<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771</id><updated>2009-12-25T07:20:45.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunky</title><subtitle type='html'>Falling from Grace</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-2626876117118129158</id><published>2009-09-27T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:10:20.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wishlist. ;)</title><content type='html'>1. A nice home,&lt;div&gt;2. BMW M3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. BMW X6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. BMW K1200R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Good food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-2626876117118129158?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2626876117118129158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=2626876117118129158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/2626876117118129158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/2626876117118129158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-wishlist.html' title='My Wishlist. ;)'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-1108077320729490152</id><published>2009-10-04T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T10:00:00.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cried for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;You're beautiful so silently&lt;br /&gt;It lies beneath a shade of blue&lt;br /&gt;It struck me so violently&lt;br /&gt;When I looked at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But others pass, the never pause,&lt;br /&gt;To feel that magic in your hand&lt;br /&gt;To me you're like a wild rose&lt;br /&gt;They never understand why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for you&lt;br /&gt;When the sky cried for you&lt;br /&gt;And when you went&lt;br /&gt;I became a hopeless drifter&lt;br /&gt;But this life was not for you&lt;br /&gt;Though I learned from you,&lt;br /&gt;That beauty need only be a whisper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll cross the sea for a different world,&lt;br /&gt;With your treasure, a secret for me to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many years they may forget&lt;br /&gt;This love of ours or that we met,&lt;br /&gt;They may not know&lt;br /&gt;how much you meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for you&lt;br /&gt;And the sky cried for you,&lt;br /&gt;And when you went&lt;br /&gt;I became a hopeless drifter.&lt;br /&gt;But this life was not for you,&lt;br /&gt;Though I learned from you,&lt;br /&gt;That beauty need only be a whisper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you now I see,&lt;br /&gt;How fragile the world can be&lt;br /&gt;And I know you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;But in my heart you'll always stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for you&lt;br /&gt;And the sky cried for you,&lt;br /&gt;And when you went&lt;br /&gt;I became a hopeless drifter.&lt;br /&gt;But this life was not for you,&lt;br /&gt;Though I learned from you,&lt;br /&gt;That beauty need only be a whisper&lt;br /&gt;That beauty need only be a whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ftZAZWLrWKo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ftZAZWLrWKo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-1108077320729490152?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1108077320729490152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=1108077320729490152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/1108077320729490152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/1108077320729490152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/10/oure-beautiful-so-silently-it-lies.html' title='I cried for you'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-4717140556672984121</id><published>2009-09-02T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T04:30:40.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a pain that sleeps inside.</title><content type='html'>It sleeps with just one eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-4717140556672984121?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/4717140556672984121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=4717140556672984121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4717140556672984121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4717140556672984121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-pain-that-sleeps-inside.html' title='There&apos;s a pain that sleeps inside.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-3293436749051554810</id><published>2009-07-30T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:51:24.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye Blackbird, bye bye....</title><content type='html'>And when it hurts.. Yes it hurts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hN6n-7EBFwg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1_3J7yF54c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1_3J7yF54c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-3293436749051554810?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3293436749051554810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=3293436749051554810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/3293436749051554810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/3293436749051554810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/07/bye-bye-blackbird-bye-bye.html' title='Bye bye Blackbird, bye bye....'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-9135049472515454439</id><published>2009-05-17T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:35:47.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind is stirring.</title><content type='html'>So many things going on in my mind these days, i've bent the rules and broken some strings. Will it be worth it? Am I doing the right thing. Is it all true? If it's not, haha..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I better stop saying anything here or else someone's bound to figure out what I'm talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-9135049472515454439?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/9135049472515454439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=9135049472515454439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/9135049472515454439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/9135049472515454439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mind-is-stirring.html' title='My mind is stirring.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-6898506032901390402</id><published>2009-04-25T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:48:20.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Layers. We all have them.