was-once-pretty-into.html' title='sports stars i was once pretty into......'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZ6ku917_zI/AAAAAAAAB-E/xB7XK95FvYw/s72-c/U2132P6T12D3786764F44DT20080716112510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-6902350279658384522</id><published>2009-02-16T18:49:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:07:33.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's snowing!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZop7_9HrsI/AAAAAAAAB80/lP44hTfLJns/s1600-h/æ¼å¾çéª.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303597621938990786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZop7_9HrsI/AAAAAAAAB80/lP44hTfLJns/s400/%E6%8B%BC%E5%9B%BE%E7%9C%8B%E9%9B%AA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZol4-O_KbI/AAAAAAAAB8s/PRNyFHjEmA4/s1600-h/æ‹¼å›¾çœ‹é›ª.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first snow in this winter finally come... though a little bit soft ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Skin on my face could always be the barometer of the air humidity, as i kept finding its dryness, i was even on the verge of being driven to sleep hugging a humidifier :0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing special this week, the only sad thing was i'v got to back to school.... want to end days like that earlier while still fearing of opening the brand new page of life waiting forwardly......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, wherever you go, there you are..........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6902350279658384522?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6902350279658384522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6902350279658384522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6902350279658384522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6902350279658384522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s snowing!!!!'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZop7_9HrsI/AAAAAAAAB80/lP44hTfLJns/s72-c/%E6%8B%BC%E5%9B%BE%E7%9C%8B%E9%9B%AA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-5782802569101707115</id><published>2009-02-12T17:40:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:05:11.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to TJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZTP_B9V9qI/AAAAAAAAB8k/2ESKYJFQ74E/s1600-h/collage10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302091343086352034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZTP_B9V9qI/AAAAAAAAB8k/2ESKYJFQ74E/s400/collage10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The inter-city train from BJ to TJ took altogether 30min and covered 113.544 km...it's too good to be true as the last time ( four years ago) it took me almost 2 hours to cover the same journey....the train speed kept at around 330km/h and got you a roomy space to stretch your legs ( that's the chief beauty of the train) ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZTP_JKW_MI/AAAAAAAAB8c/RM84nCoq_xQ/s1600-h/collage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302091345019993282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZTP_JKW_MI/AAAAAAAAB8c/RM84nCoq_xQ/s400/collage13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Typical architecture style in WuDaDao sightseeing street, altogether 22 roads with a total length of 17km and an area of 1.28 square kilometers....over 2000 garden-style villas built in 1920--30 by different countries :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZTPqUh0k4I/AAAAAAAAB8U/XiU_FZdWlcQ/s1600-h/collage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302090987293938562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZTPqUh0k4I/AAAAAAAAB8U/XiU_FZdWlcQ/s400/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me and me and me who definitely added the beauty to this lovely city:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-5782802569101707115?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/5782802569101707115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=5782802569101707115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5782802569101707115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5782802569101707115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='Trip to TJ'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SZTP_B9V9qI/AAAAAAAAB8k/2ESKYJFQ74E/s72-c/collage10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-3763937918006787480</id><published>2009-02-08T02:06:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:57:36.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 02-08-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SY6vJ0DgPMI/AAAAAAAABwE/_fRxDmkFpaY/s1600-h/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300366394588675266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SY6vJ0DgPMI/AAAAAAAABwE/_fRxDmkFpaY/s400/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first trip in the National Theater, a concert of Johann Strauß's collection... many of my favorite tracks, you may all know like "Tritsch-Tratsch-Polka", "Kaiser-Walzer"......say that i could even be able to sense one subtle mistake in any measure, donnot need to take a great leap of imagination to see me having this skill, coz it's not due to my talent in music( i'm a big fat zero actually), but as a result of millions of touch, you're potty about its rhythm, listen to it a thousand time definitely won't bother you ^_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SY6vJn5HPLI/AAAAAAAABv8/M9mny5Na2r0/s1600-h/change.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300366391323868338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SY6vJn5HPLI/AAAAAAAABv8/M9mny5Na2r0/s400/change.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i must say sth about this pair of earrings, what you see actually are my 'affectionate' ones （a little bit high-sounding?), you know what, they practically are the first pair of earrings i bought myself!! But it was today , one of them went near to say goodbye to me!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found my seat in the concert hall, took off my coat and saw the concertmaster leading they all to attune, then all at once, my hand touched one ear by chance, no earring??!!! I felt in my bones that i wore it this morning, but where was it then ???? The concert is about to start in just 5 minutes, many guys came and went passing me, it was too hard to find it i knew...i took my coat to see if i could shake it off, but in vain...i almost took off my sweater to check whether it was in some corner( lol, not really, it just made me crazy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then suddenly, when i looked down my seat, i saw them!!! They were lying on the floor quietly as having no idea what happened.... the moment i found them was just like the moment mum found the kid getting lost.... they looking at you gently as two babies in a cradle....no matter how much you love them was not enough....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, anyway, they were back, and i took this picture for them :) You probably think i am a mental to say all those above, but i lost one necklace i treasure sooo much two months ago and i know how you'll feel when you know it's impossible to see sth you love any longer :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay let's call it a day..... wish the Fortune's wheel keep up favoring me and good luck you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-3763937918006787480?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/3763937918006787480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=3763937918006787480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3763937918006787480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3763937918006787480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-trip-in-national-theater-concert.html' title='My 02-08-2009'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SY6vJ0DgPMI/AAAAAAAABwE/_fRxDmkFpaY/s72-c/collage8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-508971600580049784</id><published>2009-02-07T03:08:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:16:21.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will be there for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SY1s4do6EwI/AAAAAAAABv0/Fk3PDB-1XyE/s1600-h/friends.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SY1s4do6EwI/AAAAAAAABv0/Fk3PDB-1XyE/s400/friends.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300012053769622274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just finish the final end of 'Friends',  cried my eyes out once again,  to count how many times it is probably be out of the question... The first time i glanced at these six guys, they only impressed me as being a bunch of plain buddies making up to the audience, making those kinda 'silly' japes...together with tons of canned laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's evidently too hard for me to say goodbye to this sweet group,  i already set myself part of them, sharing their joy, sadness, anxiety, expectation... and those everyday stuff....i love each lovely flaw they got, they're sooo cute!! I've read so many comments about this TV series and i also see that had been the rage for  quite a long time,  but only until you went through the everyday life with them then you can feel the its charm inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment Phoebe holding three babies she just gave birth to for her brother......the moment when Monica said' i never thought i could be so lucky to meet you'.....the moment Joey backing to the house but Chandler no longer there any more and he thought of the happy time they once together.....the moment Chandler gave the battle to Phoebe's  ' fake flirtation' and spoke out ' Because i love Monica' then M came out .....the moment Ross finally realized how important Paris was to Rachel and said' You should go'......the moment Joey fell in love with Rachel, coz never saw him so serious..... the moment Rachel left the plane and appeared at Ross's house.... the moment Joey kept the chicken/duck and said' now you have a reason to come visit' but Chandler said ' i think there may be another reason'.... the moment they all took out the house's keys and put them on the table coz they no longer the owner of it...... and the last moment when they all gone, the empty room, the room once filled with laughter, filled with everlasting love......