<?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-14366655</id><updated>2011-11-20T22:54:49.576+08:00</updated><category term='dark'/><category term='mind'/><category term='Mr Canon-Red'/><category term='down'/><category term='technology'/><category term='practicing'/><category term='responsibility'/><category term='truthful'/><category term='nation'/><category term='bleak'/><category term='funny'/><category term='Miss Roti'/><category term='tired'/><category term='rights'/><category term='likes'/><category term='grace'/><category term='accountability'/><category term='free'/><category term='boys'/><category term='beliefs'/><category term='help'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='hope'/><category term='unsure'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='travel'/><category term='clutter'/><category term='revelation'/><category term='hiding'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='temptation'/><category term='patriotism'/><category term='halps'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='driving'/><category term='growing up'/><category term='idea'/><category term='lost'/><category term='author'/><category term='feminism'/><category term='photography'/><category term='annoyed'/><category term='Mr Retired-Canon'/><category term='&apos;Oven'/><category term='God'/><category term='fulfillment'/><category term='politics'/><category term='freaked out'/><category term='music'/><category term='safe'/><category term='fairness'/><category term='dream'/><category term='anticipation'/><category term='geek'/><category term='book'/><category term='heart'/><category term='of her country'/><category term='question'/><category term='life'/><category term='read'/><category term='passion'/><category term='day'/><category term='self-righteousness'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='taiwan'/><category term='dilemma'/><category term='respect'/><category term='different'/><category term='fuzzy'/><category term='enjoy'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='therapeutic'/><category term='dislike'/><category term='out'/><category term='history'/><category term='pain'/><category term='intelligent'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='governance'/><category term='weird'/><category term='wants'/><category term='light bulb'/><category term='tea'/><category term='fear'/><category term='found'/><category term='love'/><category term='ordinary'/><title type='text'>random thoughts from an incoherent giRaffe</title><subtitle type='html'>a giRaffe is a conscious, thinking being, aware of the world and cognizant of herself!
isn't that just an amazing wonder in itself?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-2820397584346422500</id><published>2011-11-20T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:54:49.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving...</title><content type='html'>Can't find me here?&lt;br /&gt;Probably it's because I've moved &lt;a href="http://yezitou.tumblr.com/"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-2820397584346422500?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/2820397584346422500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=2820397584346422500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2820397584346422500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2820397584346422500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/11/moving.html' title='moving...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-2000874050494475923</id><published>2011-11-03T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T20:40:54.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Oven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>when a green pea becomes a formidable weapon</title><content type='html'>If you know a giRaffe well, you will know that she loves green peas.&lt;br /&gt;And because giRaffe loves green peas, she cooks green peas.&lt;br /&gt;And green peas come in frozen packs.&lt;br /&gt;And giRaffe is not the sort who will patiently defrost stuff; she throws frozen things, especially peas, directly into the pot.&lt;br /&gt;And giRaffe does not even bother to take part of the peas out from the packet (because she is not cooking the entire pack) and put them into a container and then lovingly scoop the peas from the container into the pot. No, giRaffe gives the peas a few hard knocks to break up the whole frozen chunk and drops the amount of peas she wants directly from the packet into the pot (of boiling water).&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to today's story of how a green pea (frozen) can be a formidable weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, giRaffe's Little One loves to follow giRaffe into the kitchen when she cooks because there are so many things to poke around. So when giRaffe was attempting to get the huge chunk of frozen green peas out of the packet into the pot, one beautifully shaped, perfectly spherical, perfectly frozen little green pea decided to take a different trajectory and flew straight at the cute little nose of giRaffe's Little One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSQgiaX3uV0/TrKI2lUXYiI/AAAAAAAABYw/MNNg-RpnICA/s1600/IMG_4184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSQgiaX3uV0/TrKI2lUXYiI/AAAAAAAABYw/MNNg-RpnICA/s320/IMG_4184.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the whines emanating from giRaffe's Little One, killer green pea almost killed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a Public Safety Warning for anyone cooking green peas.&lt;br /&gt;Either defrost them carefully, or make sure your loved ones are not within the pea's range of trajectory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-2000874050494475923?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/2000874050494475923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=2000874050494475923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2000874050494475923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2000874050494475923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-green-pea-becomes-formidable.html' title='when a green pea becomes a formidable weapon'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSQgiaX3uV0/TrKI2lUXYiI/AAAAAAAABYw/MNNg-RpnICA/s72-c/IMG_4184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-788087325968301233</id><published>2011-10-31T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:34:50.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>hopes</title><content type='html'>This is hard.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping this one will get carried full term.&lt;br /&gt;So many copies still stuck halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news,&lt;br /&gt;remembering to take things slow.&lt;br /&gt;step out into the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe wants to live life,&lt;br /&gt;not rush through life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-788087325968301233?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/788087325968301233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=788087325968301233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/788087325968301233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/788087325968301233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/hopes.html' title='hopes'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-2598577072947780064</id><published>2011-10-30T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:40:42.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><title type='text'>have you ever been there</title><content type='html'>have you ever been there&lt;br /&gt;to the place&lt;br /&gt;that is so dark&lt;br /&gt;when you want to stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;because not thinking means you do not have to face the darkness&lt;br /&gt;the darkness that never seems to end&lt;br /&gt;and you do not know if you can ever find your way out&lt;br /&gt;and you do not want to know&lt;br /&gt;because knowing means thinking&lt;br /&gt;thinking means facing the darkness&lt;br /&gt;and you simply do not know how to do that&lt;br /&gt;without breaking up into tiny pieces&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-2598577072947780064?