</title><content type='html'>If you don't let me down, I won't let you down. However if you do, I have everything to my advantage to do as I please. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So be careful&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/8576232571345292771-6898506032901390402?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/6898506032901390402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=6898506032901390402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/6898506032901390402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/6898506032901390402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/04/layers-we-all-have-them.html' title='Layers. We all have them.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-8541668432071931121</id><published>2009-04-04T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T05:10:20.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I'm looking for a way to feel you hold me&lt;br /&gt;To feel your heart beat, just one more time&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching back, trying to touch the moment&lt;br /&gt;Each precious minute that you were mine&lt;br /&gt;How do you prepare,&lt;br /&gt;when you love someone this way,&lt;br /&gt;To let them go a little more each day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;The stars we put in place&lt;br /&gt;The dreams we didn't waste&lt;br /&gt;The sorrows we embraced&lt;br /&gt;The world belonged to you and me&lt;br /&gt;The oceans that we crossed&lt;br /&gt;The innocence we've lost&lt;br /&gt;The hurting at the end&lt;br /&gt;I'd go there again&lt;br /&gt;cause it was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days missing you is overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;When it hits me you're not coming back&lt;br /&gt;And in my darkest hours I have wondered&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth it, for the time we had?&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts get kind of scattered,&lt;br /&gt;but one thing I know is true&lt;br /&gt;I bless the day that I found you, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[musical bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the rules we stepped aside&lt;br /&gt;The fear that we defied&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of the ride&lt;br /&gt;The fire in our hearts that burned&lt;br /&gt;The oceans that we crossed&lt;br /&gt;The innocence we've lost&lt;br /&gt;The hurting at the end&lt;br /&gt;I'd go there again&lt;br /&gt;cause it was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hq3FepZk6HQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hq3FepZk6HQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-8541668432071931121?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8541668432071931121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=8541668432071931121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/8541668432071931121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/8541668432071931121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-looking-for-way-to-feel-you-hold-me_04.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-4236393715825865494</id><published>2009-04-04T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T04:02:17.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad World..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7lV8Q79Yqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7lV8Q79Yqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-4236393715825865494?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/4236393715825865494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=4236393715825865494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4236393715825865494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4236393715825865494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/04/mad-world.html' title='Mad World..'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-8500577001595843673</id><published>2009-03-24T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:27:04.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There are so many things i wanna say but i have to keep them to myself... Sighs! What's the use of this blog then! hahahaaaaaa xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Flys away...*&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/8576232571345292771-8500577001595843673?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8500577001595843673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=8500577001595843673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/8500577001595843673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/8500577001595843673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/03/teaser.html' title='Teaser'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-5365456293538248859</id><published>2009-03-22T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:57:04.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back.</title><content type='html'>But I wanna be in camp coz... *You know why*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-5365456293538248859?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5365456293538248859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=5365456293538248859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/5365456293538248859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/5365456293538248859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/03/lovely-things.html' title='I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-4527219448583219580</id><published>2009-03-03T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:43:19.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Your Love Be Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In this world of news, I've found nothing new&lt;br /&gt;I've found nothing pure&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just idealistic to assume that truth&lt;br /&gt;Could be fact and form&lt;br /&gt;That love could be a verb&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just a little misinformed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the dead moon rises, and the freeways sigh&lt;br /&gt;Let the trains watch over the tides and the mist&lt;br /&gt;Spinning circles in our sky's tonight&lt;br /&gt;Let the trucks roll in from Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;Maybe our stars are unanimously tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Let your love be strong, and I don't care what goes down&lt;br /&gt;Let your love be strong enough to weather through the thunder cloud&lt;br /&gt;Fury and thunder clap like stealing the fire from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;All of my world hanging on your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the wars begin, let my strength wear thin&lt;br /&gt;Let my fingers crack, let my world fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Train the monkeys on my back to fight&lt;br /&gt;Let it start tonight&lt;br /&gt;When my world explodes, when my stars touch the ground&lt;br /&gt;Falling down like broken satellites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your love be strong, and I don't care what goes down&lt;br /&gt;Let your love be strong enough to weather through the thunder cloud&lt;br /&gt;Fury and thunder clap like stealing the fire from your sky's&lt;br /&gt;All that i am hanging on, all of my world resting on your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tWaXE3pXpQ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tWaXE3pXpQ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-4527219448583219580?