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many these touching moments,  i'm so sentimental a gal,  not easy for me to say those many rational words, i was deeply touched and no logic in my mind....  i didn't see that TV series only as being a good material for learning English or just for fun, the love around every corner in the life, between hubby and wife, between siblings..... and the optimism of the unknown future.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the faith that we are together that really counts but not others....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, the theme song " I will be there for you"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no one told you life was gonna be this way [four claps]&lt;br /&gt;Your job's a  joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A*.&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're always stuck  in second gear&lt;br /&gt;When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even  your year&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;but I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;(When the rain starts to  pour)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;(Like I've been there before)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be  there for you&lt;br /&gt;('Cause you're there for me too )&lt;br /&gt;Then, the extended  version continues with:&lt;br /&gt;You're still in bed at ten and work began at eight&lt;br /&gt;You've burned your breakfast; so far , things are going great&lt;br /&gt;Your  mother warned you there'd be days like these&lt;br /&gt;But she didn't tell when the  world has brought you down to your knees&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;but I'll be there for  you&lt;br /&gt;(When the rain starts to pour)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;(Like I've  been there before )&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;('Cause you're there for me  too )&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;No one could ever know me, no one could ever see me&lt;br /&gt;Seems you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me&lt;br /&gt;Someone to  face the day with, make it through all the rest with&lt;br /&gt;Someone I'll always  laugh with&lt;br /&gt;Even at my worst, I'm best with you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;It's like  you're always stuck in second gear&lt;br /&gt;When it hasn't been your day, your week,  your month, or even your year, but&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;but I'U be there for you&lt;br /&gt;(When the rain starts to pour)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;(Like I've been  there before)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;('Cause you're there for me too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, i will be there for you......can you hear me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-508971600580049784?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/508971600580049784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=508971600580049784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/508971600580049784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/508971600580049784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-be-there-for-you.html' title='I will be there for you'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SY1s4do6EwI/AAAAAAAABv0/Fk3PDB-1XyE/s72-c/friends.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-580225530559096777</id><published>2009-02-05T18:33:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:45:48.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYuiKKhEEPI/AAAAAAAABvs/29FpyYFwonM/s1600-h/èˆžè¹ˆå›¢åº†åŠŸå®´.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299507682036945138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYuiKKhEEPI/AAAAAAAABvs/29FpyYFwonM/s400/%E8%88%9E%E8%B9%88%E5%9B%A2%E5%BA%86%E5%8A%9F%E5%AE%B4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Slouching in my chair, see a japanese TV series which i first saw 5 years ago... but actually could cried my eyes out again and again though was quite up on the plots, what's going to happen next moment, even some of the lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'To bow' is quite familiar to see in their daily life, even if the one you bow out to has already gone for quite a while , the 'seems-pure-hearted' guy would keep the same gesture until he feels it is enough:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i could remember, the only indelible bow i see was 3 years ago from one guide in my dance group, those rough and chirrupy days were imprinted in my memory and no one could erase it. The bow i talked happened every time after the rehearsal, we cursed the guide million times as no one got the pep to do one more time, but the moment he bowed to us and said" Thanks you all", it was exactly in that split moment, we felt what was called a kinda 'spirit', a spirit you wouldn't get unless you once felt the pain but didn't quit, a spirit that made you willing to do even more, a spirit entitled you to be part of sth. you loved, a spirit, one could last forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the picture of we all on a celebrate-dinner after a dance competition in April, 2006, i looked quite different in this picture from me in the recent ones, but anyway, it was a period of priceless memory that will cherish in our mind for all time, each one of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYuiJ8dX3nI/AAAAAAAABvk/0tMFMLpUg-k/s1600-h/SDC10439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299507678263369330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYuiJ8dX3nI/AAAAAAAABvk/0tMFMLpUg-k/s400/SDC10439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The another one was a picture of the shoes i once used and treasured up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYuiJ8ECmAI/AAAAAAAABvc/dmLuAR8liko/s1600-h/121589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299507678157117442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYuiJ8ECmAI/AAAAAAAABvc/dmLuAR8liko/s400/121589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a still from the japanese TV series i mentioned above, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Majo No Jouken " ( Forbbiden love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leading actor/actress: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hideaki Takizawa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matsashima Nanako ( the japanese actress i favour a lot ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-580225530559096777?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/580225530559096777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=580225530559096777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/580225530559096777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/580225530559096777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/02/slouching-in-my-chair-see-japanese-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYuiKKhEEPI/AAAAAAAABvs/29FpyYFwonM/s72-c/%E8%88%9E%E8%B9%88%E5%9B%A2%E5%BA%86%E5%8A%9F%E5%AE%B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-698918116680022774</id><published>2009-01-31T01:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:48:34.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whirligig of fate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYQYHpRuyaI/AAAAAAAABu8/FRCHuLSTEJ8/s1600-h/SDC10348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYQYHpRuyaI/AAAAAAAABu8/FRCHuLSTEJ8/s400/SDC10348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297385581312919970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To say that the ox  has just taken the post, my year of fate( the rat one)  is finally gone... longed for this day for quite a while as it is said to be ill-fated in the year of one's own animal sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's obviously not weird to say one prays every day, not for a good luck ,but actually not to be dog-ass, that's enough... that's me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was an ordinary year, no miracle but many nice and warm moments  lasting on and on for me to get a even better aftertaste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that the year after your year of fate will mostly be a lucky one that God will favour you a lot ^_^  That'll be great!!  Do not cop on me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what i'll say this same moment next year, see if i will be favoured by the whirligig fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all  a lucky dog too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-698918116680022774?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/698918116680022774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=698918116680022774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/698918116680022774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/698918116680022774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/whirligig-of-fate.html' title='whirligig of fate'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYQYHpRuyaI/AAAAAAAABu8/FRCHuLSTEJ8/s72-c/SDC10348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-4502816274284941983</id><published>2009-01-30T02:32:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T02:50:52.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snack'/><title type='text'>night snacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYLaagKLyzI/AAAAAAAABrc/RrLWNlLHcZU/s1600-h/fake+bread.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYLaagKLyzI/AAAAAAAABrc/RrLWNlLHcZU/s400/fake+bread.