<?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-5461197837957040218</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:58:18.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BE INSPIRED!!! or at least...interested</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-971829008700201307</id><published>2010-10-09T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:59:30.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon in C &amp; "Promo Pic"</title><content type='html'>Love this piano piece. And it's a dream come true for me to learn this piece and play it on a piano. Hopefully can play it on a grand piano 1 day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jkn24a3Y9bg?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/Jkn24a3Y9bg?hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: the change of camera angle was not intentional~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Promotional Pic" for an upcoming video! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/TLCDCbcP-FI/AAAAAAAAAiI/sGptCoE-Xt8/s1600/150%25(e).bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526060820532820050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/TLCDCbcP-FI/AAAAAAAAAiI/sGptCoE-Xt8/s400/150%25(e).bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-971829008700201307?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/971829008700201307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=971829008700201307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/971829008700201307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/971829008700201307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2010/10/canon-in-c-promo-pic.html' title='Canon in C &amp; &quot;Promo Pic&quot;'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/TLCDCbcP-FI/AAAAAAAAAiI/sGptCoE-Xt8/s72-c/150%25(e).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-9057516057137496768</id><published>2010-07-25T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T20:17:52.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Week!</title><content type='html'>What a great week it has been!  Just last week, I had problems with work &amp; worrying if I can pass my IPPT (the thought of remedial training kills me~).  Didn’t know my fitness deteriorated so much after NS.  I could only do 4 pull ups, I was almost dying after doing 20 over sit ups, standing broad jumps is always inconsistent and my best run in the last few weeks for an estimated 2.4km run was 12:51.  I needed to reach 12:40 to pass!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, my mistake in work was resolved &amp; the other problems should be settled soon.  I ordered my digital piano on Friday!  Bought 2 shirts (last time I bought was like last June &amp; the last last time was 2 years ago).  Hardly pamper myself~  I also got to watch Jay Chou’s concert on Friday!  Thanks to the free tickets my Uncle gave.  The visuals in the beginning was phewwwwwwwwwwwww weeeeet.  Really amazing.  Don’t know how he did it, but he was seemingly in a sphere, flying in mid air and rotating.  Then he played an electric guitar.  Freaking awesome.  Of course, I don’t think he was really inside, but it was very real.  They call it 4D.  I tried to find videos online to re-watch, but they don’t justify what I saw live.  Really amazing stuff.  But other than that, I was pretty disappointed.  His vocals was good (sang extremely high for some songs) but I look for other things in a concert.  I would rather stay at home and listen to his CDs if there isn’t gonna be anything different.  And there really wasn’t much change of arrangement and stuff.  He didn’t sing songs he wrote for others too (like the many he did in his previous concerts).  In his last concert, he changed the arrangement of Shuang Jie Gun and that was pretty refreshing.  He also had a piano duet with Yu Hao like in his movie, Secret.  So overall:&lt;br /&gt;Visual: 10&lt;br /&gt;Music: 8&lt;br /&gt;Diversity: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I passed my IPPT on Saturday!  What a miracle~ My prayers have not been in vain!&lt;br /&gt;SBJ – 221cm (3 pts)&lt;br /&gt;Sit Up – 31 (2 pts)&lt;br /&gt;Pull Up – 5 (2 pts)&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle Run – 10:4 secs (4 pts)&lt;br /&gt;2.4km – 12:19!!!!!! (2 pts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After knowing that I passed my static stations, I just ran for my life in the 2.4km~ Just 3 more points, and I would have qualified for $100.  But I’m just glad to pass now.  No remedial trainings!!!  Aiming silver next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuang Jie Gun in different arrangement (from last concert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5OcpwD27MFI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5OcpwD27MFI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening in 4D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_ZLWlnGG8c"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_ZLWlnGG8c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The digital piano I ordered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/TEuviYwTp0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/BKvh3O1vhho/s1600/clp-320pe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/TEuviYwTp0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/BKvh3O1vhho/s400/clp-320pe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497680775431300930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-9057516057137496768?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/9057516057137496768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=9057516057137496768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9057516057137496768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9057516057137496768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2010/07/fantastic-week.html' title='Fantastic Week!'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/TEuviYwTp0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/BKvh3O1vhho/s72-c/clp-320pe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-4098888881162581687</id><published>2010-04-18T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T13:31:59.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>路小雨 &amp; Reupload of Sadness &amp; Sorrow</title><content type='html'>Combined 2 clips cause 路小雨 needs 3 hands! (meant for 2 people to play).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also reuploaded Sadness &amp;amp; Sorrow with pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NK4EU7xgals&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/NK4EU7xgals&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5lFvI3kCuiI&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/5lFvI3kCuiI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternate Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NK4EU7xgals"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NK4EU7xgals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5lFvI3kCuiI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5lFvI3kCuiI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-4098888881162581687?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/4098888881162581687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=4098888881162581687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4098888881162581687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4098888881162581687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2010/04/reupload-of-sadness-sorrow.html' title='路小雨 &amp; Reupload of Sadness &amp; Sorrow'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-149449060982573261</id><published>2010-04-04T20:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:27:59.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Beloved Junior</title><content type='html'>Felt alot for this song after Junior passed away and decided to learn it. It's Sadness &amp;amp; Sorrow from the anime, Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alternative link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kP9Dd4qdGvU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kP9Dd4qdGvU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kP9Dd4qdGvU&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/kP9Dd4qdGvU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;A very nice display done for Junior by&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S7iD442qr3I/AAAAAAAAAho/zDcZ3b8rnHI/s1600/Photo0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456255961916944242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S7iD442qr3I/AAAAAAAAAho/zDcZ3b8rnHI/s400/Photo0021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my mom:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5461197837957040218-149449060982573261?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/149449060982573261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=149449060982573261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/149449060982573261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/149449060982573261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-my-beloved-junior.html' title='For My Beloved Junior'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S7iD442qr3I/AAAAAAAAAho/zDcZ3b8rnHI/s72-c/Photo0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-6914189056980766837</id><published>2010-03-25T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:48:05.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>It’s hard for some people to understand how attached humans can be to dogs.  Junior is part of our family member and it’s not an exaggeration at all.  We all love him to bits.  And it’s extremely painful for me because everything around me reminds me of him. He was no longer there when I woke up this morning.  I looked to the mattress he loves to lean on and he wasn’t there.  I went downstairs to buy lunch and every step walked, there were images of me walking with him.  But he won’t be doing it anymore.  I came back home and he wasn’t there to greet me anymore. There was also no glutton eyeing my food, no frightened furball cozying to me when there's thunder.  I cried in every scenario because he was simply in every part of our lives.  And he is not anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-6914189056980766837?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/6914189056980766837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=6914189056980766837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6914189056980766837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6914189056980766837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2010/03/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-5974451064660477188</id><published>2010-03-02T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:28:46.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews of Idol 9 (So far~)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S40SBkpqrgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/zlY_130fOTg/s1600-h/profile_promoa_990x250_lee+dewyze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 101px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444027342788406786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S40SBkpqrgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/zlY_130fOTg/s400/profile_promoa_990x250_lee+dewyze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I had 3 favourites during the auditions.  They are Andrew Garcia, Lee Dewyze &amp;amp; Bryan Walker (The policeman).  During Hollywood week, Andrew impressed me once again with his rendition of Paula Abdul’s Straight Up.  Lee didn’t really impress and there were no footages of Bryan at all.  But I had another favourite: Crystal Bowersox.  So among my 4 favourites, 3 made it to the top 24.  But despite all its hype, Season 9 haven’t got me anticipating for more yet.  The 1 thing I saw this season was that there seemed to be more contestants who are willing to rearrange the songs and I like that~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S40R5_rIUDI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ZXLox8u13Ac/s1600-h/profile_promoa_990x250_andrew+garcia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 101px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444027212603346994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S40R5_rIUDI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ZXLox8u13Ac/s400/profile_promoa_990x250_andrew+garcia.jpg" /&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;The girls’ top 24 performance was kinda boring for me.  There weren’t any standouts at all and some were unbearable to listen.  Crystal was doing ok.   I was surprised Simon Cowell said it’s going to be the girls’ year.  The guys did much better, in my opinion.  Andrew was not at his best, but was ok.  And Lee is back to being 1 of my favourites again after that performance.  The song wasn’t great but there was potential.  I like that kind of husky rock voice similar to Chris Daughtry, David Cook, Nickelback &amp;amp; Creed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S40RuU1THNI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/8e2WmVeGtVA/s1600-h/profile_promoa_990x250_crystal+bowersox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 101px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444027012124712146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S40RuU1THNI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/8e2WmVeGtVA/s400/profile_promoa_990x250_crystal+bowersox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I think having 4 judges confuses the contestants.  What is the contestant gonna do with 4 different opinions that contradicts?  I liked Ellen Degeneres during Hollywood week.  I thought she was funny.  Critics also said that she did great during Hollywood week but remarked that those clips were not ‘live’, so naturally we saw the best of her.  Anything boring she might have said was not shown.  It came true!  I thought she was like Paula Abdul!  Can’t stand her.  I know the top 24 beat thousands of people to be there, but you don’t have to say everybody’s great after their performance!  She did say in her own show “The Ellen Degeneres Show” that a live performance is totally different from listening to it at home.  She refused to say the girls were horrible, but just ‘totally different &amp;amp; she would watch from home now to judge’.  Haha.  I do enjoy the occasional humour from her, but she’s too much like Paula.  &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/5461197837957040218-5974451064660477188?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/5974451064660477188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=5974451064660477188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5974451064660477188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5974451064660477188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2010/03/reviews-of-idol-9-so-far.html' title='Reviews of Idol 9 (So far~)'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/S40SBkpqrgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/zlY_130fOTg/s72-c/profile_promoa_990x250_lee+dewyze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-6633491318873159541</id><published>2009-12-06T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:47:29.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Littlemon Comic Strips - Reasons for Pee Around Urinals</title><content type='html'>Scenario 1: Thinks too highly (or lengthy in this case) of his little one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SxuZRGcPKYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2Xoa0vmn5_g/s1600-h/littlemon_pee_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412087896281655682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SxuZRGcPKYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2Xoa0vmn5_g/s400/littlemon_pee_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scenario 2: Poor control of his joystick/Refusal to hold joystick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SxuZQwH-WGI/AAAAAAAAAgw/73pNI2qSiss/s1600-h/littlemon_pee_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412087890291087458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SxuZQwH-WGI/AAAAAAAAAgw/73pNI2qSiss/s400/littlemon_pee_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 3: Talking to others while peeing/Looking above while peeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SxuZQudJkKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/RkRth9HnRMM/s1600-h/littlemon_pee_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412087889843032226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SxuZQudJkKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/RkRth9HnRMM/s400/littlemon_pee_3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5461197837957040218-6633491318873159541?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/6633491318873159541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=6633491318873159541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6633491318873159541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6633491318873159541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/12/littlemon-comic-strips-reasons-for-pee.html' title='Littlemon Comic Strips - Reasons for Pee Around Urinals'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SxuZRGcPKYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/2Xoa0vmn5_g/s72-c/littlemon_pee_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-6180277979767352956</id><published>2009-09-19T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:45:13.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 of My Fav Piano Pieces</title><content type='html'>Canon in C is the reason I want to learn piano &amp;amp; the 1st song I've learned.  To Zanarkand is a very beautiful piano piece from Final Fantasy X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uE13OwMfk9g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uE13OwMfk9g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiY4rytmLpo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiY4rytmLpo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-6180277979767352956?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/6180277979767352956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=6180277979767352956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6180277979767352956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6180277979767352956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-of-my-fav-piano-pieces.html' title='2 of My Fav Piano Pieces'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-3528989132073539577</id><published>2009-09-14T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:36:40.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sq44lZXnp2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/IaTnj--uCxM/s1600-h/dog+%26+turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381300819870590818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sq44lZXnp2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/IaTnj--uCxM/s400/dog+%26+turtle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to think that it was impossible to find someone who loves me so dearly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I found you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't imagine that someone would be contented to simply hold my hands, lean on my skinny shoulders and pass time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I found you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt that even if the above 2 were to happen, I might not have the same feelings towards her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I LOVE YOU~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-3528989132073539577?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/3528989132073539577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=3528989132073539577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3528989132073539577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3528989132073539577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/09/picture-is-worth-thousand-words.html' title='A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sq44lZXnp2I/AAAAAAAAAgI/IaTnj--uCxM/s72-c/dog+%26+turtle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-4491160117431665949</id><published>2009-09-06T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:30:06.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinished Pieces</title><content type='html'>Here are videos for 不能說的秘密 &amp;amp; Canon In D!  Unfinished versions...