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/2598577072947780064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=2598577072947780064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2598577072947780064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2598577072947780064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/have-you-ever-been-there.html' title='have you ever been there'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-938863831745351946</id><published>2011-10-24T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T23:32:56.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='governance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of her country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accountability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>the fine line</title><content type='html'>it's a fine line to tread between accountability and good governance and how much freedom I'm willing to sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;after all, no government is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually, giRaffe tend to favour much more on the freedom side.&lt;br /&gt;give me freedom and I might close half an eye on your accountability but if you cannot be accountable, and you still want to grip people tightly by their throats, I think that is way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think we are way too small to achieve equilibrium in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;Too small for diversity.&lt;br /&gt;To be sustainable, there has to be a certain population.&lt;br /&gt;But for our population to achieve enough numbers to be sustainable, we won't have enough for diversity.&lt;br /&gt;And people with differences will want to move out.&lt;br /&gt;And the country has to take new people in for sustenance.&lt;br /&gt;But that will upset the equilibrium, that is if one can achieve equilibrium in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-938863831745351946?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/938863831745351946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=938863831745351946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/938863831745351946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/938863831745351946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/thin-line.html' title='the fine line'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-3142045504751931142</id><published>2011-10-24T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:45:11.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of her country'/><title type='text'>stifled</title><content type='html'>It is way too stifling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, suddenly it all struck home.&lt;br /&gt;I understood totally.&lt;br /&gt;Because I felt that stifling grip.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing here is free.&lt;br /&gt;Not a single spot of land, not a single whiff of breeze, is really free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is way too stifling for a giRaffe here too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-3142045504751931142?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/3142045504751931142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=3142045504751931142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3142045504751931142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3142045504751931142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/stifled.html' title='stifled'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-5130595154561566374</id><published>2011-10-19T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:45:56.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>Day 10 - Taiwan Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSfbZzN-GaY/TqICY-jd0JI/AAAAAAAABXc/5KlT7iYnamo/s1600/307172_10150361228631067_677126066_8078426_739878167_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSfbZzN-GaY/TqICY-jd0JI/AAAAAAAABXc/5KlT7iYnamo/s320/307172_10150361228631067_677126066_8078426_739878167_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;你說你有個朋友　住在淡水河邊&lt;br /&gt;     心裡有事　你就找他談天&lt;br /&gt;     直到月初東山　你才滿臉抱歉&lt;br /&gt;     告訴我你怎麼渡過這一天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;淡水....what I always remember about this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;All those names I once heard about, gets a picture tagged to them now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;淡水，漁人碼頭， they will always remind me of a friend now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-5130595154561566374?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/5130595154561566374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=5130595154561566374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/5130595154561566374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/5130595154561566374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-10-taiwan-finale.html' title='Day 10 - Taiwan Finale'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSfbZzN-GaY/TqICY-jd0JI/AAAAAAAABXc/5KlT7iYnamo/s72-c/307172_10150361228631067_677126066_8078426_739878167_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-4218663038144603912</id><published>2011-10-18T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:13:29.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>The 9th Day - Slow and easy old towns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yo7zUS0qeY/TqIJjUdxwtI/AAAAAAAABXk/692mG30fr8o/s1600/298298_10150359669671067_677126066_8070543_1973417537_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yo7zUS0qeY/TqIJjUdxwtI/AAAAAAAABXk/692mG30fr8o/s320/298298_10150359669671067_677126066_8070543_1973417537_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Catching the sunrise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LwlitWiPY60/TqIJkkyB9OI/AAAAAAAABXs/oxTRk0umGbo/s1600/300770_10150359670196067_677126066_8070544_568783593_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-2784013610560237875</id><published>2011-10-17T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:14:01.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>The 8th Day - of geological wonders and old towns</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/106169770767098811749/RandomThoughtsFromAnIncoherentGiRaffe?authkey=Gv1sRgCOuFlL6S-o67PQ#5664471474890875506"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BdzHrPSMubE/Tpw-y3U0InI/AAAAAAAABXM/Sz4_zXqw44w/s288/1.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of the day is taken up with rickety buses and almost feeling bus-sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/106169770767098811749/RandomThoughtsFromAnIncoherentGiRaffe?authkey=Gv1sRgCOuFlL6S-o67PQ#5664471514933951410"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jd-9F-d3AJg/Tpw-1Mf0-7I/AAAAAAAABXU/SKXKZ1g4xjo/s288/2.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But giRaffe's lovin' it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-2784013610560237875?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/2784013610560237875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=2784013610560237875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2784013610560237875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2784013610560237875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/8th-day-of-geological-wonders-and-old.html' title='The 8th Day - of geological wonders and old towns'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BdzHrPSMubE/Tpw-y3U0InI/AAAAAAAABXM/Sz4_zXqw44w/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1463285615938317302</id><published>2011-10-16T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:14:14.