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297036260585229106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My snacks taken in the late night... a bottle of cereal drink and a ....fake bread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYLaaT6smGI/AAAAAAAABrU/r-3flPpIDWA/s1600-h/snacks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYLaaT6smGI/AAAAAAAABrU/r-3flPpIDWA/s400/snacks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297036257299044450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay add another bar of chocolate...... fake again??..... you got it !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-4502816274284941983?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/4502816274284941983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=4502816274284941983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/4502816274284941983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/4502816274284941983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-snacks.html' title='night snacks'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYLaagKLyzI/AAAAAAAABrc/RrLWNlLHcZU/s72-c/fake+bread.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-6011431716359221940</id><published>2009-01-28T18:33:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:00:35.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO  SMOKING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYEWAdjusdI/AAAAAAAABq0/3CNksrgJwBY/s1600-h/SDC10313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296538833954714066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYEWAdjusdI/AAAAAAAABq0/3CNksrgJwBY/s400/SDC10313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYEWAeFOR8I/AAAAAAAABqs/14bsnaIaHS4/s1600-h/SDC10314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296538834095196098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYEWAeFOR8I/AAAAAAAABqs/14bsnaIaHS4/s400/SDC10314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYEV_69f67I/AAAAAAAABqk/sLGUzyrYISY/s1600-h/SDC10319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296538824667556786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYEV_69f67I/AAAAAAAABqk/sLGUzyrYISY/s400/SDC10319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No matter how creasy my face turned out to be, there's still a thing called 'curiosity' gleamingly emerged in your mind ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why it looks like that? How it turns out to be that? Will there be sth. hidden inside waiting for you to unveil?......This 'evergreen' desire to know those fancy,unknown stuff hovered in your mind from time to time keep the life always be different. It makes your life less boring, but more fun ^_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No people around me smoke, so not easy to find a cigarette nearby. Before that i even cannot figure out which part is the so-called filter tip, lol, anyway, got lots of fun while taking it apart... u able to tell the quality by smelling it? may only a heavy smoker could do that ...??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the point is , shown in the last picture, no smoking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6011431716359221940?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6011431716359221940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6011431716359221940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6011431716359221940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6011431716359221940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-matter-how-creasy-my-face-turned-out.html' title='NO  SMOKING'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SYEWAdjusdI/AAAAAAAABq0/3CNksrgJwBY/s72-c/SDC10313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-7365706501800982890</id><published>2009-01-27T17:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:07:44.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Is there a tune ever can touch the nostalgia chord in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It recurs the days gone for ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It relights the heartthrob you thought would never back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brings back your erstwhile companions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazingly sets the clock backwards for years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It mystically joints you and a stranger nearby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, it softly takes your tears away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://news.sohu.com/player/20080805/Main.swf" flashvars="type=Singleton&amp;amp;domain=inner&amp;amp;skin=0&amp;amp;flv=http://data.vod.sohu.com/20090126/b417cb11-a907-4acf-84c0-99501b616fb3V.flv&amp;amp;cover=&amp;amp;autoPlay=false&amp;amp;recommend=http://s.sohu.com/v_tuijian.html&amp;amp;pageUrl=http://v.sohu.com/20090126/n261949763.shtml" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="420" width="510"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-7365706501800982890?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/7365706501800982890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=7365706501800982890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7365706501800982890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7365706501800982890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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-5137760153327905622.post-3930464412826638177</id><published>2009-01-24T20:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:52:57.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish you all a warm new year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXvvluFGxaI/AAAAAAAABqc/nQM1wjzRns8/s1600-h/IMG0237A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXvvluFGxaI/AAAAAAAABqc/nQM1wjzRns8/s200/IMG0237A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295089218207794594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXvvljIb4hI/AAAAAAAABqU/WWmBtPbsBiw/s1600-h/IMG0240A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXvvljIb4hI/AAAAAAAABqU/WWmBtPbsBiw/s200/IMG0240A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295089215268971026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXvvlth7CVI/AAAAAAAABqM/50Nv8EUNMIg/s1600-h/IMG0241A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXvvlth7CVI/AAAAAAAABqM/50Nv8EUNMIg/s200/IMG0241A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295089218060224850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXvvljAs8vI/AAAAAAAABqE/QFltQ3pYX9Q/s1600-h/IMG0239A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXvvljAs8vI/AAAAAAAABqE/QFltQ3pYX9Q/s200/IMG0239A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295089215236535026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see these little kids? something weird? different from other kids you've ever seen, yeah???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are orphans... abandoned by their parents to be precise... the leading reason of being abandoned is their inborn disease...cleft lip &amp;amp; cleft palate... or mental retardation...anyway, they're not common kids, they have this or that "limitation"...they even didn't get the chance to see how their parents look like then fortune's wheel took them here--- Angel's home ( a kindergarten in my living community), it's a non-profit organization promoted by several kind ladies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warm little home entirely covered only no more than 70&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;m&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  , with 4 or 5 nannies.... when my friend and i were welcomed in, i could see this simply decorated house was full of joyment ( though i know the suffering behind it), it was their dinner time,  nanny fed them with tiny lovely bowls and the house was overflew with the fragrance of rice ... they each had a baby walker, a nanny told me those all were donated by kind-hearted people, they got the info. on net and came by to do what they can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.smiletrain.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter it is  a babywalker or diapers  or even some baby tissues... i think they can feel the love from we strangers...  well actually , to cure their disease as soon as possible counts more, as the 'smile train fund' is spread in most cities in china, for better consideration, for the long run in their future lives, that is the best way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it should definitely be a joyful day  as the lunar new year is coming in 11 hours, but it is them, the vulnerable group, do need more care....&lt;span style="font-size: 15pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-3930464412826638177?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/3930464412826638177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=3930464412826638177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3930464412826638177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3930464412826638177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/wish-you-all-warm-new-year.html' title='wish you all a warm new year...'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXvvluFGxaI/AAAAAAAABqc/nQM1wjzRns8/s72-c/IMG0237A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-5612800329045557926</id><published>2009-01-21T23:51:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:59:00.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I FEAR WHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXgl2r_ZKeI/AAAAAAAABpc/lE6RNMQbFeE/s1600-h/IMG_3594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294022983425796578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXgl2r_ZKeI/AAAAAAAABpc/lE6RNMQbFeE/s400/IMG_3594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A NOTEBOOK I BOUGHT IN A NEARBY STATIONERY SHOP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see what is said on the cover? here it is :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;"I AM PRINCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I FEAR WHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Girls always look on themselves as proud princess, with the exception of a small number of either extremely ugly or exceedingly smart ones."