&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;i think the level is too high for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HUbRnDNN_Yw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HUbRnDNN_Yw&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDrmLPDfUtY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDrmLPDfUtY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-4491160117431665949?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/4491160117431665949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=4491160117431665949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4491160117431665949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4491160117431665949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/09/unfinished-pieces.html' title='Unfinished Pieces'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-5990123023504911375</id><published>2009-08-30T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:43:42.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride With Me &amp; First Kiss</title><content type='html'>Finally can record videos! Quality very poor though, using my mom's Nokia 6600i.  But much better than my current hp~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jay Chou's Ride With Me &amp;amp; First Kiss (Also main tune of 蒲公英的约定) from the OST of Secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to upload more in the next few weeks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DrrnVQQUXGE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DrrnVQQUXGE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_8K5AwvKy0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_8K5AwvKy0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-5990123023504911375?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/5990123023504911375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=5990123023504911375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5990123023504911375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5990123023504911375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/08/ride-with-me-first-kiss.html' title='Ride With Me &amp; First Kiss'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-4863861065203360018</id><published>2009-07-25T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:36:41.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very Thoughtful Colleagues</title><content type='html'>I received a total of 3 birthday presents on Friday from this wonderful clique of mine. In fact it’s like 4 because the birthday card is damn nice too! Thank you guys~ I don’t have pictures of the presents but here is the picture of the card I took from EteL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362390036365354002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SmsJU7CmpBI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oQvX3FT7ZwA/s400/benne_card.jpg" /&gt;I guess this is what they call 傻人有傻福~&lt;br /&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/5461197837957040218-4863861065203360018?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/4863861065203360018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=4863861065203360018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4863861065203360018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4863861065203360018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-very-thoughtful-colleagues.html' title='My Very Thoughtful Colleagues'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SmsJU7CmpBI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oQvX3FT7ZwA/s72-c/benne_card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-1697630745029919787</id><published>2009-07-20T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:32:43.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Memories</title><content type='html'>My short stint back in Army for my re-enlistment was rewarded with some unexpected sweet memories.  I thought my life couldn’t be more worse when I first heard from my OC (Officer Commanding) that me &amp;amp; 2 other of my friends would be going to the Pioneer course as Assistant Instructors AKA 2nd in Command.  Most people told me my 3 months back in Army would be full of sleeping or some guard/clerical duties.  I expected worse but not to this extent of enduring the same shit I’ve experienced 3-4 years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were definitely many tough moments during our course, but getting to know these men of mine certainly made the difference.  I too, was and still am a man (ie. Not a commander).  But my OC figured that we had the experience &amp;amp; could help out in the course since we were lacking in commanders too.  And the experience of having your own men was different.  With added responsibilities, I felt the extra need to help the, guide them, take care of them, etc.  And they were very appreciative of little things I did too.  On top of that, they were obedient, united, cute &amp;amp; funny too.  I am also grateful to the Platoon Sergeant (PS), who took care of us and protected us from the kinds of stuff.  I even like him more than my own NS PS.  I think I’m starting to sound gay-ish already but here’s more.  I bid them goodbye when I left &amp;amp; though most of these below are exaggerated, they still sound sweet nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Corporal, we will miss you. You must miss us too.”&lt;br /&gt;“Corporal, don’t go lei. Extend ORD.”&lt;br /&gt;“Corporal, we gonna report sick tomorrow for insomnia.”&lt;br /&gt;“Corporal, can I give you a hug?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely miss these guys.  I certainly hope that I have made an impact in their lives as they have made mine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Section 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;マチン&lt;br /&gt;マヌジュ&lt;br /&gt;チュインダ&lt;br /&gt;ハンジ&lt;br /&gt;ウェイジエ&lt;br /&gt;シュシン&lt;br /&gt;ベンジャミン&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Section 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ドンリン&lt;br /&gt;オスチン&lt;br /&gt;ブライヤン&lt;br /&gt;ウェイホン&lt;br /&gt;チエンシアン&lt;br /&gt;ケナフ&lt;br /&gt;デニ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Section 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ジャスチン&lt;br /&gt;イェンナン&lt;br /&gt;フジエン&lt;br /&gt;ホンカン&lt;br /&gt;ヘインハプ&lt;br /&gt;ゲイブラウ&lt;br /&gt;カイヤン&lt;br /&gt;アルン&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t usually disclose names in my blog, hence the Japanese names to keep this entry in case I get a mild Parkinson’s disease or something~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-1697630745029919787?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/1697630745029919787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=1697630745029919787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1697630745029919787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1697630745029919787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-memories.html' title='Sweet Memories'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-6606841621894182423</id><published>2009-07-16T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:42:15.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Of The “Superstars” I Allegedly Look Like</title><content type='html'>My friends claim that I look like the celebrities, which I SERIOUSLY beg to differ. Although I think I do resemble the last one a little…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Yeo (1st from the right side): TV host in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8FrTvGLsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/w_h-L7tSkLQ/s1600-h/ben+yeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359008323184504514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8FrTvGLsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/w_h-L7tSkLQ/s400/ben+yeo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mee Pok (Right side): TV character in Singapore comedy, Right Frequency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8Fq3wN5VI/AAAAAAAAAfw/akXVRBrC1IQ/s1600-h/mee+pok.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359008315673011538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8Fq3wN5VI/AAAAAAAAAfw/akXVRBrC1IQ/s400/mee+pok.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam Lee (2nd from the right side): Hongkong actor in Gen X Cops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8FqhnQxBI/AAAAAAAAAfo/3O6aHPFspQU/s1600-h/genx1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359008309729870866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8FqhnQxBI/AAAAAAAAAfo/3O6aHPFspQU/s400/genx1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki Masuyama: Taiwanese based singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8FqXxx9FI/AAAAAAAAAfg/mrZNYgWj-D8/s1600-h/yuki+masuyama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359008307089634386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8FqXxx9FI/AAAAAAAAAfg/mrZNYgWj-D8/s400/yuki+masuyama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takuya Kimura: Japanese Actor/Singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8FqMOha6I/AAAAAAAAAfY/01OThAMij-A/s1600-h/Kimura_Takuya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359008303988960162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8FqMOha6I/AAAAAAAAAfY/01OThAMij-A/s400/Kimura_Takuya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one about Sam Lee was kinda funny as I recall the conversation with my friend that goes roughly like this:&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Hey you really look like the guy in Gen X Cops sia!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha. Nicholas Tse?? 还好 only lah.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: No lah the other guy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Stephen Fung?? Errr alright nia lah.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: *Smirkz. No the other one.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being compared to Yuki was abit flattering despite the fact that I don’t really like him. Cause the person who remarked that I look like him was a fan of his. So… not bad lah hor~ Yep and looking like Takuya Kimura is of course the best compliment I’ve ever received~ That’s about it today yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………………………………………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;…………………………………………………………………………&lt;br /&gt;………………………………………………………………&lt;br /&gt;……………………………………………………&lt;br /&gt;……………………………………………&lt;br /&gt;……………………………………&lt;br /&gt;…………………………&lt;br /&gt;……………………&lt;br /&gt;………………&lt;br /&gt;………&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Why are you squinting your eyes like that?!! Don’t look like Takuya Kimura meh?!! Fine~ I’m lying but go have a few pints of beer and come back here! You’ll see it!&lt;br /&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/5461197837957040218-6606841621894182423?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/6606841621894182423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=6606841621894182423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6606841621894182423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6606841621894182423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-of-superstars-i-allegedly-look.html' title='Some Of The “Superstars” I Allegedly Look Like'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sl8FrTvGLsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/w_h-L7tSkLQ/s72-c/ben+yeo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-1355189169652173420</id><published>2009-07-13T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:01:49.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does This Guy Look Model Material??</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357957078013819042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SltJkyTNuKI/AAAAAAAAAe4/upDiFq6XKoc/s400/Me_1fin.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thick eyebrows, right side with a scar. Left eye with double eyelid, and the other with single eyelid. Small eyes. Nose is not sharp. Lips too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, he was approached by an “Assistant Project Coordinator” AKA “Commission-Earning Personnel Hunting For Potentials”. He was stunned / puzzled / curious / flattered / skeptical / &lt;s&gt;stunned/ puzzled/ curious / flattered / skeptical / stunned/ puzzled / curious / flattered / skeptical&lt;/s&gt;. He rejected her proposal to go down the place but took her namecard anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got home and typed the website given in the namecard, half hoping that he might not be that ugly if comparing to a bunch of uglier models in the website. Phooooo…. Boy was he wrong~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imodelsholdings.com/"&gt;http://www.imodelsholdings.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not me by the way yah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How he looks in longer hair:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357959151004459826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SltLdcysozI/AAAAAAAAAfA/a_gK3ots7pA/s400/Me_2long.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Facial Hair:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357959152694619826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SltLdjFqbrI/AAAAAAAAAfI/MJI9ZVcMfcU/s400/Me_3beard.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Facial Hair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357959162235499618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SltLeGoYtGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WKlyyo43sJo/s400/Me_4beard.bmp" /&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/5461197837957040218-1355189169652173420?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/1355189169652173420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=1355189169652173420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1355189169652173420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1355189169652173420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/07/does-this-guy-look-model-material.html' title='Does This Guy Look Model Material??'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SltJkyTNuKI/AAAAAAAAAe4/upDiFq6XKoc/s72-c/Me_1fin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-6883211740517150608</id><published>2009-05-04T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:42:16.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Decides The American Idol?  (My Views)</title><content type='html'>I am gutted that 1 of my favourites, Matt Giraud is out of the competition.  I knew he is not going to win it, but I had expected him to go after Allison Iraheta and Kris Allen.  I don’t find them as good.  There are a few factors I think decides the American Idol and here are the following~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331945074730000578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fy60s4MI/AAAAAAAAAeo/R5nXxpU8onc/s320/Kris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fyukSHyI/AAAAAAAAAeg/yOk6PGv4FYs/s1600-h/Allison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331945071439912738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fyukSHyI/AAAAAAAAAeg/yOk6PGv4FYs/s320/Allison.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fyTrec6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ql0Se6GBwJs/s1600-h/Matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331945064222323618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fyTrec6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ql0Se6GBwJs/s320/Matt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fye8QzSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/B6WQi_Uq-s4/s1600-h/adam.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331945067245522210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fye8QzSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/B6WQi_Uq-s4/s320/adam.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fyCBMP0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/vOqEFLWvzrc/s1600-h/danny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331945059481567042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fyCBMP0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/vOqEFLWvzrc/s320/danny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Singing Ability – Of course lah right~. I think this is a strong 5, but I rate Kris the weakest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Likeability – Looks, background &amp;amp; attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Danny Gokey has always got that smile on his face. His story of his late wife is sad. Always persists to his decisions of song choice despite the judges’ disapproval but still willing to learn. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adam Lambert is cool looking and has great dress sense. Rumours of him being gay might have swayed some votes. His attitude is great though. Very humble&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matt looks good when he covers his forehead~ he has an ugly mole on his forehead and his hair is not appealing too. But he looks like Justin Timberlake apart from that. He has great dress sense like Adam and I love him behind the piano. His background is not very publicized like Danny and Adam, just as the other 2 contestants I’m mentioning below. His attitude is good too; always willing to listen to the judges and change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allison is not very attractive. She does not dress well either. Her attitude is ok though but she always seem to crack unfunny jokes~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kris is well-liked mainly for his looks. He has a wife, so man-crazy fans might be turned off~ And he’s quite humble too. Not as confident as Danny or Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Fans of Idols who got kicked out – Who will they support? Are they neutrals or will they support someone who is the good friend of their favourite, OR support who is the least fiercest rival of their favourite so that their idol would win&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Town Size – That’s the size of your fanbase regardless of the above factors. Sure, there’ll be minority who look at the above factors but usually they would support their own species~ Imagine if it’s China VS Singapore. I think a China William Hung would win a Singapore David Cook~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my 2 cents worth~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/5461197837957040218-6883211740517150608?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/6883211740517150608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=6883211740517150608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6883211740517150608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6883211740517150608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-decides-american-idol-my-views.html' title='What Decides The American Idol?  (My Views)'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Sf7fy60s4MI/AAAAAAAAAeo/R5nXxpU8onc/s72-c/Kris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-6860693000709554022</id><published>2009-02-17T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:47:38.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Britain’s Youngest Father At *GASP* 13 YEARS OLD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304473775270205474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SZ1Gy1dbGCI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6iAKNs5Q_VE/s400/13yrold+dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH!! Look at his face!! A kid having a kid!! Kids nowadays are so full of surprises~ And it says in the article that boys can impregnate a girl between 9-13 years old!! I am sensing it won’t be long before I hear a 9 year old father is out. At 9, I probably thought swallowing the opposite sex’s saliva caused pregnancy!! Much to the influence of Stephen Chow’s movie~ And this little boy doesn’t even know what “financial” means!! It means “DO NOT HAVE SEX AT SUCH A YOUNG AGE” you twit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracts are taken from: &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/ap/20090214/twl-eu-britain-father-at13-c8e2916.html"&gt;http://sg.news.yahoo.com/ap/20090214/twl-eu-britain-father-at13-c8e2916.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more controversies at: &lt;a href="http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/news/177665/Richard-Goodsell-Im-the-real-daddy-Alfie-and-I-want-a-DNA-test-to-prove-it.html"&gt;http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/news/177665/Richard-Goodsell-Im-the-real-daddy-Alfie-and-I-want-a-DNA-test-to-prove-it.html&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;What’s the world turning into~~?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-6860693000709554022?