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/4527219448583219580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=4527219448583219580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4527219448583219580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4527219448583219580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-your-love-be-strong.html' title='Let Your Love Be Strong'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-7103180479073216435</id><published>2009-02-08T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:53:18.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You.</title><content type='html'>For not taking him away. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-7103180479073216435?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7103180479073216435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=7103180479073216435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/7103180479073216435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/7103180479073216435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-you.html' title='Thank You.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-8042301597929353551</id><published>2009-02-03T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:57:33.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The four lettered word.</title><content type='html'>It shall resurface soon.. I can feel it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-8042301597929353551?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8042301597929353551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=8042301597929353551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/8042301597929353551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/8042301597929353551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/02/four-lettered-word.html' title='The four lettered word.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-6996821734455555551</id><published>2009-01-14T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:10:18.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; "&gt;1. Would you forgive your best friend for sleeping with your girl/boyfriend? They won't like each other. If they do, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where were you on your 17th birthday? With my Mum for lunch and Dad for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever seen a live bat? Yeah at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is there anyone you hate? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How much are you on the phone daily? I recharge my phone once in 3-4 days. That means, very little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you like the color orange? if it's sweet and comes with chocolate, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you find it in your heart to forgive? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever seen a prostitute? Yes, but I didn't say hi. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you ever seen a real redneck? Yes I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you like tattoos and piercings? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What size shoes do you wear? 9-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Whats your favorite season? I'm fine with any season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you care if people talk smack about you? Nope, doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you like someone? Not at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Does your dad call you a nickname? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you in a good mood? Somewhat.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you think people will exist forever? No. I'm hoping that a gigantic meteor wipes out mankind so that the dinosaurs can roam again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your sign? Libra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you believe in luck? Oh yeah... I'm one lucky butt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you rather sky dive or bungee jump? What? you mean try to kill myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you like snakes? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Where is one place you would like to visit? Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you like waffles? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Anything you are looking forward to? Yes, many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What clothes are you wearing? Jeans and a Polo T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you watch TRU TV? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Be honest, do you like people in general? I like people. I just don't like what they do to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Big or small dogs? Soft n cute rabbits =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you like Big Macs? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Did someone bother you today? Yes , unintentionally &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What do you think about death? Absolute and inevitable, but i don't want it anywhere near me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Sometimes, do you wish you were someone else? Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Does someone love you? I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you know anyone named Dave? No.. But I know an eatery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Name a friend whose name starts with an M? Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Has anyone ever mistaken you for a family member? Yes, my dad and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Got any nicknames? Dunky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What color is your hair? Dark/light brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you like starbucks? Not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you named after anyone? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Say you were given a drug test right now. Would you pass or fail? Pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. How tall are you? 179+-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Are you taller than your mom? Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you like the color blue? Yes one of my preferred colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Who was the last person to send you a AIM? Howard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Last restaurant you went to? McDonalds! Ok fine, that's fast food. Some Chinese Peking Duck restaurant in Vivo City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What do you order at Outback Steakhouse? A slab of meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. How do you like your steak cooked? Medium-well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Last voicemail you receive? I thought they stopped using that year ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What is the first thing you would do if you won five million dollars? Count it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. How many hours did you sleep last night? 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Any upcoming concerts you want to attend? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-6996821734455555551?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/6996821734455555551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=6996821734455555551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/6996821734455555551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/6996821734455555551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/01/uhh.html' title='Uhh...'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-9051767577554546145</id><published>2009-01-13T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:20:45.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Serious Shit.</title><content type='html'>You know what. I just wrote a freaking long post and was about to publish it. But then, when I read it over I realized that i just wrote down my feelings and secrets that I keep oh so dearly to myself. So I deleted it, and started dreaming to the cool breeze that was blowing through my window in this quiet night with some deep beautiful music playing to my ears. Life's good. LG. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-9051767577554546145?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/9051767577554546145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=9051767577554546145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/9051767577554546145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/9051767577554546145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-serious-shit.html' title='Random Serious Shit.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-8692418528686048166</id><published>2008-11-23T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:23:50.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MPYO friends! Here's about a piece that we'll be playing. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;p  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;Dvorak Cello Concerto in B minor, Op. 104, B. 191&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Cello Concertos of Antonin Dvořák and Sir Edward Elgar represent the summit of romantic achievement in the form. The concertante cello found a place in later Baroque repertoire, with solo cello concertos by Vivaldi, Tartini and others, leading to the classical concertos of composers in Mannheim, Vienna and Berlin and the concertos of Haydn and Boccherini. It was not until 1850 that the cello concerto received the attention of major romantic composers, with Robert Schumann's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cello Concerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;of that year. Brahms paired the instrument with the violin in his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Double Concerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; of 1887, but it was Dvořák who in 1895 first provided a concerto in which the solo cello forms an essential part of a full symphonic texture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dvořák wrote his B minor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cello Concerto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;his second attempt at the form, in America during the winter months of his new contract, at the request of his colleague in Prague, the cellist Hanus Wihan. After his return home, Wihan suggested various changes, including additional cadenzas written by himself, but these Dvořák adamantly rejected. The first performance of the concerto took place not in Prague but at the Queen's Hall in London on 19 March 1896, with the English-born cellist Leo Stern, who played the work on subsequent tours. Wihan first performed the concerto in public three years later, although he had in fact been the first to play through the work with the composer in the previous August. In June, after his return from America, the composer had already rewritten the ending of the work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The first movement of the concerto opens with an orchestral exposition, the first theme played by the clarinets and restated emphatically by the rest of the orchestra before the appearance of the second theme, introduced by a solo French horn. The solo cello enters with the first theme, subject thereafter to a number of improvisatory variations, before the soloist plays the second subject. In the central development section remoter keys follow, the cello playing the principal theme in a poignantly slower version, and providing an accompaniment to further variations by the wind instruments of the orchestra. The soloist finally ushers in the last section with a repetition of the second theme, an unexpected turn of events. It is, however, the first theme that re-appears to end the movement. The slow movement opens with the principal theme played by the clarinet, accompanied by bassoons and oboes. The theme is then taken up by the solo cello. A middle section, in marked dramatic contrast, makes use of the opening phrase of a song written by Dvořák in 1887. The principal theme appears again, played by three French horns, to be followed by a cello cadenza and a brief coda. The finale of the concerto is in free rondo form, its principal theme finally appearing in its full form when the soloist enters. This theme serves as a link between a series of episodes, rich in variety and in opportunities for the soloist. The extended coda includes a reference to the opening of the first movement, played by the clarinets before the triumphant conclusion of the whole work.&lt;/span&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/8576232571345292771-8692418528686048166?