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lol......&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/5137760153327905622-5612800329045557926?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/5612800329045557926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=5612800329045557926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5612800329045557926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5612800329045557926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-fear-who.html' title='I FEAR WHO'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXgl2r_ZKeI/AAAAAAAABpc/lE6RNMQbFeE/s72-c/IMG_3594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-6921716680199812421</id><published>2009-01-19T01:08:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:18:00.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sculpture'/><title type='text'>weird sculpture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDqou2uiI/AAAAAAAABpU/vWjTtLRuMkw/s1600-h/IMG_3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDqou2uiI/AAAAAAAABpU/vWjTtLRuMkw/s400/IMG_3617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292929861834684962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what are they doing??? ( can u see me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDqM8sAYI/AAAAAAAABpM/6STPRukVY-M/s1600-h/IMG_3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDqM8sAYI/AAAAAAAABpM/6STPRukVY-M/s400/IMG_3619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292929854376509826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;woow....i am so shy..... ( lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDqHSx4GI/AAAAAAAABpE/fwgtV2QvaX0/s1600-h/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+IMG_3628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDqHSx4GI/AAAAAAAABpE/fwgtV2QvaX0/s400/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+IMG_3628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292929852858556514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pocket belle....lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDpz7lI3I/AAAAAAAABo8/RRtZg9_eBt4/s1600-h/IMG_3608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDpz7lI3I/AAAAAAAABo8/RRtZg9_eBt4/s400/IMG_3608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292929847660979058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;naked family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDpr2aasI/AAAAAAAABo0/YsrxKXTS-FI/s1600-h/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+IMG_3625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDpr2aasI/AAAAAAAABo0/YsrxKXTS-FI/s400/%E6%97%8B%E8%BD%AC+IMG_3625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292929845491821250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish no one was looking at me from the buildings behind..... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6921716680199812421?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6921716680199812421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6921716680199812421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6921716680199812421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6921716680199812421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/weird-sculpture.html' title='weird sculpture'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SXRDqou2uiI/AAAAAAAABpU/vWjTtLRuMkw/s72-c/IMG_3617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-7601417136235311169</id><published>2009-01-15T07:12:00.011-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T07:53:05.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='same'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name'/><title type='text'>have u met the SAME NAME????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SW9SiCMqdDI/AAAAAAAABns/J2CY1jiVVTg/s1600-h/same+name.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291538831842636850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SW9SiCMqdDI/AAAAAAAABns/J2CY1jiVVTg/s400/same+name.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The postgraduate entrance exam took place last weekend, i saw this name sheet put up on the notice board around the main plaza, and saw this COGNOMINAL gal........ the moment..... not easy to picture well and truly but still pretty excited..... it drove you to image if we meet one day, okay the one in front of you , actually get the same name with you!! no matter how he/she acts, his/her voice sounds like crow or cuckoo.. you two share the SAME NAME！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most fabulous thing is, the next day, i found there stood two more notice boards with also countless names.... i passed by and suddenly an old guy jump into my eyes, this time it is a HE!!!!, the same name with me &lt;strong&gt;......awful a pity my camera was not with me!! and my grandpa-level cellphone cannot shoot... or you could see two pictures :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was no doubt a funny experience, i once crashed into a posts bar naming "gaoyan", and shocked to see so many guys sharing this name....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have u got the same experience??? i guess some of you will say 'yeah' but some not...... is your name probably be shared also by both garcon or fille? ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-7601417136235311169?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/7601417136235311169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=7601417136235311169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7601417136235311169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7601417136235311169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-u-met-same-name.html' title='have u met the SAME NAME????'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SW9SiCMqdDI/AAAAAAAABns/J2CY1jiVVTg/s72-c/same+name.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-1036987871150433835</id><published>2009-01-14T00:23:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T01:14:39.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is inside my bag....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SW2l03ZvQLI/AAAAAAAABnk/g7nDI75l0cE/s1600-h/IMG_3563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291067464873885874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SW2l03ZvQLI/AAAAAAAABnk/g7nDI75l0cE/s400/IMG_3563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SW2hWq06F6I/AAAAAAAABnc/tvnvF4gnN8c/s1600-h/IMG_3351.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not a sooo boring topic? Hope so....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see lulu's blog and got this funny idea .. okay see what i 'fish out' from my bag... lol.. have a nice afternoon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) red notebook is for keeping down trivia everyday and  new words  i donno come up every moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) hand cream...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) E-dictionary( need it all day long,wish it's not a kinda "occupational disease...so serious word!!)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) snacks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) purse( very heavy !! okay calm down..just coz loads of coins there lol)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) gum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) eyedrop....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) a so-called vietnamese oil quite useful when you're light in the head.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9)mirror....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) perfume( a very classical one, the smell drives you crazy but won't burn a hole in your purse,recommended by dongdong)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) mp4(my last one, and most costly one....i miss u so much,where are u now?? :(...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) keys( see that key ring, a meneating tribesman, a friend bought from Indonesia, i like it though not so girlish...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) camera.. take down every valuable moment.. hi, buddy! you are in my pix... ^_*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) IC card to squeeze in the bus, subway...of course it works in taxi too, but cost too much, lol....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) Student card, used in dinning hall, hospital, library, dorm, or even you want to get some water to drink......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16) Cellphone, very old fashioned but worked pretty well no matter how you treat it...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17) two lipsticks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18) hair pins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19)tissue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see what kinda a person i am? that is me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-1036987871150433835?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/1036987871150433835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=1036987871150433835' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1036987871150433835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1036987871150433835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-inside-my-bag.html' title='what is inside my bag....'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SW2l03ZvQLI/AAAAAAAABnk/g7nDI75l0cE/s72-c/IMG_3563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-423702774675519011</id><published>2009-01-13T01:50:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:30:55.