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/6860693000709554022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=6860693000709554022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6860693000709554022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6860693000709554022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-of-britains-youngest-father-at-gasp.html' title='One of Britain’s Youngest Father At *GASP* 13 YEARS OLD!!!'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SZ1Gy1dbGCI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6iAKNs5Q_VE/s72-c/13yrold+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-5539113254294026365</id><published>2009-01-25T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:15:40.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LittleMon Comic Strips – Lesson IV (Things We Say Or Do That Makes No Sense)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCnci9bUI/AAAAAAAAAco/R3Nh52CaFq0/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson4_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295250876070194498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCnci9bUI/AAAAAAAAAco/R3Nh52CaFq0/s400/littlemon_lesson4_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCnDLoCSI/AAAAAAAAAcg/lV4FVBffe1U/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson4_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295250869261437218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCnDLoCSI/AAAAAAAAAcg/lV4FVBffe1U/s400/littlemon_lesson4_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCm4Sct3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/4fqEUbt7Wio/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson4_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295250866337265522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCm4Sct3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/4fqEUbt7Wio/s400/littlemon_lesson4_3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCmqK4JZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NBuBPecjw9A/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson4_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295250862547412370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCmqK4JZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NBuBPecjw9A/s400/littlemon_lesson4_4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCmTKPhnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xk42r8gAgPs/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson4_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295250856370734706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCmTKPhnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xk42r8gAgPs/s400/littlemon_lesson4_5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-5539113254294026365?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/5539113254294026365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=5539113254294026365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5539113254294026365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5539113254294026365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/01/littlemon-comic-strip-lesson-iv-things.html' title='LittleMon Comic Strips – Lesson IV (Things We Say Or Do That Makes No Sense)'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SXyCnci9bUI/AAAAAAAAAco/R3Nh52CaFq0/s72-c/littlemon_lesson4_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-4221994462029465915</id><published>2009-01-07T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:10:09.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonball Evolution (The movie)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SWSbdlsXIRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dwy8jrEeJE8/s1600-h/200px-Dragonball_2009_Japanese_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288522795076493586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SWSbdlsXIRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dwy8jrEeJE8/s400/200px-Dragonball_2009_Japanese_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How weird is this?  A Canadian actor whose name is going to be Goku??  And he’s gonna say the famous “ha me ha me ha”! I thought it would be something like “FIRE BALL GO!!”  Either way, it’s freaking weird.  I’m sure the actors get goosebumps calling each other’s names on the set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Goku~”&lt;br /&gt;“Wassup Bulma~”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie’s villain is going to be the green monster, Piccolo so I’m expecting more sequels to come.  Much as I expect this film to be a flop, I do hope it’s good cause I’m a Dragonball fan too~Watch trailer here : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=64fZMN2Qu0w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=64fZMN2Qu0w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SWSbZuFH9cI/AAAAAAAAAYY/sC8KUPLTm9Q/s1600-h/180px-Goku_%2526_Bulma_Dragonball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288522728608363970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SWSbZuFH9cI/AAAAAAAAAYY/sC8KUPLTm9Q/s400/180px-Goku_%2526_Bulma_Dragonball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SWSbWJSwlNI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/TA8bmqe0HqA/s1600-h/piccolo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288522667193832658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SWSbWJSwlNI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/TA8bmqe0HqA/s400/piccolo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5461197837957040218-4221994462029465915?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/4221994462029465915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=4221994462029465915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4221994462029465915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4221994462029465915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/01/dragonball-evolution-movie.html' title='Dragonball Evolution (The movie)'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SWSbdlsXIRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dwy8jrEeJE8/s72-c/200px-Dragonball_2009_Japanese_movie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-6432889588780405036</id><published>2009-01-02T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:05:47.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, My Job and The White Tigress</title><content type='html'>I have pretty much settled down in my new job I found last September, thanks to the nice colleagues I have in and outside my department.  When I was in NCC, I used to dread going to the Army.  I was thinking “If NCC already so shitty liao, NS how??!! DIE LIAO LAH!!”  But 2 years went quickly~  Then when I was working part time, I always had to countdown to the end of the semester break.  Life seems so bleak if you are going to have a job for life.  Imagine counting down~ “Ok….35 more years to retirement. WOOO!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one factor that wasn’t considered in both situations is friends.  With friends, I think it makes the journey much much easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey!  Life’s not going to be that nice to me~  There’s a white tigress I have to give my report to every month.  And she never fails to make things difficult for me.  It is like my supervisor described “鸡蛋里挑骨头”, picking bones from an egg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286666111005706034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SV4C0WiXRzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_9H8XhNo6TE/s400/littlemon_The+White+Tigress.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brooms and pails have been proved futile to kill the white tigress, evident by the attempt of the cleaner in Singapore Zoo. Suggestions, anyone??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-6432889588780405036?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/6432889588780405036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=6432889588780405036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6432889588780405036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6432889588780405036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-my-job-and-white-tigress.html' title='Me, My Job and The White Tigress'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SV4C0WiXRzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_9H8XhNo6TE/s72-c/littlemon_The+White+Tigress.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-2160510504438969784</id><published>2008-12-25T12:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:03:06.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LittleMon Christmas Special</title><content type='html'>Here's a flash video i made for Christmas~ Kindly spend 1.30 mins of your life to watch it cos i didn't put a pause button.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone! And Happy Birthday Bro!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://megaswf.com/view/3be454820f8dbdc38a0453be5ca2e32a.html"&gt;http://megaswf.com/view/3be454820f8dbdc38a0453be5ca2e32a.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-2160510504438969784?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/2160510504438969784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=2160510504438969784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2160510504438969784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2160510504438969784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/12/heres-flash-video-i-made-for-christmas.html' title='LittleMon Christmas Special'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-8869178206920366365</id><published>2008-11-29T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:18:28.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Lost My Soul Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/STKgmoBw65I/AAAAAAAAAWM/4uK5G6IR7o8/s1600-h/littlemon_barber.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/STKgmoBw65I/AAAAAAAAAWM/4uK5G6IR7o8/s400/littlemon_barber.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274454699044563858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when my sideburns are freakin short.  Makes me feel like a schoolboy or an NS man.  EWWWW.  I went for a haircut today and after the hairdresser finished, I noticed that my right sideburn was longer than the left.  I prefer the length of the right sided one but it was uneven.  So I decided to tell him…  &lt;br /&gt;HUGE MISTAKE~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm my left sideburn is shorter than the right. Could you help me trim a little on the right?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Oh ok. (Looks at my left sideburn.  Pulls both sideburn.  Looks at the left again)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errr it’s actually the right side that’s longer…&lt;br /&gt;Him:  Yahh relax.. (Unpleased expression on his face.  Looks at left side and begins to cut left side)&lt;br /&gt;Me: ………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;Him: (Goes to the right side.  Cuts.  Goes to left side.  Cuts again)&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Hey forget it.  You cut somemore got no sideburn liao…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned:  If your sideburns are uneven, go home and cut yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-8869178206920366365?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/8869178206920366365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=8869178206920366365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/8869178206920366365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/8869178206920366365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-lost-my-soul-today.html' title='I Lost My Soul Today'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/STKgmoBw65I/AAAAAAAAAWM/4uK5G6IR7o8/s72-c/littlemon_barber.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-7683868835893041294</id><published>2008-08-13T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:47:02.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LittleMon Comic Strips – Background Info</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SKLHKM0ORfI/AAAAAAAAARg/7gRAc0bWSGQ/s1600-h/littlemon_info.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233964695010821618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SKLHKM0ORfI/AAAAAAAAARg/7gRAc0bWSGQ/s400/littlemon_info.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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&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&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&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;Age: Unknown (Some folks have claimed to see it on 30th Feb 1945)&lt;br /&gt;Species: Suspected to be a long distant relative of Hello Kitty because they have no mouths. But then again, it has no mouth, whiskers and ears. Due to more differences than similarities, it was ruled out.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Food: No mouth lei. But was caught salivating over a bird in a desert. &lt;a href="http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-of-littlemon.html"&gt;http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-of-littlemon.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Drink: No mouth lahhh&lt;br /&gt;Likes: Sleep, sleep, music (in that order)&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes: Inconsiderate people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;*A LittleMon trailer is coming soon!! Watch this space!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-7683868835893041294?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/7683868835893041294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=7683868835893041294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7683868835893041294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7683868835893041294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/08/littlemon-comic-strips-background-info.html' title='LittleMon Comic Strips – Background Info'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SKLHKM0ORfI/AAAAAAAAARg/7gRAc0bWSGQ/s72-c/littlemon_info.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-1491667343514149045</id><published>2008-07-24T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:00.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LittleMon Comic Strips - Lesson III (Filial Piety)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SIhzKzgzUMI/AAAAAAAAARA/PH4G1OmItO0/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson3_1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226553997027135682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SIhzKzgzUMI/AAAAAAAAARA/PH4G1OmItO0/s400/littlemon_lesson3_1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SIhzLMSJZPI/AAAAAAAAARI/Vaq-sMpnV-A/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson3_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226554003676554482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SIhzLMSJZPI/AAAAAAAAARI/Vaq-sMpnV-A/s400/littlemon_lesson3_2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SIhzLSpHlkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jrrasU4gxx4/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson3_3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226554005383517762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SIhzLSpHlkI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jrrasU4gxx4/s400/littlemon_lesson3_3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SIhzLv2c4yI/AAAAAAAAARY/Ee7JVT-4byo/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson3_4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226554013224067874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SIhzLv2c4yI/AAAAAAAAARY/Ee7JVT-4byo/s400/littlemon_lesson3_4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/5461197837957040218-1491667343514149045?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/1491667343514149045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=1491667343514149045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1491667343514149045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1491667343514149045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/07/littlemon-comic-strips-lesson-3-filial.html' title='LittleMon Comic Strips - Lesson III (Filial Piety)'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SIhzKzgzUMI/AAAAAAAAARA/PH4G1OmItO0/s72-c/littlemon_lesson3_1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-1400354454194552251</id><published>2008-07-18T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:47:03.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind 5 yr old - A Piano Genius</title><content type='html'>This child prodigy is currently in Singapore.  You have to check out these videos.  She has an amazing ability to play by the ear and is able to play accompaniment just by listening to someone sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntReE2n15bo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntReE2n15bo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-ixc4EiGkic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-ixc4EiGkic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tmaHBFhXEPs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tmaHBFhXEPs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is seriously, heaven's gift...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-1400354454194552251?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/1400354454194552251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=1400354454194552251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1400354454194552251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1400354454194552251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/07/blind-5-yr-old-piano-genius.html' title='Blind 5 yr old - A Piano Genius'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-3584094717694744850</id><published>2008-07-10T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:01.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mommie says…</title><content type='html'>“The leopard die E D ahh, the spots still there wan” with reference to the famous phrase “A leopard will never change its spots”, describing someone will never change.  Wrong ahh, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-seGxyvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/57hn5UqH_1w/s1600-h/leopard.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221359382955150066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-seGxyvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/57hn5UqH_1w/s400/leopard.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-sTQTu6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_suntsR7wlo/s1600-h/leopard_skeleton.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-seGxyvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/57hn5UqH_1w/s1600-h/leopard.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-sTQTu6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_suntsR7wlo/s1600-h/leopard_skeleton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221359380042333090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-sTQTu6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_suntsR7wlo/s400/leopard_skeleton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-seGxyvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/57hn5UqH_1w/s1600-h/leopard.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-sneHnOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ZRglnVLrQ0U/s1600-h/littlemon_leopard.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-sTQTu6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_suntsR7wlo/s1600-h/leopard_skeleton.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SPOTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some famous people agree with that famous phrase too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Rihanna once said “A guy who cheats WILL cheat again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evil Caocao also beheaded someone from another ruler who betrayed the latter to give him some information, believing he will do the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, should people who sin/err, should they be given a 2nd chance?  Will they change?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES~~ Though not everyone will change, I believe those who are sincere to do so deserves another chance.  May that be only 1% of the lot, we ought to give them one more try (and maybe another…. and another?).  Graciousness starts from whom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU!!  One day when you have sinned, and wanting to be forgiven, it will come back to you.  