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8692418528686048166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=8692418528686048166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/8692418528686048166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/8692418528686048166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/11/mpyo-friends-heres-about-piece-that.html' title='MPYO friends! Here&apos;s about a piece that we&apos;ll be playing. =)'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-2926844602426751861</id><published>2008-11-18T03:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:26:57.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smallville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pride and Prejudice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord Of The Rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Wars'/><title type='text'>If only this were all real.</title><content type='html'>So i've watched quite a number of movies, and TV shows. I've decided to put up a few scenes from the shows that i watch that make my heart tingle!! Teehee! =p &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up, my all time favorite TV series, Smallville. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0wlSztfaYKs&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lana is so beautiful OMGGG!!!! =p Clark too lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zShpuX69ChE&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: normal;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This girl that Clark was kissing is Queen Maxima the Queen Of Fertility from another galaxy that is looking for a suitable mate, and her kiss can make any guy fall for her but it also kills mortal men.. Sounds good eh! =p Damn i need Maxima. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok enough of Smallville haha, here's Lord Of The Rings. I watched this trilogy not less than 7 times each. And yes, I have a life. (If you're gonna say "get a life" haha)  xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bAG5vBKmvcA&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;rel=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;And this is when Annakin Skywalker became Darth Vader, from Star Wars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSwy412nttI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSwy412nttI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; Ahhhh I love all this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ut this movie made me feel so.. ahh.. This is my type of romance.  Pride and Prejudice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFNgcYN5_jw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFNgcYN5_jw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-2926844602426751861?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2926844602426751861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=2926844602426751861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/2926844602426751861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/2926844602426751861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-what-and-why-i-watch-tv.html' title='If only this were all real.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-6724156410352803696</id><published>2008-11-08T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T09:06:21.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need a Super-Powered Affair.</title><content type='html'>I need more drama in my life. Everything seems to be so smooth and good. Everything is very smooth and great, in fact. Well.. That doesn't satisfy my lust for adventure. I need something, someone to capture my imagination and completely pawn me. That would be a girl, ofcourse. haha.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, i've been watching two of my 5 favorite TV shows. They are Smallville, Heroes, Nip/Tuck, The O.C and wait.. there are a few more that i love watching but can't think of them now.. Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always awed on how many beautiful Supergirls from other planets, Queens and Princesses of powerful civilizations from other galaxies find themselves "destined" to be Kal-El's(Clark Kent/Superman) soulmate, and would do anything to be with him. They truly believe in him and most of them have waited their entire lives to find the last son of Krypton. (It's the planet Superman came from that was destroyed by civil war). But to my amazement, he's turned down almost ALL of them because of I don't know what the heck is going on in his head! I mean like.. They really REALLY love and want him, but he's just blind! So much for X-Ray vision. What i mean to say is, it's just amazing to have so many beautiful women going after you willing to sacrifice everything and devote themselves to you. lol that's every man's secret inner-dream haha.. Maybe, he has super-girl-resistance but if a a Super powered girl would come to me and grab me and suck the lips out of me, i'd be happy to fly her to my fortress of solitude lol. Anywayyy, that's just my imaginations going wild, as much as i wanna be Superman haha.. To get what i mean, watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Smallville Season 8 Episode 4: Instinct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, and you will know what i mean. Use Megavideo or Tv Shack or something to watch online! That's how i do it.. These days girls just don't see the good in good guys and are getting blinder and blinder, falling for jerks and lying there. I try to help, but i feel like a fool afterwards so.. Yeah i'm no Superman so i'll be Lex Luther then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heroes, i follow because of the complex and twisted plot. The characters in the show have abilities that i would say many of us would like to have. For example.. Matt Parkman has the telepathic ability to read minds AND tell people what to do. Imagine going to Subway to get a sandwich and you "tell" the Sandwich Artist(that's what they're called haha) that you want a lot of meat fillings and they'd do it! Or.. tell your classmate to do your homework for you.. OR... Tell your beautiful classmate to.. eh-hem.. Do your extra-curricular projects. haha.. yeah right. Also, what would you do if you could fly? I'd go all around the world right now. Sit on top of the highest mountains and skyscrapers while carrying your lover with you. I always wanted to do that. What a ride it would be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, back to reality. Recently my hobby of photography became a part time job for me. Haha.. It's fun! To be paid to play with your toy (i mean camera) and to take nice shots of friends. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today i attended a concert by the Russian faculty in my school, including my teacher Alexander Souptel and OMG it was awesome. I've never gone crazy in a live classical music concert before but that was just amazing. Partially coz the theme of the concert was "From Russia with Love" haha.. The concert hall was full and there was a standing ovation. Amazing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a pic i took of a friend of mine, Marcus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SRXCaWYOU_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Wqb3BUZplxc/s320/IMG_1955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266329097219232754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't he look superpowered?  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i was Superman.. This world would be different.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-6724156410352803696?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/6724156410352803696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=6724156410352803696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/6724156410352803696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/6724156410352803696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/11/super-powered-affair-anyone.html' title='I Need a Super-Powered Affair.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SRXCaWYOU_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/Wqb3BUZplxc/s72-c/IMG_1955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-5225628329973601261</id><published>2008-10-29T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:02:25.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little less of this, and a little more of that makes me &gt;</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, so i've not been updating my blog lately, apologies for that if anyone stalks my blog hoping for a new post from me hehe ^.^ Anyway, i've been busy for the past couple of weeks with work related stuff and also having a little fun. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I saw something on Facebook that confirmed my change of mind(set) coz it got me all worked up and I really didn't understand why it all happened. It's done, so all I can do i suck it up, and blow harder! Oh yeah that didn't sound right. haha. Just a slight adjustment to make my life much easier and better without worrying about some people regarding troubles that have nothing to do with me. (Because they don't appreciate it) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BECAUSE you don't understand what I just wrote, haha I'm gonna change the topic to something that's easier to digest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past two weeks, we had the Singapore SUN Festival going on and had many many things happening during that period of time. There were students from our sister school, Peabody (US) and also the Guildhall (UK) that came here to play and "play" with us. Yep. We had fun. I'd like to put up some pictures but i don't know if they'll load.. Well.. they're up on my Facebook so you can go find them there if you're interested. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this is Jasmine and WenQi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SQiosVmNB-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/5FhGB26gyrg/s320/IMG_0928_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262641644247517154" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know but the background seems to be just all black or white!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was in the Salsa Club in Clarke Quay's,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SQitaU7KF1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/4Ne8telmngE/s320/IMG_1084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262646832387462994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this pic, Jasmine, Katazyna, Jiang Hansong, and Elena Yakovleva. It was a good night! =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasmine &amp;amp; I testing the softness of the walls haha. It was covered with fur!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SQiyYs09LII/AAAAAAAAAFM/uq-8YuRwHxE/s320/IMG_1149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262652302002302082" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll miss them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I also met the actor Geoffrey Rush, he was Captain Barbosa from Pirates of the Carribean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SQirvJOfS6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/QIa7B6i7_Y4/s320/IMG_0523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262644991001316258" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very nice man, was not a diva diva at all! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the orchestra rehearsing in Esplanade's concert hall with him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SQiyYAzTmqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yFsqPcpBuMU/s320/IMG_0917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262652290184223394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tiny pic la.. Can't see much go to my Facebook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be updating in the near future, see you all again! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-5225628329973601261?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5225628329973601261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=5225628329973601261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/5225628329973601261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/5225628329973601261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-less-of-this-and-little-more-of.html' title='A little less of this, and a little more of that makes me &lt;insert characteristics&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SQiosVmNB-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/5FhGB26gyrg/s72-c/IMG_0928_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-656681438576792014</id><published>2008-10-18T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:15:03.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>Yep. All the pics and cool stuff are there. Just go to my Facebook. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-656681438576792014?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/656681438576792014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=656681438576792014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/656681438576792014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/656681438576792014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/10/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-1227947445069641852</id><published>2008-10-14T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:53:09.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Black Camera! All mine!