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doodle in the evening of a Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWxl9Hfeb2I/AAAAAAAABnU/KmIDEhZbaoM/s1600-h/gy11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290715762910981986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWxl9Hfeb2I/AAAAAAAABnU/KmIDEhZbaoM/s320/gy11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (when i was little)&lt;br /&gt;Did i know many years later, everybody has to fight for the daily bread and butter? have to consider where the next meal is from? Life is like a game of chess, i hold my chessman but donno where to put them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWxl82_zQ2I/AAAAAAAABnM/3duEIPWBmBQ/s1600-h/IMG_3541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290715758483161954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWxl82_zQ2I/AAAAAAAABnM/3duEIPWBmBQ/s320/IMG_3541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (pix shot in the subway, yesterday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time i step onto and walk across this huge , shining chessboard,  it recalls me the precious childhood days... have i fulfill everybody's expectation all the way long ? did i fail the hope everybody pin on me? did i let them down?. did i do well in the chess game? ....but life is not completely as playing chess as we cannot come back again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWxl85PLMwI/AAAAAAAABnE/MlmY-37ghWc/s1600-h/DSCN2278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290715759084516098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWxl85PLMwI/AAAAAAAABnE/MlmY-37ghWc/s320/DSCN2278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (pix shot in Summer Palace in 2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, change the angle to view those 'be-used-to' things, you might find many things have their hidden sides or say that might accidentally open a brand-new door of the fiddle-faddle life....who knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWxl8TzVsCI/AAAAAAAABm8/WONrdvQOvy8/s1600-h/IMG_3243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290715749035651106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWxl8TzVsCI/AAAAAAAABm8/WONrdvQOvy8/s320/IMG_3243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (pix shot on the ceiling of the place where i worked last year)&lt;br /&gt;Surely someday you might find the superman in your life.... as when i looked up my head and see.... in a snug afternoon...... have u found your superman??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-423702774675519011?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/423702774675519011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=423702774675519011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/423702774675519011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/423702774675519011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/doodle-in-evening-of-tuesday.html' title='Doodle in the evening of a Tuesday...'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWxl9Hfeb2I/AAAAAAAABnU/KmIDEhZbaoM/s72-c/gy11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-7890294277745042607</id><published>2009-01-09T18:18:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:30:11.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spicy..hot..pot..whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgIKnhLiVI/AAAAAAAABmY/3HX4m74ZvFE/s1600-h/IMG_3440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289486740846512466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgIKnhLiVI/AAAAAAAABmY/3HX4m74ZvFE/s320/IMG_3440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Sichuan Restaurant near XiDan, we ordered beef, asparagus,omasum, chicken wing, dried toufu(?)... they fried them together with typical SiChuan pepper...... soooooo hoooooot but hit the spot ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgIKRDgzNI/AAAAAAAABmQ/AJlwubanQn0/s1600-h/IMG_3468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289486734816496850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgIKRDgzNI/AAAAAAAABmQ/AJlwubanQn0/s320/IMG_3468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Afterwards.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgIKAwX_NI/AAAAAAAABmI/TESg6m9NHak/s1600-h/IMG_3444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289486730441260242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgIKAwX_NI/AAAAAAAABmI/TESg6m9NHak/s320/IMG_3444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and dongdong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgIJ6myPII/AAAAAAAABmA/K_N2tWLv_TY/s1600-h/IMG_3448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289486728790424706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgIJ6myPII/AAAAAAAABmA/K_N2tWLv_TY/s320/IMG_3448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was not a nice move that we ordered juice rather than milk, esp. the juice was hot!!! Pepper met with hot water.....cool.....lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHcurgVkI/AAAAAAAABl4/A0HDvAoaF1Q/s1600-h/IMG_3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289485952494884418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHcurgVkI/AAAAAAAABl4/A0HDvAoaF1Q/s320/IMG_3488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dongdong's hand was the free dessert offered by a 'transvestite' waiter ( sorry to say so, but comments about this restaurant on Internet all stood on my side).... The dessert was great, special kinda gruel made of corn added sugar.. yummy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHcYwCyVI/AAAAAAAABlw/2X5WuwaklY0/s1600-h/IMG_3508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289485946608339282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHcYwCyVI/AAAAAAAABlw/2X5WuwaklY0/s320/IMG_3508.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHb2jR01I/AAAAAAAABlo/05q4J7HEKvQ/s1600-h/IMG_3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289485937427993426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHb2jR01I/AAAAAAAABlo/05q4J7HEKvQ/s320/IMG_3506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cramming the stomach, a short comment would always be the next delicacy.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHb7l6LII/AAAAAAAABlg/xNfSy_KKZME/s1600-h/IMG_3516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289485938781203586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHb7l6LII/AAAAAAAABlg/xNfSy_KKZME/s320/IMG_3516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHbpnbZ6I/AAAAAAAABlY/vF6BwE_mt38/s1600-h/IMG_3522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289485933955737506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgHbpnbZ6I/AAAAAAAABlY/vF6BwE_mt38/s320/IMG_3522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me , dongdong and dengzi.....&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-7890294277745042607?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/7890294277745042607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=7890294277745042607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7890294277745042607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/7890294277745042607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/spicyhotpotwhatever.html' title='spicy..hot..pot..whatever'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWgIKnhLiVI/AAAAAAAABmY/3HX4m74ZvFE/s72-c/IMG_3440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-419298021702848998</id><published>2009-01-07T18:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:21:22.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinning in Beijing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVwMe9cb_I/AAAAAAAABlQ/--h24EDl8Nk/s1600-h/p1_wimbledon_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288756697188036594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVwMe9cb_I/AAAAAAAABlQ/--h24EDl8Nk/s320/p1_wimbledon_0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVwLQdIVfI/AAAAAAAABlI/KsahYIsTrao/s1600-h/DSCN3085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288756676114535922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVwLQdIVfI/AAAAAAAABlI/KsahYIsTrao/s320/DSCN3085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Piratic Wimbledon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVsJjl-tYI/AAAAAAAABlA/_svQ-tPYajE/s1600-h/DSCN3090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288752248845677954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVsJjl-tYI/AAAAAAAABlA/_svQ-tPYajE/s320/DSCN3090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grimace made of leftover in Quanjude, with lettuce bangs, shrimps cheeks, while forehead and chin were all parts of the duck, and eyes/mouth were drawn by sweet soybean paste.....(did u notice it had a pancake face?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVsJbPh5pI/AAAAAAAABk4/45Y8QjZ0EVA/s1600-h/DSCN3085.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVsJKyIafI/AAAAAAAABkw/Y-H4nEABPew/s1600-h/DSCN3079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288752242185759218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVsJKyIafI/AAAAAAAABkw/Y-H4nEABPew/s320/DSCN3079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This salade is designed for two Chinese girls got the tennis champion in Olympic Games in Athens, as they had celebrated their victory in this same restaurant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVsITT79xI/AAAAAAAABko/P5xFqiB0N5k/s1600-h/200901071244176240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288752227295164178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVsITT79xI/AAAAAAAABko/P5xFqiB0N5k/s320/200901071244176240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can see you clearly.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Merci bcp Tan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-419298021702848998?