I’d like to believe that I have changed into a better person everyday~&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt; Have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-sneHnOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ZRglnVLrQ0U/s1600-h/littlemon_leopard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221359385468968162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-sneHnOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ZRglnVLrQ0U/s400/littlemon_leopard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-sneHnOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ZRglnVLrQ0U/s1600-h/littlemon_leopard.jpg"&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-sneHnOI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ZRglnVLrQ0U/s1600-h/littlemon_leopard.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-3584094717694744850?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/3584094717694744850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=3584094717694744850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3584094717694744850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3584094717694744850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-mommie-says.html' title='My Mommie says…'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SHX-seGxyvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/57hn5UqH_1w/s72-c/leopard.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-888542307979763752</id><published>2008-06-21T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:02.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LittleMon Comic Strips - Spider-mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFxvp_Oi2vI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8Arlnfd1p3E/s1600-h/littlemon_spidermon_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214165235725949682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFxvp_Oi2vI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8Arlnfd1p3E/s400/littlemon_spidermon_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFxs68hv1mI/AAAAAAAAAPo/MzxtnA1jfqg/s1600-h/littlemon_spidermon_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFxs6_7UK0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/ptMpWHzyYrQ/s1600-h/littlemon_spidermon_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214162229436623682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFxs6_7UK0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/ptMpWHzyYrQ/s400/littlemon_spidermon_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................&lt;br /&gt;...................................................&lt;br /&gt;.........................................&lt;br /&gt;.................................&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFxs7LT53gI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qEvrteiLhHk/s1600-h/littlemon_spidermon_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214162232492547586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFxs7LT53gI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qEvrteiLhHk/s400/littlemon_spidermon_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-888542307979763752?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/888542307979763752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=888542307979763752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/888542307979763752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/888542307979763752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/littlemon-comic-strips-spider-mon.html' title='LittleMon Comic Strips - Spider-mon'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFxvp_Oi2vI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8Arlnfd1p3E/s72-c/littlemon_spidermon_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-7366280399022062335</id><published>2008-06-18T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:02.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disillusioned with Life~</title><content type='html'>Gosh i just can't see myself working like this for the next 30 over years of my life. Waking up early, slogging through the day, going back late, feeling tired, and deja vu for the next 4 days. Life shouldn't be like this eh? It should be abt &lt;s&gt;waking up after 10am&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;takin afternoon naps&lt;/s&gt; doing what you like! Just recently, I just feel like learning lots of stuffs. Be a jack of all trades, and hopefully a master at something~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something totally unrelated:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFkcWUK1umI/AAAAAAAAAPg/U_oAKz01iUQ/s1600-h/canada+lynx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213229213354932834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFkcWUK1umI/AAAAAAAAAPg/U_oAKz01iUQ/s200/canada+lynx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;It's called the Canada Lynx. Twice the size of a domestic cat. Looks scary eh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-7366280399022062335?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/7366280399022062335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=7366280399022062335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7366280399022062335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7366280399022062335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/disillusioned-with-life.html' title='Disillusioned with Life~'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFkcWUK1umI/AAAAAAAAAPg/U_oAKz01iUQ/s72-c/canada+lynx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-5843596349145530917</id><published>2008-06-14T12:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:03.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic Strip of LittleMon - Lesson II (Be Considerate)</title><content type='html'>I've actually posted my lesson 1 comic strip before on my blog so i'm just gonna paste a link here if &lt;a href="http://ping.sg/"&gt;http://ping.sg/&lt;/a&gt; readers wanna read it yah. Lesson I - Say Excuse Me &lt;a href="http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-1st-comic-strip-of-littlemon-lesson.html"&gt;http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-1st-comic-strip-of-littlemon-lesson.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lesson II:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFNGAFvWPOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ORVNVJGoFfc/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson2_1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211586161152507106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFNGAFvWPOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ORVNVJGoFfc/s400/littlemon_lesson2_1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFNFb1CnWGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jAvbx3EHNec/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson2_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211585538194626658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFNFb1CnWGI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jAvbx3EHNec/s400/littlemon_lesson2_2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFNE5dlcweI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7noM4NxVkhQ/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson2_3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211584947782730210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFNE5dlcweI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7noM4NxVkhQ/s400/littlemon_lesson2_3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFNEGs32laI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cstIc_NafLI/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson2_4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211584075713123746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFNEGs32laI/AAAAAAAAAPA/cstIc_NafLI/s400/littlemon_lesson2_4.bmp" 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/5461197837957040218-5843596349145530917?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/5843596349145530917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=5843596349145530917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5843596349145530917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5843596349145530917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/comic-strip-of-littlemon-lesson-ii-be.html' title='Comic Strip of LittleMon - Lesson II (Be Considerate)'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SFNGAFvWPOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ORVNVJGoFfc/s72-c/littlemon_lesson2_1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-9042265119192108407</id><published>2008-06-07T21:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:04.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Launch in Ping.sg~!</title><content type='html'>Recently, I created this cute little thing I call LittleMon and just wanna share it with people I hope would like it too~ So I figure &lt;a href="http://ping.sg/"&gt;http://ping.sg/&lt;/a&gt; would be a good place to do it eh? =D&lt;br /&gt;I did actually posted a few of my drawings in my previous blog entries already. Would post them up again if there’s a demand. If not, my next post would be my 1st comic strip of LittleMon. Hope you guys like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqNGQVYAOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qKullt3ZW-c/s1600-h/littlemon_desert.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209131057610752226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqNGQVYAOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qKullt3ZW-c/s320/littlemon_desert.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqNGQVYAOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qKullt3ZW-c/s1600-h/littlemon_desert.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqN4u2LdfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-vTw1S8LQaU/s1600-h/littlemon_desert_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqN4u2LdfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-vTw1S8LQaU/s1600-h/littlemon_desert_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209131924794865138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqN4u2LdfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-vTw1S8LQaU/s320/littlemon_desert_2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqN4u2LdfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/-vTw1S8LQaU/s1600-h/littlemon_desert_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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/5461197837957040218-9042265119192108407?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/9042265119192108407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=9042265119192108407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9042265119192108407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9042265119192108407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/ready-for-launch-in-pingsg.html' title='Ready for Launch in Ping.sg~!'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqNGQVYAOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qKullt3ZW-c/s72-c/littlemon_desert.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-513242182915538979</id><published>2008-06-02T20:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:05.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO  - World No Tobacco Day (Feat LittleMon)</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt; WHO - World No Tobacco Day (Feat LittleMon)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 31st of May is the World No Tobacco Day where events and stuffs are held to discourage smoking. I know I have posted about smoking before in &lt;a href="http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html"&gt;March 2007&lt;/a&gt;, but I shall do it again. I am fortunate to have many friends who exhale the smoke away from me, but that is not enough. By endangering yourself to the many dangers of smoking, it will affect the love ones around you. It's not just about living "your own" life. Think about the people who would despair and you would leave behind, should anything happen to you (I know~ TOUCH WOOD).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEPqypBC1vI/AAAAAAAAAMw/PnNsmMKi8zE/s1600-h/littlemon_quitsmokin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207263749895018226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEPqypBC1vI/AAAAAAAAAMw/PnNsmMKi8zE/s400/littlemon_quitsmokin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-513242182915538979?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/513242182915538979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=513242182915538979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/513242182915538979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/513242182915538979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-world-no-tobacco-day-feat-littlemon.html' title='WHO  - World No Tobacco Day (Feat LittleMon)'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEPqypBC1vI/AAAAAAAAAMw/PnNsmMKi8zE/s72-c/littlemon_quitsmokin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-9004659760636530122</id><published>2008-06-01T23:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:05.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Comic Strip of LittleMon - Lesson I (Say Excuse Me)</title><content type='html'>My 1st Comic Strip of LittleMon - Lesson I (Say Excuse Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEPxnpBC1zI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vR5hLr14LBE/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson1_1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207271257497851698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEPxnpBC1zI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vR5hLr14LBE/s400/littlemon_lesson1_1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEPxnpBC10I/AAAAAAAAANY/MTwN9_BRjts/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson1_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207271257497851714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEPxnpBC10I/AAAAAAAAANY/MTwN9_BRjts/s400/littlemon_lesson1_2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEK8LpBC1rI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uw-vdxD_UQ4/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson1_1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEP1FJBC12I/AAAAAAAAANo/lyhO8UtRlEY/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson1_3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207275062838876002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEP1FJBC12I/AAAAAAAAANo/lyhO8UtRlEY/s400/littlemon_lesson1_3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEK8MZBC1sI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IzUnzuN75tw/s1600-h/littlemon_lesson1_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition of skew: Placed or turned to one side &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/5461197837957040218-9004659760636530122?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/9004659760636530122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=9004659760636530122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9004659760636530122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9004659760636530122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-1st-comic-strip-of-littlemon-lesson.html' title='My 1st Comic Strip of LittleMon - Lesson I (Say Excuse Me)'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEPxnpBC1zI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vR5hLr14LBE/s72-c/littlemon_lesson1_1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-1215295787937961415</id><published>2008-05-27T20:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:05.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love for the Piano…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SDwHv5BC1qI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J_ojTToSDiY/s1600-h/200px-My_Sassy_Girl_Movie_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205043788673898146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SDwHv5BC1qI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J_ojTToSDiY/s320/200px-My_Sassy_Girl_Movie_Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;My Love for the Piano…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… started when I watched “My Sassy Girl” and fell in love with the piano piece “Canon in C”. Yeah, not to be confused with the more famous “Canon in D”. Maybe it’s because of the show, I always preferred Canon in C. So that became the first song I learned on my keyboard. Tough one, considering I have never learned anything about the piano prior to that. And my love for piano grew even more when my idol is such a piano master. Jay Chou~~ This are the songs I’ve learned:&lt;br /&gt;1. Canon in C&lt;br /&gt;2. 单手弹琴 (the one Jay played with a single hand in his movie)&lt;br /&gt;3. 小雨写立可白 I (Also in his movie. And also part of the song, 蒲公英的约定)&lt;br /&gt;4. 路小雨 (Played with 路小雨 in his movie. Also part of 蒲公英的约定 in the middle of the song)&lt;br /&gt;5. Ride With Me (In the OST too!) [learned halfway]&lt;br /&gt;6. First Kiss (In the OST too! and also part of 彩虹) [learned halfway]&lt;br /&gt;7. A song Jay played that almost made his father cry [learned halfway]&lt;br /&gt;8. To Zanarkand (Final Fantasy X theme song) [learned halfway]&lt;br /&gt;9. 祝我生日快乐 (Jay &amp;amp; Landy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小雨写立可白 I &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4TIqhJcBJs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4TIqhJcBJs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LgXDPzj1eqg"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LgXDPzj1eqg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;单手弹琴 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LgXDPzj1eqg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LgXDPzj1eqg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V4TIqhJcBJs"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V4TIqhJcBJs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/5461197837957040218-1215295787937961415?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/1215295787937961415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=1215295787937961415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1215295787937961415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1215295787937961415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-love-for-piano.html' title='My Love for the Piano…'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SDwHv5BC1qI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J_ojTToSDiY/s72-c/200px-My_Sassy_Girl_Movie_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-9152027044320444056</id><published>2008-05-05T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:06.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of LittleMon</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;More of LittleMon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SB8JbfbY2jI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Po3t_1eoAb0/s1600-h/littlemon_jungle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196882862906333746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SB8JbfbY2jI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Po3t_1eoAb0/s320/littlemon_jungle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;div&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SB8IkPbY2hI/AAAAAAAAALw/QjFhAms0if0/s1600-h/littlemon_music.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196881913718561298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SB8IkPbY2hI/AAAAAAAAALw/QjFhAms0if0/s320/littlemon_music.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SB8I_fbY2iI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fpw3fHmJv1k/s1600-h/littlemon_desert.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196882381869996578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SB8I_fbY2iI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fpw3fHmJv1k/s320/littlemon_desert.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-9152027044320444056?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/9152027044320444056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=9152027044320444056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9152027044320444056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9152027044320444056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-of-littlemon.html' title='More of LittleMon'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SB8JbfbY2jI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Po3t_1eoAb0/s72-c/littlemon_jungle.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-4324858508575451718</id><published>2008-04-29T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:07.