</title><content type='html'>Went for camera hunting with &lt;a href="http://wongwenqi.blogspot.com/"&gt;WenQi&lt;/a&gt; yesterday.. For the past few months now, I've been searching for a camera that would capture my eyes, hands and wallet. And so i found her! (she may become male once in awhile) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has anyone seen the newly released Canon IXUS 980 is? When I set my eyes on her i knew that she was the one.. I wanted her predecessor before this which was the Canon IXUS 960 is but when I went to ask her to be mine, the store keeper said "sorry ah, obsolete already replaced by the Canon 970 is". I saw the 970 model. But I didn't really like it as it didn't look masculine enough. It also doesn't come in black. So I bought this freaking expensive newly released not out in Malaysia yet Canon IXUS 980 is!! With 14.7MEGAPIXELS (OMG) and hot black bod!! =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although it digged a RM1600/ 659SGD deep hole in my wallet, haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's how she/he looks like: (She makes all those big n bulky SLR's look like toys)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SPTcXhBr9mI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lSlKOxq2hRg/s320/canon-ixus-980-is.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257068961608758882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SPTcgw7NeMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6ub5JYgqHis/s320/canon-980-is.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257069120495384770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SPTct1khBmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dFY5s3ExYKA/s320/ixus-980-is.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257069345080673890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Pictures of the camera were from an online digital camera magazine as a camera cannot take a picture of itself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here are some photos that I have managed to snap in between my busy past few days:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. I just realised that the picture file size is too huge to put on Blogger. (averaging on 7MB per picture..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will try though... =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-1227947445069641852?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1227947445069641852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=1227947445069641852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/1227947445069641852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/1227947445069641852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/10/sexy-black-camera-all-mine.html' title='Sexy Black Camera! All mine!'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SPTcXhBr9mI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lSlKOxq2hRg/s72-c/canon-ixus-980-is.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-4084021629433318820</id><published>2008-10-04T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:21:53.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am.</title><content type='html'>So i've been thinking lately, about lot's of things that I shall not say here.. Or maybe I will.. hehe.. Just being cryptic for the moment. Been busy the past few days, doing my stuff and enjoying things along the way, and so to say. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been trying to go online more often coz i'm addicted to Facebook and now i've got this blog that I leave the playlist playing in my room all the time. So here's what I did in the past week.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SOZb-0JsMLI/AAAAAAAAADs/U48hM4YPej8/s320/Image081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252987150083567794" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes that's the front door of my school in the evening and that's my friend Wen Qi having ice-cream after dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for rehearsals and practices.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SOZcn2zF2DI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QgkY_ZUxwAg/s320/Image077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252987855168722994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep.. Our concert hall.. Cool eh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SOZiY1iUI6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/bSWTfVT7gxY/s320/n635195695_4355304_6323.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252994194201650082" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Nope this was not taken from my phone camera hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will get a real camera real soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay.. It's 2am now but tomorrow's a Saturday so i'll get my much needed sleep and go to Orchard Road in the afternoon then to The Esplanade in the evening to watch the Singapore Symphony Orchestra perform! I may take a few pics there, just- for you all to see! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S i just had some pâté and nutella for supper... MMmm... feel like a glutton now.. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-4084021629433318820?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/4084021629433318820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=4084021629433318820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4084021629433318820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4084021629433318820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-i-am.html' title='Here I Am.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SOZb-0JsMLI/AAAAAAAAADs/U48hM4YPej8/s72-c/Image081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-2937359621674450027</id><published>2008-09-23T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T08:21:57.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So today was very quiet. All my buddies were with their respective girlfriends and boyfriends as we are on a one week break. The rest went home, holiday, etc. So I had a day completely to myself. I think this blog is sort of a way to vent out my feelings and all. haha.. Coz.. up to now i still have not written about a specific topic like for example... Food, or places or what i did today. Maybe because I like to keep it to myself and not shout out to the world wide web. Anyway this week's a holiday for me in NUS. Amazingly, I have not went out yet coz I have lot's of work to do. But the next few days is packed up with activities.. Finally going to East Coast Park for cycling again! (one of the most romantic places to be at night) with a few friends.. On Friday night, that is. Always wanted to bring my date there (nope no one at the moment so shut down those brain cells of yours now haha) coz it's quiet and windy and also cooling there! And we'll rent bicycles or roller blades overnight so that we'll be cycling for hours and miles up and down by the seaside. Did I mention seaside? Yes! Seaside! The last time I went there was with Autumn Girl's (only YST fellas will understand =.