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/419298021702848998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=419298021702848998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/419298021702848998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/419298021702848998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/dinning-in-beijing.html' title='Dinning in Beijing'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWVwMe9cb_I/AAAAAAAABlQ/--h24EDl8Nk/s72-c/p1_wimbledon_0228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-2908283073362066980</id><published>2009-01-06T17:31:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:00:31.902-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stimulation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incentive'/><title type='text'>Incentive Of Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWQHHmHV1nI/AAAAAAAABkg/r_d2KOqk7Hk/s1600-h/IMG_3382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288359689511622258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWQHHmHV1nI/AAAAAAAABkg/r_d2KOqk7Hk/s320/IMG_3382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWQHHTC5i8I/AAAAAAAABkY/NtECa0iHZoE/s1600-h/IMG_3380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288359684392717250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWQHHTC5i8I/AAAAAAAABkY/NtECa0iHZoE/s320/IMG_3380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember my first piece of oral composition in french , we were asked to describe one scene of a designated film, it was about an ambitious soldier... of coures i still keep the draft and i'll never forget that day... that made me quite proud of myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my own experience that &lt;strong&gt;drives me to consider&lt;/strong&gt; between whiles," what is the &lt;strong&gt;original incentive&lt;/strong&gt; for kids to learn sth? e.g , a language" , i was once told the 'XXX effect' ( forget the exact term), about a person can do much better than his intrinsic ability as we put external stimulation, simply we set the action that one will perform in front of the public...  so it might be one reason why we call for a group learning, it is the 'sensitive-of -reputation' care that spur oneself.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt that it is the &lt;strong&gt;internal interest itself&lt;/strong&gt; offers us endless power, but another factor we have to admit is, learning is quite &lt;strong&gt;complicated&lt;/strong&gt; a course, &lt;strong&gt;any positive stimulation  will count&lt;/strong&gt;. The point is, find &lt;strong&gt;your own way&lt;/strong&gt;... the more important point is , we teachers should &lt;strong&gt;dig out&lt;/strong&gt; every kid's special side.. that is really &lt;strong&gt;a long way&lt;/strong&gt; to go....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See what's on the cover of my notebook above? " LE FRANCAISE EST PRES DE VOUS"(french is around you), ideal is fleshy while reality is skinny, find your way to enrich it, once you know your way, you're underway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWQGoiBv-8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/3z48Zx8y1K0/s1600-h/IMG_3382.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWQGnLGdELI/AAAAAAAABkI/T_KEjB0TCbg/s1600-h/IMG_3380.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-2908283073362066980?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/2908283073362066980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=2908283073362066980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2908283073362066980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/2908283073362066980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/incentive-of-learning.html' title='Incentive Of Learning'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWQHHmHV1nI/AAAAAAAABkg/r_d2KOqk7Hk/s72-c/IMG_3382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-5619116300944097138</id><published>2009-01-06T04:19:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T04:38:49.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY AFTERNOON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWNNcR7dVLI/AAAAAAAABkA/a18eZ5Khpqs/s1600-h/IMG_3359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288155535707559090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWNNcR7dVLI/AAAAAAAABkA/a18eZ5Khpqs/s200/IMG_3359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWNNb5B5OnI/AAAAAAAABj4/Irol0XGpeso/s1600-h/IMG_3358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288155529023666802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWNNb5B5OnI/AAAAAAAABj4/Irol0XGpeso/s200/IMG_3358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWNNbvwWCHI/AAAAAAAABjw/Z3iinqC5V_M/s1600-h/IMG_3354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288155526534137970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWNNbvwWCHI/AAAAAAAABjw/Z3iinqC5V_M/s200/IMG_3354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWNM1DtGbsI/AAAAAAAABjo/kBpUqeJbDm0/s1600-h/IMG_3358.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strolling around the city in a warm winter afternoon, with a piece of newspaper, some snacks, a camera, above all, a free mind...even if no clear destination, will never be bothered with the annoying 'to do list', but do as what you like...see what the momentary blankness of mind is like, why not be a hermit for a short period of time? Even half a day is okay, be true to your mind, and then back to the original orbit with better mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-5619116300944097138?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/5619116300944097138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=5619116300944097138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5619116300944097138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5619116300944097138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-afternoon.html' title='MY AFTERNOON'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWNNcR7dVLI/AAAAAAAABkA/a18eZ5Khpqs/s72-c/IMG_3359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-5421510836545051996</id><published>2009-01-03T18:10:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:08:24.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><title type='text'>Coins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAdbMauu4I/AAAAAAAABiE/2Wc38hd6tQ8/s1600-h/IMG_3348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287258315559975810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAdbMauu4I/AAAAAAAABiE/2Wc38hd6tQ8/s320/IMG_3348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Could call it a hard job to remember the day i began loving collecting coins. And my first several collections were actually missing [esp.with two from Burma accidentally dropped into the crack of the floor on a bus:( ....] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Practically i never set it seriously as one of my hobbies but all are optional collections from friends. The point is, i gradually found it is actually this amateurish, unprofessional way made the most fun, without bothering with racking my brains to dig where the next coin is hiding, i got my collections all by chance(except the vietnam one bought from the border while travelling), so surely going with surprise, it might right be the charming of it ? guess so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another fun is i could tell stories of each coin, to be precise, who/where/how/when...... just as we put the clock back years... and where there is no jet lag, heart can beat with the rhythmn of the world..wow.....gone too far... okay, see what i got so far, coins from..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H.K / UK/ Korea/TaiWan/Indonesia/NLG(before Euro)/Vietnam/Ethiopia/Malaysia/Singapore/FRF(before Euro)/DEM( before Euro)/ Euro (France)/Euro(Germany)/Thailand/...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you got other coins not in my list, would you trade some with me? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-5421510836545051996?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/5421510836545051996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=5421510836545051996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5421510836545051996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5421510836545051996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/coins.html' title='Coins'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAdbMauu4I/AAAAAAAABiE/2Wc38hd6tQ8/s72-c/IMG_3348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-5807892275362533412</id><published>2009-01-03T00:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T05:51:59.332-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snacks'/><title type='text'>DIY SNACKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SV8dqiU-dpI/AAAAAAAABh8/xAqVABeX28o/s1600-h/IMG_2984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286977104162748050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SV8dqiU-dpI/AAAAAAAABh8/xAqVABeX28o/s320/IMG_2984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SV8dqfxMULI/AAAAAAAABh0/UEYX6TewrxY/s1600-h/IMG_1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286977103475790002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SV8dqfxMULI/AAAAAAAABh0/UEYX6TewrxY/s320/IMG_1223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yearning for the days we made snacks ourselves in the dorm, the only equipment for us was a worm-eaten microwave. The right one was my masterpiece, pretty easy but should still be considered as a delicacy for snacks. The stuff we need are quite facile, &lt;strong&gt;milk, egg,and 3-4 slices of toast,&lt;/strong&gt; and don't forget&lt;strong&gt; sugar&lt;/strong&gt;, that's all, and a &lt;strong&gt;microwave&lt;/strong&gt; also shouldn't be drop out the list :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Cut the toast into four equal-sized pieces;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Dip the small piece toast into the milk double sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)Beat up 2 eggs with eggbeater or chopsticks till they bubble, then add sugar to the egg cream;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)Dip the toast into the egg cream ,also double sides, the more the possible :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) okay the first phase work is done now, and put the box in the microwave , medium heat for 40s--60s, that depends on how you want your egg done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;Done!! &lt;/strong&gt;Enjoy the delicacy with your family,friends or just enjoy it alone in a sunny afternoon, cool~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See it? quite easy but with lots of fun, c'est la vie, n'est-ce pas?Things would be different rest with how you view it. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-5807892275362533412?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/5807892275362533412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=5807892275362533412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5807892275362533412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/5807892275362533412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2009/01/diy-snacks.html' title='DIY SNACKS'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SV8dqiU-dpI/AAAAAAAABh8/xAqVABeX28o/s72-c/IMG_2984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-6299163546444174245</id><published>2008-12-29T21:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:04:26.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SVm_uC3TZ-I/AAAAAAAABec/mgdr4Rdfj9g/s1600-h/825041~Silhouette-Of-Dancer-Jumping-Over-Atlantic-Ocean-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285466435459704802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SVm_uC3TZ-I/AAAAAAAABec/mgdr4Rdfj9g/s320/825041%7ESilhouette-Of-Dancer-Jumping-Over-Atlantic-Ocean-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maman was ill these days, anyway luckily things are getting better gradually. No other time better than being ill in bed makes you feel deeper the importance of a strong body. Many of those apparently valued things are actually those written in water stuff, you have to admit that they all have replacers even if sometimes we refuse to say that, but your love family, lose one time means lose forever. And the worst thing is, we tend to learn that only when things are not able to be changed. Whatever, do what we think are right, and make less regret as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's coming, it is the new calendar actually makes more sence that a totally new year is near at hand, always thinking much of the time making new year's resolution, though i see fairly how those beautiful plans will be ruined by any 'good reasons' coming up from time to time. It's still a hot topic everywhere, who knows... to call a spade a spade, i veritably want to learn sth steadfastly, like french(i almost drop it back it to dear Remy, Renald, Xavier......), i want to go skating everyday, it was once my dram to spinning on the ice as the whole world is dancing for me ( i even couldn't remember the days my litter shoulder took the heavy skates shuttling through the busy city just for 1 or 2 hours' staying with the rink..... too far away a thing....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still want to be a professional dancer, i partly made this dream come true in the past four years. but as the separate with the wonderful dance group, i lay it aside :(, wukong once said the sovereign soul for a dancer is ' no dance', just let the spirit dance.... me, now, partly the best dancer in this way..... crying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life is going on, dance/ as though / no one is watching you. sing/ as though / no one can hear you. love / as though / you have never been hurt before / live / as though / heaven si on earth....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6299163546444174245?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6299163546444174245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6299163546444174245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6299163546444174245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6299163546444174245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-years-coming.html' title='new year&apos;s coming'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SVm_uC3TZ-I/AAAAAAAABec/mgdr4Rdfj9g/s72-c/825041%7ESilhouette-Of-Dancer-Jumping-Over-Atlantic-Ocean-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-1610729914869421151</id><published>2008-12-14T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T04:32:31.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>before the Xmas coming</title><content type='html'>Everybody is heading for the coming Xmas...have no idea what it would be like in the pure devout family but in my place, voracious for piles of presents might be on the top of the list:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas has gradually changed its original taste esp. in my country as well, people squeezed into the ablare shopping mall, crazy moving stuff back home as they're for free! (actually most of them are bought on the spur of the moment). anyway it's still high to do something special esp.those you're not brave enough to do in other time lol~~ actually stay with family will never be a wrong choice,  bright living room with presents wrapped with shiny paper.. a big palm tree and delicious meal and lovely family members coming back home from all over the world ( maybe someone will step into the house giving all a last-minute surprise :P)  it should be joyful but quiet in everybody's deep heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my place, my Xmas day is still up in the air.... not even a day without expectation of a wonderful miracle, but life is going on day after day.. those should happen really happen, and something might be doomed in your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wherever you go , there you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice evening....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-1610729914869421151?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/1610729914869421151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=1610729914869421151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1610729914869421151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/1610729914869421151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2008/12/before-xmas-coming.html' title='before the Xmas coming'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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-5137760153327905622.post-6987005131140773141</id><published>2008-12-07T04:46:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:34:13.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you thieves!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAs9nqdMnI/AAAAAAAABic/JfQQYeJQlB4/s1600-h/seaspace_061025_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287275399663661682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAs9nqdMnI/AAAAAAAABic/JfQQYeJQlB4/s320/seaspace_061025_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loads of third-hand emerged by the end of the year.. Followed by my miserable experience as being stolen, dengzi, my roommate, 'donated' her cellphone again near a bus distributing center not far away from my school:( She served herself right as she undrew the chain of her handbag, didn't that equal to say' hay,you guys, here are my wallet, my cellphone, my....., pick as you like....', no? Absolutely!!! okay, you thieves..... you are strong ,young, you at least have a wholesome brain(as you could think out way to get 'free' things) ,why not do something useful? you really think you could do this ' easy career' lifelong? you really think you won't be arrested one day?? you really think everyone was always as stupid as 'donating' their stuff to you freely??!!!! i could only say it's not high time for you to be punished ,but morning or evening you'll see that day , then let's see what'll happen!!your black ,illainous hands,your dirty soul(if you still have the thing called 'soul'), go to see your maker!! That's your place! no .. the hell, that is your right place!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6987005131140773141?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6987005131140773141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6987005131140773141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6987005131140773141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6987005131140773141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-thieves.html' title='you thieves!!!'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAs9nqdMnI/AAAAAAAABic/JfQQYeJQlB4/s72-c/seaspace_061025_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-3996854774630918115</id><published>2008-12-04T18:59:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:10:45.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regulations for students in both US and China</title><content type='html'>Regulations for American Pupils and Middle School Students&lt;br /&gt; 1. Always refer to a teacher by title and last name.&lt;br /&gt; 2. Get to class a little earlier .&lt;br /&gt; 3. Raise your hand when you want to ask a question.&lt;br /&gt; 4. You may speak to the teacher from your desk while you are seated.&lt;br /&gt; 5. When you are absent, you must make up the work you have missed. Ask either the teacher or a classmate for the work.&lt;br /&gt; 6. If you expect to be away from school because of an emergency, tell your teacher in advance and ask for the work you will miss.&lt;br /&gt;7. All assignments you hand in must be your own work.&lt;br /&gt; 8. Never cheat on a test.&lt;br /&gt; 9. If you are having difficulty with a class, schedule an appointment to see the teacher for help. The teacher will be glad to help you.  10.Students must bring a note for a parent explaining any absence or tardiness.&lt;br /&gt; 11.The only acceptable excuse for absence is personal illness, a death in the family, or a religious holiday. It is illegal to stay home from school for any other.&lt;br /&gt;12.When a teacher asks a question and does not .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中国小学生守则　　1、热爱祖国，热爱人民。　　2、遵守法律法规，增强法律意识。遵守校规校纪，遵守社会公德。　　3、热爱科学，努力学习，勤思好问，乐于探究，积极参加社会实践和有益的活动。　　4、珍爱生命，注意安全，锻炼身体，讲究卫生。　　5、自尊自爱，自信自强，生活习惯文明健康。　　6、积极参加劳动，勤俭朴素，自己能做的事自己做。　　7、孝敬父母，尊敬师长，礼貌待人。　　8、热爱集体，团结同学，互相帮助，关心他人。　　9、诚实守信，言行一致，知错就改，有责任心。　　10、热爱大自然，爱护生活环境。