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Bored Benne Strikes Again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don’t know if this character exists but it just suddenly popped into my mind. So for the time being, this is my created cartoon character~~ &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SBciSvbY2gI/AAAAAAAAALo/Foo1Q9lktfs/s1600-h/littlemon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194658400559487490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SBciSvbY2gI/AAAAAAAAALo/Foo1Q9lktfs/s200/littlemon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SBchDfbY2dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ar9a9KyeRas/s1600-h/littlemon_piano.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194657039054854610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SBchDfbY2dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ar9a9KyeRas/s200/littlemon_piano.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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&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;div&gt;I call him LittleMon, short form for little monster: To be pronounced as Little [duhh] morn [not MONday].&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to paint him yellow but he’ll look like 七仔 in CJ7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SBchDfbY2eI/AAAAAAAAALY/aADx2qotPkg/s1600-h/cj7_big_plush03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194657039054854626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SBchDfbY2eI/AAAAAAAAALY/aADx2qotPkg/s200/cj7_big_plush03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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&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;Paint him red and he’ll look like Elmo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SBchDvbY2fI/AAAAAAAAALg/RTGrnhC69hI/s1600-h/elmo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194657043349821938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SBchDvbY2fI/AAAAAAAAALg/RTGrnhC69hI/s200/elmo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-4324858508575451718?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/4324858508575451718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=4324858508575451718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4324858508575451718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4324858508575451718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/bored-benne-strikes-again-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SBciSvbY2gI/AAAAAAAAALo/Foo1Q9lktfs/s72-c/littlemon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-8760803135221710327</id><published>2008-04-19T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:07:20.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cook’s Version of Always Be My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Cook’s Version of Always Be My Baby&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song just keeps playing in my head. Great version!! Like it when an artiste tries to do different arrangements with the song and comes out with something with their own flavour in it (AKA making the song their own). Reminds me of the Blake Lewis’ version of Bon Jovi’s “You Give Love a Bad Name”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNZpRYAmpeQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNZpRYAmpeQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4IGm9E4W9g&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4IGm9E4W9g&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course~ my idol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwUVQ53NhRk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwUVQ53NhRk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/5461197837957040218-8760803135221710327?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/8760803135221710327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=8760803135221710327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/8760803135221710327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/8760803135221710327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/cooks-version-of-always-be-my-baby.html' title='Cook’s Version of Always Be My Baby'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-7616258043892633425</id><published>2008-04-15T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:09:24.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Common Sense”</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;“Common Sense”&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My definition of common sense in daily lives: Things that people intuitively think or do, without being told.&lt;br /&gt;Common sense in workplace: Things that people have done for years and THINK you should know it too, without being told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[An exaggeration of the situation]&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh how to fly huh?&lt;br /&gt;Colleague: (Stares at me with absolute disbelief) You mean you don’t know how to fly meh??!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ………..(duhhh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-7616258043892633425?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/7616258043892633425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=7616258043892633425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7616258043892633425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7616258043892633425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/common-sense.html' title='“Common Sense”'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-9097415390233047893</id><published>2008-04-04T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:11:39.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>しがつ ついたち</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;しがつ ついたち&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months of hard work into a 5 min video~ hard work…didn’t really pay off. NEVERTHELESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bHyfnQwxMIo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bHyfnQwxMIo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I’ll be only be having slight problems since I can play it ok on my keyboard. But it was so bad I got to edit the video. Didn’t think it would be so bad. Really couldn’t adapt to the DARN hard keys of the piano and the length of it too (my keyboard only has 60 over keys).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thank you my friends for making this video possible.&lt;br /&gt;JW: For lending me your dad’s expensive videocam.&lt;br /&gt;Ivan: For disturbing you early in the morning to let me play your piano.&lt;br /&gt;My bro: For the 4GB memory card. (or else I’ll be havin a 8mb memory card)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-9097415390233047893?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/9097415390233047893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=9097415390233047893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9097415390233047893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9097415390233047893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='しがつ ついたち'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-5322566861462081047</id><published>2008-03-18T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:08.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored Benne At Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Bored Benne At Work&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being…… I am SUPER FREE at work sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9_SiifXaQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/umK4-RIpKlI/s1600-h/GP1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179089587315108098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9_SiifXaQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/umK4-RIpKlI/s200/GP1.bmp" 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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9_SiyfXaRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/z8L3NqoTJIg/s1600-h/opp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179089591610075410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9_SiyfXaRI/AAAAAAAAAK4/z8L3NqoTJIg/s200/opp.bmp" 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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9_SiyfXaSI/AAAAAAAAALA/-enw9Bx0f0E/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179089591610075426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9_SiyfXaSI/AAAAAAAAALA/-enw9Bx0f0E/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-5322566861462081047?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/5322566861462081047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=5322566861462081047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5322566861462081047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5322566861462081047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/03/bored-benne-at-work.html' title='Bored Benne At Work'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9_SiifXaQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/umK4-RIpKlI/s72-c/GP1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-4944869970259990972</id><published>2008-03-11T21:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:08.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Escapee From Toilet Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;The Escapee From Toilet Break&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably inspired by the TV show “Prison Break”, Mas Selamat Kastari tried a toilet break almost 2 weeks ago and is still at large. In case you have not been to bus stops, own a handphone, read the newspapers, watch the news, here’s what he might look like now:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176477766162802898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9aLGifXaNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/bSrRWdBHLBI/s200/mas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kinda weird when I saw the news on tvmobile saying the most wanted man in Singapore is still on the loose. Pity those who has to search for him everyday. What if this drags on man? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176478281558878434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9aLkifXaOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ImgBvO9K3K0/s200/cgon412l.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-4944869970259990972?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/4944869970259990972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=4944869970259990972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4944869970259990972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4944869970259990972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/03/probably-inspired-by-tv-show-prison.html' title='The Escapee From Toilet Break'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R9aLGifXaNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/bSrRWdBHLBI/s72-c/mas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-4911078845351995137</id><published>2008-03-03T21:07:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:09.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v4V8vg1bI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HxKHo3bfHyM/s1600-h/pton4l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173501652931499442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v4V8vg1bI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HxKHo3bfHyM/s200/pton4l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Resurrection&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back~~!!! Been so moody, busy and nothing much to blog about, thus the long absence. I'm still moody and busy (now with attachment) but got some stuffs to blog bah. But I think this will be a short stint too. =x&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully can upload some videos at the end of the month. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went to the first day of my attachment today. Toopig &lt;a href="http://www.streetdirectory.com/"&gt;http://www.streetdirectory.com/&lt;/a&gt; says you need 1 hour 37 minutes to get there. So poor Benne woke up at 6am. and reached set off around 6.40am. He planned to reach early since it’s his first day but he ended up being 1 hour earlier!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefing lasted for about half an hour before they brought me to my department at 9am at the 35th Storey. And none of my colleagues in my section knew I was coming, except my financial manager who was at a meeting till 10am. So I read some magazines, got sleepy 5 minutes later and therefore decided to stone (Official army term for staring into space) until 10am. Financial manager came! But computer wasn’t set up and my user id and password wasn’t ready. Stoned for the next 3 hours….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I continued my stoning for 1 more hour. (I’m pretty good in it sia. *smirkz) My colleague then decided to help me set up my computer. (I also dunno why dun wanna set up earlier sia) She taught me how to do some stuff and print from the system. I was like “YES!!!” got stuff to do liao. Ended up finishing in less than 10 minutes….. Printing got problems somemore but she said it’s normal to wait for awhile. So again, yahhh. Stone….. This time, it was tougher because I had to keep moving the mouse so that it doesn’t log off and I have to walk 6.82 metres away to call my pregnant colleague for her password. So there goes another hour~~ Finally went to her later and she decided to teach me some stuffs. (Again…. Why dun wanna teach earlier sia -.-“)&lt;br /&gt;That sums up my sucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v438vg1eI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2c6QyxUzsgY/s1600-h/03-03-08_1645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173502237047051746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v438vg1eI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2c6QyxUzsgY/s200/03-03-08_1645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this pic in the midst of stoning. Was hoping some birds would fly by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't happen..&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Some of my closer frens in poly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v50svg1gI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mGY1yHz4eYY/s1600-h/26022008018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173503280724104706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v50svg1gI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mGY1yHz4eYY/s200/26022008018.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;From top left: K Boo, X Ang and errr... dunno who's the guy in red. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v6K8vg1hI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5jzUvZ4qtgE/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173503662976194066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v6K8vg1hI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5jzUvZ4qtgE/s200/P1010024.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;Wee wee and 印尼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;f=1&amp;amp;word="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;f=1&amp;amp;word="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v6cMvg1iI/AAAAAAAAAKI/yQLdFrsnVEE/s1600-h/P1010028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173503959328937506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v6cMvg1iI/AAAAAAAAAKI/yQLdFrsnVEE/s200/P1010028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alien and Wee wee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-4911078845351995137?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/4911078845351995137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=4911078845351995137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4911078845351995137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4911078845351995137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2008/03/resurrection.html' title='Resurrection'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/R8v4V8vg1bI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/HxKHo3bfHyM/s72-c/pton4l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-4253212023156852891</id><published>2007-09-21T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T20:47:37.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something To Ponder About</title><content type='html'>Just some random stuff to think about:&lt;br /&gt;You can’t have a front without a back. There’s no up without down. And there can’t be light without darkness. (Source: From a book “Gone for good”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you try to fail, but succeed instead. Did you fail or succeed? (Source: from the Newpaper)&lt;br /&gt;If you are confident that you will fail, are you confident or unconfident? (Source: Myself)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-4253212023156852891?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/4253212023156852891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=4253212023156852891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4253212023156852891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/4253212023156852891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/09/something-to-ponder-about.html' title='Something To Ponder About'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-1820397384363367371</id><published>2007-08-15T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:10.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我知道秘密了!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RsKtEjbu8vI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-0880j-HO7U/s1600-h/movie_secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098828021879468786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RsKtEjbu8vI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-0880j-HO7U/s200/movie_secret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know the secret le! WOO! Watched 不能说的秘密 today. Here’s what I think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jay’s funny.  And he’s probably being himself again.  So full marks for the acting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gui Lun Mei’s cute.  Her smile is captivating and she sounds damn cute when she said “都喜欢啊~”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The piano battle with Yu Hao was phewwww weeeet.  Made me practice more on my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like the relationship they have at the start, where Gui Lun Mei likes to disturb Jay.  Reminds me of my secondary school days.  Very sweet~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The lines in the movie are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The piano pieces are nice (Composed by Jay) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The twist to the story was pretty good.  I thought I had guessed it, and then the story twisted again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cool movie, overall! Reminded me of another romantic movie, but I'll give away the plot if I mention it. My very own secret is about to be out too~ *winkz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098828477146002210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RsKtfDbu8yI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jbDfJCI4ZqY/s200/movie_secret13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098828313937244946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RsKtVjbu8xI/AAAAAAAAAI4/NgUFreges2U/s200/movie_secret12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098947662488466226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RsMZ4jbu8zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/87RHLYDnT7c/s200/movie_secret5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-1820397384363367371?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/1820397384363367371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=1820397384363367371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1820397384363367371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/1820397384363367371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='我知道秘密了!!'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RsKtEjbu8vI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-0880j-HO7U/s72-c/movie_secret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-3158231891942487140</id><published>2007-08-05T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:10.