=) gang, last year. We climbed up on a big rock by the sea and it was 3am and we were trying to keep our candles and lanterns lit as the sea breeze was blowing hard! We could see Indonesia's Islands from there. haha.. Was thinking of swimming over to get a decent plate of Nasi Padang but then I might have been eaten by jellyfish or sharks on the way. It was quite a fun night. Will be going there this friday again YESSSSSSSSS.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been contemplating on whether to buy or not to buy a digital camera. hmm.. I've been wanting to buy the Canon IXUS 960 or Canon IXUS 970 is. hmm... But the only reason i'd need a digital cam is to capture "memories" haha. The only camera that i have now is in my phone. Well, the previous phone i had was also 2MP's but this one seems lower in quality compared to the Motorola i had before. (I'm using a Nokia now) anyway here's a sample pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SNkmKYIiwpI/AAAAAAAAACs/2N1TGOacF1U/s320/Image073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249268800395854482" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shit i don't know how to rotate it. LOL. and NO NO NO i'm not dating her!! Ughh.. you guys!! Give me a break!! goodness!! the point of this pic is my caricature! Anyway.. This is my studio mate, she came in the room I was practicing in just now in the afternoon and drew a caricature of me under a minute and so i took a photo of it. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait. Now that i'm looking into the pics that i've taken with this phone i might as well just upload a few more haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SNkoQXrBe9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/d_gIjJUENYQ/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249271102374509522" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was in my room when everyone came over for a drink the other night. Cheers guys!! (Except for the not so intelligent guy that didn't look at the cam when I told him to. You know what I mean right, Wenqi? haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SNkrdqhJ_vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eZVbpeHz_0Q/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249274629306580722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this was the night when I had a barbeque with the Taiwanese contingent right INFRONT of YST!! Amazing place man! At night.. haha.. Look at the background of the pic (yes turn your head sideways it's good for your neck anyway) you can see the front of the conservatory! haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway.. more pictures.. and i still have not found a way to rotate them.. hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SNkuvPuNkmI/AAAAAAAAADE/6VPe2RDSuaI/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249278229886112354" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was taken just before I left back to Singapore this year. It was in Marriott's Chinese restaurant... I miss the food back home =/ And i'm hungry now... In the pic is my dad and bro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SNkvz1GmiDI/AAAAAAAAADM/PT3xW7YIp_M/s320/n557320667_1253969_2698.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249279408151627826" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this was taken yesterday... It's me! See ya guys!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*THE END*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-2937359621674450027?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2937359621674450027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=2937359621674450027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/2937359621674450027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/2937359621674450027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-day-today.html' title='What a day today..'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4g7MAUlmcGc/SNkmKYIiwpI/AAAAAAAAACs/2N1TGOacF1U/s72-c/Image073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-4640437144946806367</id><published>2008-09-24T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:13:54.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On my shopping list this/next month..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Canon Digital IXUS 960 IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LaCie 320GB Rugged All-Terrain Hard Drive w/ Triple Interface (5400 RPM) or          250GB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3.    4GB Thumb drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4.    New Set of Evah Pirazzi Strings.   =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-4640437144946806367?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/4640437144946806367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=4640437144946806367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4640437144946806367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/4640437144946806367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-my-shopping-list-thisnext-month.html' title='On my shopping list this/next month..'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8576232571345292771.post-3052115043551737351</id><published>2008-09-24T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:13:11.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To that certain someone.</title><content type='html'>If only I could tell you how I feel. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's so fragile. So i'm gonna be very gentle and warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time i'm gonna make it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8576232571345292771-3052115043551737351?l=duncanyeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3052115043551737351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8576232571345292771&amp;postID=3052115043551737351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/3052115043551737351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8576232571345292771/posts/default/3052115043551737351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duncanyeow.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-that-certain-someone.html' title='To that certain someone.'/><author><name>Duncan Yeow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01281431526798015742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12974322909224294091'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>