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Comparisons can talk themselves, the differences are as plain as the nose on your face. we more tend to cover all the aspects in the kids' daily life but to remember, never bite off more than you can chew. They little quicks are not able to better control themselves, likewise, entitle each basic behaviour principle a 'beautiful' name is totally meaningless....not as good as in U.S, they set the principles every detail demand, easy to reach but all are the key points regulations, those like this make everybody know what i should do, the essential-content guide could actually be the criterion of judging themselves ....leastways, i think in this way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-3996854774630918115?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/3996854774630918115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=3996854774630918115' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3996854774630918115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3996854774630918115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2008/12/regulations-for-students-in-both-us-and.html' title='Regulations for students in both US and China'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</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>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-61694188584267780</id><published>2008-12-03T04:42:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:23:39.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>disgusting boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAq-5P03mI/AAAAAAAABiM/-U9kR1kYAUk/s1600-h/IMG_3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287273222540418658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAq-5P03mI/AAAAAAAABiM/-U9kR1kYAUk/s320/IMG_3225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(a change-clothes game on my class, all drew by myself, cool.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something troublesome happened in my class again as the continuation of the money-tore-up thing yesterday, but with the exactly same hero!! Yesterday he tore two 10-yuan bill up into pieces( not his money) and denied the fact, i glued the pieces together but what struck me dumb was that when i told all this to his bumpkin 'uncle'( i should say his parents are all well-educated and looked easygoing), the fact was this annoying boy already admitted what he had done,but as this stupid uncle be his frigging backing ,he actually pulled back!!! And pretended to be totally innocent which made me seemed to be a wordy universal aunt!!??i didn't mean to pick bone from the egg but anyway you should be responsible for what you did!! That's the bread-and-butter quality for a man(if i should call him a man , i mean more about his uncle)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing came out today. After the 10-minute break, a little girl cried while coming back, i got what happened from other kids, this 'man' rushed into the lady's room and pushed the little girl down and ran away!!! Frankly i could see that you kids have no clear idea about what boys/girls mean, but at least you know it 's not your place to go!! And to say the least, you're curious about what inside the lady's room, you rushed in, but who gave you the right to push down others!!?? i always told them it's your great responsibity to protect the girls, that makes you a real man!! ( now i question whether they see what a real man means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always behind the view that the son resemble the father, it is way too true!! They kids may not be able to set a clear line between good/bad behaviour, but you adults are!! They copy what you do every moment,every thing,that 's their criterions !! Sometimes these empty-headed parents make you almost wanna give up, that makes no difference beating a dead horse ( i know that's the no-no word for a teacher) but they drove me to say so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay~ better not ruin my wonderful Wed. night~~ Wed.nearly means weekend to me as my dense annoying things all gathered in the beginning three days... some other day i will say something about the most disgusting boy i've ever met, but i still have to go out of my way to stay along with him as for my final paper... later talk about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we go for a newly-found japanese restaurant, sushi..sashimi...whatever, have a nice day~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-61694188584267780?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/61694188584267780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=61694188584267780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/61694188584267780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/61694188584267780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2008/12/disgusting-boy.html' title='disgusting boy'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAq-5P03mI/AAAAAAAABiM/-U9kR1kYAUk/s72-c/IMG_3225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-6385544008515069108</id><published>2008-12-02T05:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:26:28.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a mass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAr6hxtrfI/AAAAAAAABiU/LJNA566A8SY/s1600-h/MPj04022680000[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287274247032253938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAr6hxtrfI/AAAAAAAABiU/LJNA566A8SY/s320/MPj04022680000%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bleak winter almost drove me crazy... watery life moves on ceaselessly, i'm always the weird guy who expects something miracle happen one day morning, like my voracious desire for birthday wishes... however, things come out finally as everybody could tell in advance.Urgently need something out of my routine to spur me up to what i actually should do.i am at a loss at where i shouldn't ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran up against an old friend on the way back from the damnable work, listened to the curse of his high-key bumbling boss, honestly she's gone way too far, as my this poor friend had moved heaven and earth to please her, what the heck!!?? She must had the exactly same experience years ago, now it's high time to revenge?? Good luck to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back has been persistently aching for quite a while as it all but pushes me to hang my laptop on the ceiling , so i can work on it with my poor back staying straight. Facing to this tiny screen whole day makes every normal guy sick, let alone me.. well, darkness before the dawn, will it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in dire need of a long holiday with fine programming(though i would definitely ruin it out as every year the same), i still look forward to such a quiet period to fine-tune myself....i hate totally the feeling as every body/thing is pushing me to what i 'should' do , telling me 'okay it is your obligation!!' Damn it!! you'd 'better' break your neck to fulfill the popular expectation, all pin the hope on me to do something fabulous??!!! Ridiculous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let's call it a day here... don't want a nightmare with loads of work still up in the air....don't wanna disture my rhythmn, nonsense~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry but i really don't feel quite right now...a little bit under the weather, may all you work out well.. have a fresh tomorrow morning...that's it.. bye..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-6385544008515069108?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/6385544008515069108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=6385544008515069108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6385544008515069108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/6385544008515069108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-mass.html' title='what a mass'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SWAr6hxtrfI/AAAAAAAABiU/LJNA566A8SY/s72-c/MPj04022680000%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5137760153327905622.post-3818520825553221660</id><published>2008-11-06T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T04:14:50.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i donno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SRLcbq7lXHI/AAAAAAAABZo/OS6yuj19t6E/s1600-h/IMG_2386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265513282288311410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SRLcbq7lXHI/AAAAAAAABZo/OS6yuj19t6E/s320/IMG_2386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;a little bit boring winter here, better enjoy the transit from spring to summer~~ Have no idea what im aiming at or what life should be. Il n'y a que moi qui ne sais pas ou est mon future....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Always remember the days in TOC, enjoy the night shift and the great feeling as my end of the day be the start of other guys. Night in beijing is pretty nice and peace, esp. you got the experience walking all night long till the dawn to see the rising of the national flag, but some scientists say the dawn makes the most time of suicide, maybe the pure black offered by the night give you a short escape from the reality, and the come of morning draw you back , and that is the real sad point. Who knows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Now only want to get a long holiday and travel... where....i donno....Provence peut-etre......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5137760153327905622-3818520825553221660?l=tuvasbien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/feeds/3818520825553221660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5137760153327905622&amp;postID=3818520825553221660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3818520825553221660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5137760153327905622/posts/default/3818520825553221660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuvasbien.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-donno.html' title='i donno'/><author><name>Yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04644838331092388399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EniNb0F0lpY/SRLcbq7lXHI/AAAAAAAABZo/OS6yuj19t6E/s72-c/IMG_2386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