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RrXNADbu8uI/AAAAAAAAAIg/46Fc5tKYyF0/s1600-h/mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095203954244907746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RrXNADbu8uI/AAAAAAAAAIg/46Fc5tKYyF0/s200/mask.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just quit my job last week. It is an ultimate backstabbing company. And being a part-timer, everyone seems to be telling me who they dislike. What’s worse: A and B badmouths C. When you think A and B are friends… Nope ~ B and C talks bad about A. And it goes on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably a very typical situation in working life. You don’t really know who are your friends or foes. Get stabbed once in awhile. Wear masks and smile to everyone, even if you don’t like them. Especially your bosses eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unconsciously, we wear masks every now and then. When we like someone, we present ourselves in ways that we often aren’t. And then find out later they are not who they are. Tiring, isn’t it.&lt;br /&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/5461197837957040218-3158231891942487140?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/3158231891942487140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=3158231891942487140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3158231891942487140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3158231891942487140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/08/masks.html' title='Masks'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RrXNADbu8uI/AAAAAAAAAIg/46Fc5tKYyF0/s72-c/mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-7348574029167464381</id><published>2007-07-22T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T13:58:28.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinkin, thinkin, thinkin...</title><content type='html'>You know how sometimes you wish people would think like you do? Gosh, I think of that all the time. That’s why I’m often disappointed with people. One of them is probably how people apprehend love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s disheartening when people tell you they won’t accept people who are like this or like that, or only accept people with certain qualities. Sure, I have my list of criteria too. Long coloured hair (I think people look better with coloured hair), pretty face, tall, slim. Likes animals, especially dogs. Can cook (I’m not looking for a maid), do housework (seriously not looking for a maid =x). Must be filial, mature, non-smoker and loves the people I love (junior included).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seriously doesn’t matter when you really like someone right. Someone once asked me. “So would you like a fat and ugly girl?”&lt;br /&gt;Well, not at first sight of course. But I wouldn’t rule out that possibility. Love could grow. It is something unexplainable. It’s not even what’s inside of her that’s important. It’s what your heart feels. If you ask if it’s my choice to like someone, I’d say no. Because a choice is something you choose. It’s something my heart chose, and I cannot deny it. It may probably sound stupid to you if you don’t feel like I do, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-7348574029167464381?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/7348574029167464381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=7348574029167464381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7348574029167464381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7348574029167464381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/07/thinkin-thinkin-thinkin.html' title='Thinkin, thinkin, thinkin...'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-2482970839675385648</id><published>2007-07-05T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:10.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Rozl-UbCHaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/cBqFLxweQLU/s1600-h/sad_bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083690938191191458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Rozl-UbCHaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/cBqFLxweQLU/s200/sad_bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I once read an article about people who intentionally hurt themselves when they feel sad, depressed and stuff. Or because of fear, shame or low self-esteem. I once had a classmate like that. She would cut herself on her hands with a penknife. I think she was upset over some relationship problems. Also had a friend who burnt his hands with cigarette buds. Don’t know why though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think it was really dumb to do that. Not that I changed the way I thought, but I also felt like hurting myself yesterday. It was a strange feeling. Just had the sudden urge to bang myself against the wall, punch the wall and stab myself. It’s hard to describe. A feeling of sadness, helplessness and little jealousy. Somehow felt that I need to vent it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn’t of course. There was still some rationale left in me. Merely punched the ground. Arghhh, hope this misery ends soon…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-2482970839675385648?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/2482970839675385648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=2482970839675385648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2482970839675385648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2482970839675385648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/07/depressed.html' title='Depressed'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Rozl-UbCHaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/cBqFLxweQLU/s72-c/sad_bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-7996980307999243711</id><published>2007-07-02T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:11.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin blue~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RojS50bCHZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NkSksOFElys/s1600-h/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082544070254009746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RojS50bCHZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NkSksOFElys/s200/sad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I’m so damn tired nowadays. I miss the days in army when I can just “stone” for very long. It’s a term often used in army to describe someone staring into blank space. It feels rather good. Like the time has stopped and your mind stops thinking. It’s probably the only thing I missed in army. You don’t have many things to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up sucks, ain’t it? Worrying about this and that. Missed my weekends when I don’t have to work. I also miss the carefree life when I was young. Played soccer everyday after school~ which led to me staying back in Secondary 3~ ahem. ANYWAY, yah I missed that life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl once told me something like she would definitely choose someone who studies hard. Some guys might go “ohhh…. bitch~~” But there’s some rationale in it. She made me realize every thing we do not only affects ourselves, but our family too. I realized that if I didn’t work hard enough, my family’s going to suffer. While teachers always tell us it’s OUR own future. It’s actually a lot more than that yah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-7996980307999243711?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/7996980307999243711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=7996980307999243711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7996980307999243711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7996980307999243711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/07/feelin-blue.html' title='Feelin blue~'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RojS50bCHZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NkSksOFElys/s72-c/sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-3657455107271798986</id><published>2007-06-16T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:11.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make This World A Better Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RnN1RJuXjmI/AAAAAAAAAII/f57OMOfKMzM/s1600-h/blog_marsVSvenus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076530142505307746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RnN1RJuXjmI/AAAAAAAAAII/f57OMOfKMzM/s200/blog_marsVSvenus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is one of the most meaningful drama Singapore has ever shown on tv.  It’s just whether people would really sit down and think over the things said.  I’ve lost count of the number of times I said “That’s so freakin true!” when I was watching it.  And the show’s got great quotes!  I’m gonna watch it over and again and take down all the quotes.  I love great quotes!  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the things they said are really very true.  If only people could just listen to these advices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get these quotes from the last episode:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Loving a person is about acceptance, not tolerance.”&lt;br /&gt;“It's magnanimity, not indulgence.”&lt;br /&gt; It's support, not control."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Times of need bring out true emotions. Moments of rationale mask true emotions"&lt;/em&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/5461197837957040218-3657455107271798986?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/3657455107271798986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=3657455107271798986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3657455107271798986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3657455107271798986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/06/make-this-world-better-place.html' title='Make This World A Better Place'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RnN1RJuXjmI/AAAAAAAAAII/f57OMOfKMzM/s72-c/blog_marsVSvenus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-449010897203478588</id><published>2007-06-06T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:57:00.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Most Irritating People</title><content type='html'>1. Parents who don’t give a damn when their kids are misbehaving in the public.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, the kids are annoying.  But seeing the parents not doing anything is even more annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People who you helped but made it sound like you should thank them for whatever nonsensical reasons.  Eg. Helping someone kill a cockroach, but said to you “Ahhh see! I helped you build your courage!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People who done you wrong but blames you instead, again for whatever crappy reason.  Eg. Broke your stuff but said “Where got people put things there sia?” ……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People who take advantage of your kindness.  Ungrateful people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. People who starts an argument with you but ends with “Aiyah, you won’t understand wan lah.” Makes it sound like you are definitely wrong.  I hate to be wrong~ =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Overconfident people.  People who think they are better than what they are.  Don’t like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. People who don’t leash their dogs, putting my precious Junior in danger.  And what’s worse, the owners are like point number 1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. People who blast their music on the bus using their handphones.  And some keep repeating the same songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. People who denied what they said or did previously when you are 101% sure they said or did it.  So frustrating when you can’t prove yourself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. And err… irritating people.  Irritating people are irritating, aren’t they? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: They are not arranged in any sequence or order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-449010897203478588?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/449010897203478588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=449010897203478588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/449010897203478588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/449010897203478588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/06/top-10-most-irritating-people.html' title='Top 10 Most Irritating People'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-3082321190433779210</id><published>2007-05-23T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T19:47:54.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble~, trouble, trouble, trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KrZkaj37kA0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KrZkaj37kA0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubled like the song says.  Except that I’m not saved by a woman like the chorus~ I fell for someone.  But everyday, I’m praying she’ll be with someone who she loves.  Praying that she won’t fall in love with me.  But I can’t help treating her well.  Besides foreseeing some problems between us, I have serious inferiority complex.  I have bony shoulders which are not good to lie on.  I don’t know how to console her when she’s sad.  I am not rich.  People tell me that all these don’t matter when 2 people are in love.  I tell people that too.   But I’m not even confident that people will fall in love with me.  To love or be loved.  I always feel that my future girlfriend will be with me because she chooses the latter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current favourite song cause it’s chorus says all what I want for her:&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;br /&gt;And when you’re out there getting where you’re getting to&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you and wants the same things too&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is my wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJxZuIZTV68"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJxZuIZTV68" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/5461197837957040218-3082321190433779210?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/3082321190433779210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=3082321190433779210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3082321190433779210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3082321190433779210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/05/trouble-trouble-trouble-trouble.html' title='Trouble~, trouble, trouble, trouble'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-307926585430854990</id><published>2007-05-11T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:11.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RkQF6bIOrYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/je2oF_IhUtk/s1600-h/10-01-06_1752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063178382344105346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RkQF6bIOrYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/je2oF_IhUtk/s200/10-01-06_1752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; “I will both lie down and sleep; for You alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I would explain this quote from the last post, didn’t I.  See, I have this problem of getting to sleep since… donkey years ago.  I could lie down on my bed for 5, 6 hours and I couldn’t get to sleep.  So annoying right.  Insomnia’s stopping me from carrying out my favourite hobby.  So I often think a lot when I couldn’t sleep.  Actually I’m not sure.  I don’t know if I thinking a lot because I can’t sleep, or that I can’t sleep because I’m thinking a lot.  Did I lost you? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions of things I thought of when I couldn’t sleep.  One of them is the setting up of this blog.  Why cockroaches exist~?  Haha.  I got an answer ok.  They exist so that we keep our place clean.  It’s the reason why they look so disgusting.  Imagine if cockroaches look cute!  Gosh.  People would try to attract cockroaches by keeping the place dirty yeah.  Good answer right?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I’ve never been to church before, but 29th April 2007(AKA my spiritual bday) was the day I really prayed with all my heart.  My gf brought me to her church to get my skin problems healed and some things fell in place really nice for me.  Like the prayer up there which the pastor said we could use, if we can’t sleep (haven’t tried. Been able to sleep well since then) And a prayer to heal our wounds:&lt;br /&gt;Peter 2:24 “He Himself bore our sins in His body on the tree, so that we might die to sins and live to righteousness; by His wounds you have been healed.”&lt;br /&gt;I hope it helps yah.&lt;br /&gt;Ps: thanks once again, gf ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-quote&lt;br /&gt;“i think the greatest feeling in life is knowing that u can continue to sleep after waking up.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-307926585430854990?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/307926585430854990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=307926585430854990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/307926585430854990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/307926585430854990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/05/sleeping.html' title='Sleeping'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RkQF6bIOrYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/je2oF_IhUtk/s72-c/10-01-06_1752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-8698489687128922530</id><published>2007-05-04T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:11.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christianity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RjrQt7IOrXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5_DiFpuTpyA/s1600-h/04-05-07_1345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060586618689072498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RjrQt7IOrXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5_DiFpuTpyA/s200/04-05-07_1345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’ll be running out of topics to write soon. Haha. Do give suggestions if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was little, I liked crosses. I loved to buy chokers(those you put around your neck) with crosses. I lost it several times and I’m looking for one as nice as my old one now. The above picture is an accessory attached to my handphone. Broke a couple of months ago. =.=” One’s in my pencil box and the other miraculously ended up in my bag I brought to work. No joke! So I put it in wallet since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Sec 3, my friend came to talk to me about Jesus. I was very very interested. I guess that was when it started. Then my friend gave me a bible. It was IVAN!! See, I wrote something nice about you, Ivan. So nice of you. Then in ITE, my friend brought me to his church. But I’ve been there no more than 5 times. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I got a lot of reasons not going to the church. Some can’t be announced. But mainly because… I’m lazy~ But my faith for Jesus is as strong a rock. It’s commitment I’m lacking of. Nothing people say against Him could sway my faith. It’s not as if I agree with everything He does, but I believe He has His reasons. I had a Christian friend who was afraid to read Da Vinci’s Code because he’s scared he might be swayed. I read it anyway and instead, it made me wanting to find facts to prove it all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Some people call it blind faith. Maybe so. But God is already something unexplainable. You cannot simply use Science and stuff to debate against it. My knowledge of God is not that great so I cannot explain the 101 questions you have in mind. But I’m praying everyday for the people around me to believe in Him one day. I hope you do. And do not get pissed when Christians try to talk to you. Some might be close to pestering, but do consider their intentions. They aren’t getting any benefits. Kindly turn them away if you are not at all interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quote (Psalm 4:8) my favourite verse! Explain next wk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I will both lie down and sleep; for You alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-8698489687128922530?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/8698489687128922530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=8698489687128922530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/8698489687128922530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/8698489687128922530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/05/christianity.html' title='Christianity'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RjrQt7IOrXI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5_DiFpuTpyA/s72-c/04-05-07_1345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-3255527187598371339</id><published>2007-04-28T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T14:54:34.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World’s Unfair</title><content type='html'>I just watched American Idol on Thursday night.  The theme was “Idol Gives Back”.  It was a special mission to help the needy people in America and some poor countries like Africa.  It was the first time they held such an event and the response was pretty good.  Afterall, American Idol is the most watched TV programme in America.  The videos they played were very sad.  Children dying of poverty every 30 seconds.  And there are also many who died of malaria.  And the cost of the medicine?  $2.  $10 to buy a mosquito net to prevent mosquito bites.  It’s an amount we could all afford and yet there are people out there who die because they don’t have a mere $2 in their pocket.  Isn’t it so sad that there are some people who are so obscenely rich while others are struggling everyday to live.  There was this segment they interviewed the celebrities on the total funerals they ever went to.  No one reached 10.  This particular guy they interviewed.  200 over~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-quote from Simple Plan’s “Crazy” lyrics&lt;br /&gt;“Tell me what's wrong with society&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When everywhere I look I see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rich guys driving big SUVs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While kids are starving in the streets”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-3255527187598371339?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/3255527187598371339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=3255527187598371339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3255527187598371339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3255527187598371339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/04/worlds-unfair.html' title='The World’s Unfair'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-2112990477305754365</id><published>2007-04-20T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:12.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t Take Things For Granted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RihedwnGG7I/AAAAAAAAAHw/oQrLAw67D7o/s1600-h/movie_200poundsbeauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055394447081479090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RihedwnGG7I/AAAAAAAAAHw/oQrLAw67D7o/s200/movie_200poundsbeauty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just watched this korean movie online. Not bad. Yet another movie compared to My Sassy Girl. Yet again, not comparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read the papers some time ago where they interviewed a few of our local celebrities on why marriages fail. And I totally agreed with what 1 of them said. Gradually, we take each other for granted. We are so guilty of that, aren’t we? Not only to your spouse, but the people around you or even the things around you. Ever thanked your Mom for cooking, washing and doing so many other things for you? I never did. THANKS MOM! Ok, I just did. Actually, at some point of time in my life, I included thanking God for everything I possess and constantly reminded myself everyday not to take things for granted. I don’t know if it would be just a routine prayer in years to come, but I try to keep telling myself so that I wouldn’t take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couples. How thrilled were we when our love ones cook for us for the very first time? Thank them? Hug them? Kiss them? How about a year later? 5 years later? Some people believe that such politeness can be spared when two people are much closer. Ok, words aside then. Are you appreciative at all? Or has it already become something he or she is obliged to do for you. In the army, I learned two words. ‘Entitlement’ and ‘Privilege’. A lot of things we possess are privileges, not entitlements. It is your privilege that your Mom cooks for you. She’s not entitled to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another factor I feel must exist in a relationship is compromising. In a family, we naturally grown used to compromising each other. Not in a relationship though. People break up nowadays with the slightest reason. Gone were the days couples were so embarrassed to do a divorce. Of course, there are pros and cons. But if divorces are going to be so convenient, less people are going to try making things work out. There’s this chinese saying that goes like “If you are happy, you be together. If not, do a break-up”. It reflects the society now, doesn’t it? Simple words with heavy consequences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;-quote&lt;br /&gt;“Do unto others, as you would have them do unto you.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-2112990477305754365?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/2112990477305754365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=2112990477305754365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2112990477305754365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2112990477305754365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-take-things-for-granted.html' title='Don’t Take Things For Granted'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RihedwnGG7I/AAAAAAAAAHw/oQrLAw67D7o/s72-c/movie_200poundsbeauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-6024538146716329053</id><published>2007-04-16T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:12.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RiNzkXTxJxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ESYZFYV6Feg/s1600-h/16-04-07_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054010275409241874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RiNzkXTxJxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ESYZFYV6Feg/s200/16-04-07_2036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you my dear gf for this gift. Haha. She’s not really my girlfriend. But we had this conversation and she said gf and g_f no difference. So… ok lor~ Anyway, you don’t want me to reveal yr name do you, gf? :p&lt;br /&gt;Your initials may also be easy to guess if someone you know visits my blog. Anyway, this dog you named Senior(with reference to my dog, Junior) has its legs attached to the ears and body leh. Don’t know can detach anot haha. Anyway, thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep this post abit longer (hee I know some of you are tsk-ing)…. I ended my part-time job! It may be very slack but I haven’t been sleeping well for the 2 months there. And of course, a slacker like me would complain of any kinda job I’m gonna get. But for the first time, I lost my voice. I fell sick about 3 weeks into the job. And when I tried to talk the next day, my voice zhao siah. It was so funny I couldn’t help but laugh at myself everytime I talked. Then on the last day of my job, I woke up with a terrible headache, followed by a fever. It was a Saturday and I wasn’t even supposed to work. But my supervisor needed help badly and I promised him the day before. When I went to work, my legs suddenly ached badly. Feels like I did some tedious exercise. My legs still feels kinda wobbly now. Same thing you feel the day after your exercise. This is also the first experience in my life. Falling sick within 2 months is also the first time for me. I don’t know if it’s due to the lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some funny phrases you can use in your workplace(found it in the papers today)&lt;br /&gt;“I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m really easy to get along with once you people learn to worship me.”&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll try to be nicer if you’ll try being smarter.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-6024538146716329053?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/6024538146716329053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=6024538146716329053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6024538146716329053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/6024538146716329053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/04/special-thanks.html' title='Special Thanks'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RiNzkXTxJxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ESYZFYV6Feg/s72-c/16-04-07_2036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-2484509633855275483</id><published>2007-04-14T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:12.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic Working Life</title><content type='html'>Another week of non-stop movies. Watched lesser this week though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RiBz_HTxJuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Xm_S5NUGenk/s1600-h/movie_Break_up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053166310040610530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RiBz_HTxJuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Xm_S5NUGenk/s200/movie_Break_up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RiB16nTxJwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hfekw_oFI-U/s1600-h/movie_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053168431754454786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RiB16nTxJwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hfekw_oFI-U/s200/movie_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053168062387267314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RiB1lHTxJvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/JvgP3YXUFis/s200/movie_Battle_of_Wits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz. Falling sick again. I think my working environment really sucks. And although my job is much much much more slack than my previous job(I get to sleep 5 hours everyday~), their pay system is damn sucky. In Toshiba(my ex company), I get to be paid overtime after 8 hours everyday. And if I work on a Saturday, it’s twice my hourly rate. In my current job, you must hit 44 hours per week(that’s a loss of 4 hours OT) and at least 8 hours everyday. Which means, if I work on a weekend without hitting 8 hours, I get my normal pay only. And OT is calculated at hourly basis whereas in my previous job, it's on half an hour basis.  Unlike my supervisor though, I get to rest on weekends. He works EVERYDAY. 6am to 9 or 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn’t for my financial problems, I would have seriously slacked my way through my semester break. Working life is just so scary. You just keep working and working and working. My Japanese bosses in Toshiba practically have no life. I see them there when I reach work and they are still there when I go home.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not being lazy, but to me, there are things more important than money in life. I would love to pamper my family and give them and luxurious life. But I would rather get a job that pays me ok and allows me to spend quality time with my family. I hope my future partner will be able to share the same thoughts….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In every group there's one pain in the ass, and if you look around and can't find one, it's probably you."&lt;br /&gt;- quote from my friends’s msn nick (haha. find it pretty funny. JW, it’s you)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-2484509633855275483?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/2484509633855275483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=2484509633855275483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2484509633855275483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2484509633855275483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/04/hectic-working-life.html' title='Hectic Working Life'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RiBz_HTxJuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Xm_S5NUGenk/s72-c/movie_Break_up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-9119556814916550324</id><published>2007-04-07T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:14.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose Your Children’s Names Carefully</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;=D Found a great website for online movies and I went movie &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcXu3ZsJTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mBXF0BfCMrg/s1600-h/movie_curse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;frenzy this week. These are the movies I watched:  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcXvHZsJWI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_UblM1Tb1ZA/s1600-h/movie_xmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050531605327390050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcXvHZsJWI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_UblM1Tb1ZA/s200/movie_xmen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcXu3ZsJUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/QUlpCaOwFqE/s1600-h/movie_Pirates_of_the_caribbean_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050531601032422722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcXu3ZsJUI/AAAAAAAAAGw/QUlpCaOwFqE/s200/movie_Pirates_of_the_caribbean_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcYPXZsJXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sClFCVOULGs/s1600-h/movie_curse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050532159378171250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcYPXZsJXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sClFCVOULGs/s200/movie_curse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcXvHZsJVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GWJqapFt0Yw/s1600-h/movie_tmnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050531605327390034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcXvHZsJVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/GWJqapFt0Yw/s200/movie_tmnt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loading these movies to watch today (Watched Borat halfway. NICE!):&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcUy3ZsJMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/UDeFezqbdb0/s1600-h/movie_Borat_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050528371217016002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcUy3ZsJMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/UDeFezqbdb0/s200/movie_Borat_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcVSnZsJOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IhUUGyQUJ9k/s1600-h/movie_Just_Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050528916677862626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcVSnZsJOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IhUUGyQUJ9k/s200/movie_Just_Friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050528723404334290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcVHXZsJNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/87xPtDnrVRs/s200/movie_Primeval.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doing a short post today about choosing a right name for your children. Well, mine’s a great example of a sucky name! People who know me well knows that my full name is Tan Chee Liang Benne. Tan is Chen in Chinese. Sounds like 真. Chee Liang sounds like 凄凉. And together, you have 真凄凉~~ =.=”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have grown used to it. What else can you not laugh at when you can laugh at yourself eh. Here are the other funny names I’ve gathered:&lt;br /&gt;Dean Windass – Soccer player&lt;br /&gt;Nicky Butt – Soccer player&lt;br /&gt;Frank Lampard – Doesn’t it sound like something vulgar in hokkien&lt;br /&gt;Chin Sian – My army friend. Sounds like very bored in hokkien right.&lt;br /&gt;Brad Pitt – You think it’s normal right. Wait till he name his son Arm. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Laugh at yourself first, before anyone else can”&lt;br /&gt;- quote from the internet&lt;/p&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/5461197837957040218-9119556814916550324?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/9119556814916550324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=9119556814916550324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9119556814916550324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/9119556814916550324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/04/choose-your-childrens-names-carefully.html' title='Choose Your Children’s Names Carefully'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RhcXvHZsJWI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_UblM1Tb1ZA/s72-c/movie_xmen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-7869172926697511338</id><published>2007-03-28T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:14.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extend your Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RgoNC2YJxCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cloVqjgIARA/s1600-h/kristy_mag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046860675029779490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RgoNC2YJxCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cloVqjgIARA/s200/kristy_mag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something enriching to share today haha. I suddenly remembered an article I read in a magazine years ago. So I tried to dig it out. And ta-da! The above picture is the magazine. It reads 姐妹, with a picture of Kristy Yeung(杨恭如) and it’s dated October 2001. It was the first, and probably the last woman’s magazine I ever &lt;s&gt;buy&lt;/s&gt; take. She’s my dreamgirl! (*blushes) And it’s free, cause I took it from my Mom’s shop. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so at pg 123…. There’s an article titled qi gong~ First sentence reads “Do you know how to breathe?” (*sniggers)&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people don’t know how to breathe. (*grinz)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the reason they stated why Tortoises can live over a hundred years. It’s their slow breathing. In short, they know qi gong~~(interpreted by myself) In a minute, a normal person inhales about 10 times. A person who knows the way to breathe inhales only about 4-6 times. The secret is to breathe in and out from your diaphragm AKA 丹田. It is located 3 fingers below your belly button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The method they taught to breathe from the diaphragm: First, you must sit in a meditating position (I don’t know why). Your back must be straight. Your eyes should focus at 1 inch away from your legs (I don’t know why also. Just do it). Relax. Now take a deep breath and imagine a white light going through your nose, throat, heart, stomach and then the diaphragm. The light must glow for a while in the diaphragm and then bounce back the same way out. Do this 7 times. Do this everyday and you will master qi gong, and probably live longer than any tortoise you have ever heard of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: This article is in Chinese and I’m not really good in Chinese. Do it at your own risks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It takes alot of courage to end yr life, but takes even more to live on and face the problem”&lt;br /&gt;– quote from err… I forgot where I saw it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-7869172926697511338?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/7869172926697511338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=7869172926697511338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7869172926697511338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7869172926697511338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/03/extend-your-life.html' title='Extend your Life!'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RgoNC2YJxCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cloVqjgIARA/s72-c/kristy_mag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-2436142965659575029</id><published>2007-03-24T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:14.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RgTUlZMEtlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h_A9CvIi9I0/s1600-h/cigarette_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045391221443573330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RgTUlZMEtlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h_A9CvIi9I0/s200/cigarette_final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RgTUBJMEtkI/AAAAAAAAACs/WEHTRQkj8qk/s1600-h/cigarette_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It reads serial killer on the cigarette&lt;/span&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;There is always something about somebody we don’t like, don’t we? Ok maybe you do like everything about me. (*smirks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For smokers, I hate their selfishness. There are nice people I know who are smokers (Mr I.T, you are not one of them haha). But as I said again, everyone has flaws and it’s their selfishness I’m going to be talking about. I’m sure it’s a common knowledge that someone who inhales the smoke beside a smoker (AKA the 2nd-hand smoker) suffers as bad as or even worse than the smoker himself. I see some hands raised up saying you always smoke alone. Fine~ Please proceed to the next paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking also causes diseases such as heart attack, emphysema, lung cancer, etc. So isn’t it also selfish to expose yourself to such danger and risk dying young when you have family and kids? Ok I now see legs raising up and you saying that “Will die means will die mah! Some people live so healthily also die!” That’s a crappy reason. If I take a knife to stab you, would you not avoid it and say “Will die means will die mah!” I do believe in fate, but we do everything we can to produce the outcome we desire. When we can do no more, that is when fate comes in place. We don’t sleep at home and hope money suddenly appears. Don’t study and expect to score well. So, not smoking MINIMISES the risk of various diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most smokers who tell me they smoke because of stress, read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://no-smoking.org/march04/03-15-04-2.html"&gt;http://no-smoking.org/march04/03-15-04-2.html&lt;/a&gt; Smoking DOES NOT relieve stress.&lt;br /&gt;For people who think they look cool. “………………………..”&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who don't smoke in front of me or do not smoke directly in my faces. But read the previous paragraph and consider again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: i finished learning "Canon in C"!! YAY! choosing a jay chou's song to learn next. and err... since today’s post is about selFISHness, here’s a quote :x&lt;br /&gt;“Give a man a fish and he’ll eat for a day. Teach him how to fish and he can eat for a lifetime”&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/5461197837957040218-2436142965659575029?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/2436142965659575029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=2436142965659575029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2436142965659575029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2436142965659575029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/03/smoking.html' title='Smoking'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RgTUlZMEtlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h_A9CvIi9I0/s72-c/cigarette_final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-5422970372615375299</id><published>2007-03-20T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:14.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Rf9f95MEtjI/AAAAAAAAACk/qDv4ZZ9A0gg/s1600-h/beer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043855624606365234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Rf9f95MEtjI/AAAAAAAAACk/qDv4ZZ9A0gg/s200/beer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have a couple of friends who love clubbing man. I don’t like clubbing. Been there twice. Both times for Mr I.T’s birthday. Sucky friend who loves to chiong. :x&lt;br /&gt;People usually go there to do 3 things.&lt;br /&gt;-Smoke&lt;br /&gt;-Drink&lt;br /&gt;-Dance&lt;br /&gt;If you do one thing less, it’s not really worthwhile lei. If you don’t smoke, you will be there as a 2nd-hand smoker. If you don’t drink, like damn weird lei. If you don’t dance, please proceed to the nearest kopitiam. You can smoke and drink there too. Paying so much and not doing the 3 is such a waste of money. Out of the three, I only drink. A little. Hate the feeling of having a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something else guys do when they club? Buah(rub against) girls. Girls? Get buah-ed~~ So, readers. Give up clubbing!! Mr I.T… Give it up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading."&lt;br /&gt;"24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence? I think not."&lt;br /&gt;- quotes I found in the internet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-5422970372615375299?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/5422970372615375299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=5422970372615375299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5422970372615375299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/5422970372615375299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/03/clubbing.html' title='Clubbing'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Rf9f95MEtjI/AAAAAAAAACk/qDv4ZZ9A0gg/s72-c/beer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-209325718389553999</id><published>2007-03-11T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:15.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RfQfxgnR7XI/AAAAAAAAACc/QrfDxche6gI/s1600-h/boy_girl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040688818363166066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RfQfxgnR7XI/AAAAAAAAACc/QrfDxche6gI/s320/boy_girl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="4" width="100%" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;This is a marquee i created for fun. you don't have to read it. but i guess u already have. ha...ha....ha&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to put pictures of women clad in bikinis, but I have decided this should be a healthy blog. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For unknown reasons, I tend to find myself empathising problems women face. And due to these various problems, I fear of having a daughter in the future. Reason being, I’ll be over-protective and she’s gonna really hate me. There are just too many things girls should take care of and I definitely cannot protect her 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read in the paper once about an artiste commenting that girls have to look pretty on tv whereas guys can look fat and stuff and no one cares. How true. Whether a girl is pretty, ugly, well-endowed, flat-like-阿雅, they get &lt;strong&gt;unnecessary attention&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a normal courtship, it’s usually boys who go after the girls. Girls don’t go wooing boys they like(normally). Therefore, girls &lt;strong&gt;can only choose among people who like them&lt;/strong&gt;. If they are fortunate enough, the love is mutual. So when the girl doesn’t like the boy. The boy starts doing romantic stuff and finally touched her heart. Now, does the girl really like the guy or is she just choosing to be with someone who loves her? And more than often, the romantic stuffs end after courtship yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on to marriage. Girl will have to &lt;strong&gt;live with the guy’s family&lt;/strong&gt;. Personally, I feel that I MUST insist my mom live with me. Unless if she’s living with my bro. I’m not acting filial but this is a kind of responsibility. So what about girls who are so filial towards their parents? I feel that it’s rather unfair to women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dear 徒弟 once before and I shall share with you guys. I told her how &lt;strong&gt;dangerous&lt;/strong&gt; it is to go to a guy’s house. It doesn’t matter if you are in a group or alone. If you are in a group, you are probably just safe from being raped or having your drink spiked(and then rape). There are sick guys who install pinhole cameras. So if you really have to go to a guy’s house, avoid drinking from cups, changing clothes and going to the toilet. And although the public is much safer, these things apply too.&lt;br /&gt;(Ps: I’m not rich enough to install a pinhole camera and the best drug I have to make you drowsy is my panadol. :x so I think my house is rather safe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just so so so so many trivial things a girl shouldn’t do. They are so trivial you are going to punch my face when you hear it. Conclusion: I don’t want a daughter… I must emphasize that I’m not a sexist. I don’t discriminate women. I’m just hoping I do not have a daughter suffering in this dangerous world. If you are a woman reading this blog, please don't end your life haha. Take extreme care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It takes a lot of courage to end your life, but takes even more to live on and face the problem” – quote from the internet&lt;br /&gt;(ps: the quote doesn’t have to relate to the topic ok. If you insist on one…. “no place is safer than home” – quote from benne)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-209325718389553999?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/209325718389553999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=209325718389553999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/209325718389553999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/209325718389553999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/03/women.html' title='Women'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RfQfxgnR7XI/AAAAAAAAACc/QrfDxche6gI/s72-c/boy_girl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-3895990037572739424</id><published>2007-03-08T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:15.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Content With Your Life and Everything You Have</title><content type='html'>Happiness is defined differently by each and every one of us. As I grew older, I begin to treasure my life more and more. I love my life. No exaggeration. Whenever I’m sick, I would think “wow, life’s really great without bein sick man.” And the other time I had wisdom tooth. &lt;span style="font-size:25;"&gt;Pho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22;"&gt;ooooo&lt;/span&gt;oooo. The pain….. I was unable to eat. Swallowing my saliva was painful too. Countless times I woke up in the middle of night due to the pain. Going to the army also made me realize how comfy my bed is. How a warm bath feels so good. How to appreciate roti prata~ I missed my mom for the 1st time in 20 years during confinement period. And I almost cried when she told me my dog, Junior always went to my room to look for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any illness. I can eat my food. My mom cooks good food. :D&lt;br /&gt;I have a nice bed. I am not rich, but not that poor either. And seeing Junior everyday makes me smile. I used to always think I’m super unlucky. Now, I really feel blessed… just thinking of all these simple little things we overlook everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just wonderful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just being alive is such a lovely and wonderful thing."&lt;br /&gt;- quote from a drama based on true life, 1 litre of tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr width="100%" size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;American Idol&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are my current favourites~ They are not great singers, but they are rather unique. I don't know why, but female singers just don't appeal to me. There are great female singers, but somehow I just don't idolise them. I hope this is not a sign of being gay... :x Singers like Mariah Carey, Whitney Houston. I really admire their superb vocals. But no "like" factor lei.. Except for Christina Aguilera. I do like her. YES she has bad fashion sense. But that's not the point. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Re-P1qCaK2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/H4Si9zNY5ZE/s1600-h/blake_lewis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039404660031105890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Re-P1qCaK2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/H4Si9zNY5ZE/s200/blake_lewis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun hav a great voice. but he does beatboxing. only one in the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Re-P_6CaK3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/b8XuzWMAHNk/s1600-h/chris_richardson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039404836124765042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Re-P_6CaK3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/b8XuzWMAHNk/s200/chris_richardson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the better singers among the guys. sings abit like justin timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Re-QY6CaK4I/AAAAAAAAACE/aSAWjAOBKEA/s1600-h/chris_sligh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039405265621494658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Re-QY6CaK4I/AAAAAAAAACE/aSAWjAOBKEA/s200/chris_sligh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;funny guy wif quite a nice voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/5461197837957040218-3895990037572739424?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/3895990037572739424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=3895990037572739424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3895990037572739424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/3895990037572739424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/03/be-content-with-your-life-and_08.html' title='Be Content With Your Life and Everything You Have'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/Re-P1qCaK2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/H4Si9zNY5ZE/s72-c/blake_lewis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-2914819359283224782</id><published>2007-03-02T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:16.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RefFojpqE-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/d1NlGQfCk14/s1600-h/two_paths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037212008792593378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RefFojpqE-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/d1NlGQfCk14/s320/two_paths.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember reading an article in the newspapers a long time ago. It was about whether people are really adapting to the fast-paced changes in life or are they forcing themselves to fit into the world we are in now. Personally, I’m a more traditional person. I can’t really accept a lot of new things. This brings me to something I wanna talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend(JW) and I were talking about an old friend(XD). He was asking me the reason my old friend broke up with his GF(J) a few years back. I explained to him that J had found someone she liked in her poly and therefore broke up with XD. I feel that falling in love with another person when you are already in a relationship is acceptable. Because, humans have emotions. You cannot simply tell your heart not to like someone when it does. But knowing that if you are already in a relationship, you ought to have some basic responsibilities. J shouldn’t go out with the guy she could probably develop deeper feelings with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW was telling me it’s normal for teenagers to do that. Happens all the time. Yeah, I do agree it’s normal. But normal doesn’t mean that it’s right. Normal doesn’t mean it’s acceptable. I like to give exaggerated examples to highlight the point. Picture this: A very peaceful town. Due to a change in events, murder is so common it becomes normal to read articles of murder everyday. Now… it’s normal right? Acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The normal things in the world we live in today…. Girls smoking. Normal. Unplanned pregnancy BEFORE marriage. Normal. Increasing divorces, disrespect to elders, kids havin HPs better than mine(freak~). Normal stuffs. Acceptable? Not to me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: this post was not created to piss u, JW. :D&lt;br /&gt;Just thoughts of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“a popular choice may not be a right one. a right choice may not be a popular one”&lt;br /&gt;- quote from an email &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-2914819359283224782?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/2914819359283224782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=2914819359283224782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2914819359283224782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/2914819359283224782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/03/trends.html' title='Trends'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/RefFojpqE-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/d1NlGQfCk14/s72-c/two_paths.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461197837957040218.post-7517050769023404415</id><published>2007-02-28T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:19:16.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/ReUTcnAAqYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/973eU3WMJKE/s1600-h/27-12-06_1626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036453140510058882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/ReUTcnAAqYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/973eU3WMJKE/s320/27-12-06_1626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night, when I was turning and tossing in my bed from 1am to 4am, I decided to start a blog. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been quite awhile I’ve been toying with the idea but never really got started. In the past, I didn’t like the idea of blogging. To me, blogging is writing your life diary online. And you write secrets in your diary. But then, you don’t go posting your secrets online, don’t you? So, I didn’t thought it was a good idea at that point. But then, I’ve decided to start this blog to share thoughts of my own. I like to think a lot, you see. I’d like to think myself as a philosopher~~ ok ok don’t start slamming me. The keyword is “LIKE TO”. But I do like to inspire people with my philosophies, if they do think like me. But anyway, these are MY thoughts. So you don’t have to agree with them. You may find them weird or disagree with them. But like Garfield, (*winks) I am not always right, but I’m never wrong~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so this blog would probably be updated probably a once in every few days, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then once a week,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then once a fortnight,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;once a month, once a year, and i'll stop blogging.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh, and I love meaningful quotes. Some are from famous people, some from songs, some from me (*grinz). Hopefully, I can provide one every time I blog yah.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun reading! Tata~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cause i can't make you love me, if you don't&lt;br /&gt;You can't make your heart feel something it won't"&lt;br /&gt;-song lyrics from Bonnie Raitt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5461197837957040218-7517050769023404415?l=benishiryo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/feeds/7517050769023404415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5461197837957040218&amp;postID=7517050769023404415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7517050769023404415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461197837957040218/posts/default/7517050769023404415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benishiryo.blogspot.com/2007/02/kicking-off.html' title='Kicking Off'/><author><name>ベニ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09558202696078490487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/SEqGJCr4_AI/AAAAAAAAAN8/CXM_BFswUrY/S220/littleMon2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69-XYheoHJQ/ReUTcnAAqYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/973eU3WMJKE/s72-c/27-12-06_1626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