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>Slow and easy - Taiwan Day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/106169770767098811749/RandomThoughtsFromAnIncoherentGiRaffe?authkey=Gv1sRgCOuFlL6S-o67PQ#5664460040571559474"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4r5lzTGHGEo/Tpw0ZTKpnjI/AAAAAAAABW0/SHe3BmxP9BM/s288/1.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy sunday morning, not a privilege a giRaffe has most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/106169770767098811749/RandomThoughtsFromAnIncoherentGiRaffe?authkey=Gv1sRgCOuFlL6S-o67PQ#5664460089110239730"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-pc4oz7uXImc/Tpw0cH_LGfI/AAAAAAAABW8/yG8yLzJc9Qo/s288/2.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off somewhere on a holiday for a giRaffe isn't visiting all the famous or touristy spots. Many a time, giRaffe opts out of visiting those places that call themselves tourist attractions unless they could satisfy giRaffe's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is more precious for a giRaffe on a holiday is walking the backstreets and alleys, going along the everyday places. Because the feel of a place, the joy, the hurts, the nitty-gritty everyday life, they don't lie in the tourist attractions; they are in the normal everyday people going about their everyday lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/106169770767098811749/RandomThoughtsFromAnIncoherentGiRaffe?authkey=Gv1sRgCOuFlL6S-o67PQ#5664460131173719378"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-aXuXjsz2sGc/Tpw0ekr43VI/AAAAAAAABXE/OLkqD6DZbTk/s288/3.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what draws a giRaffe to travel. Because she wants to feel, the everyday, real, authentic feelings of a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful ending to a wonderful Hualien trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1463285615938317302?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1463285615938317302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1463285615938317302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1463285615938317302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1463285615938317302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/slow-and-easy-taiwan-day-7.html' title='Slow and easy - Taiwan Day 7'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4r5lzTGHGEo/Tpw0ZTKpnjI/AAAAAAAABW0/SHe3BmxP9BM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1602243154651583633</id><published>2011-10-15T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:14:25.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>wet shoes - day 6 taiwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/15/357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/15/s_357.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/15/358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/15/s_358.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white-capped rapids&lt;br /&gt;clear blue waters&lt;br /&gt;rocks that come tumbling down&lt;br /&gt;wet shoed but light heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1602243154651583633?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1602243154651583633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1602243154651583633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1602243154651583633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1602243154651583633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/wet-shoes-day-6-taiwan.html' title='wet shoes - day 6 taiwan'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-97942320062274488</id><published>2011-10-14T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:14:37.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>the long road - taiwan fifth day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/15/255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/15/s_255.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hualien....&lt;br /&gt;will always remind a giRaffe of freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-97942320062274488?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-950672172518995056</id><published>2011-10-13T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:14:54.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>day number 4 of a giRaffe bouncing around taiwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/1395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_1395.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the filth of living in a city of zombies, giRaffe, even with all her heart wanting to believe in the goodness of people, very often have trouble doing so.&lt;br /&gt;a cup of coffee, a camera, and a smile, may just be the cure for giRaffe's cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;arh...there yet might be hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-950672172518995056?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/950672172518995056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=950672172518995056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/950672172518995056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/950672172518995056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-number-4-of-giraffe-bouncing-around.html' title='day number 4 of a giRaffe bouncing around taiwan'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-4889003767125974518</id><published>2011-10-12T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:15:05.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>around taipei on day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/13/1367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/13/s_1367.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four words.&lt;br /&gt;a rather pointless day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-4889003767125974518?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/4889003767125974518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=4889003767125974518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/4889003767125974518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/4889003767125974518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/around-taipei-on-day-3.html' title='around taipei on day 3'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6022044303239788650</id><published>2011-10-12T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T20:12:38.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the need to be alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/12/774.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/12/s_774.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does giRaffe keep on wanting to plod all over the place?&lt;br /&gt;because it makes her feel free.&lt;br /&gt;why is being free so important to a giRaffe?&lt;br /&gt;because not being free makes a giRaffe fearful.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is not scared of not being free per se though that is somewhat scary too, but rather, the state of not being free induces fear in a giRaffe if you get what giRaffe means.&lt;br /&gt;it makes a giRaffe fearful of not meeting people's expectations, it makes a giRaffe fearful of not fitting into the box, when a giRaffe was never meant to be in the box.&lt;br /&gt;and when that happens, a giRaffe will attempt to fit herself into that someone else's box, but never succeeding.&lt;br /&gt;and because giRaffe cannot do that, her fear of not fitting into the box gets worse, and thus the vicious cycle continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/12/776.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/12/s_776.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a giRaffe reminds herself constantly, to be free.&lt;br /&gt;to get away.&lt;br /&gt;to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;to find what is true to herself.&lt;br /&gt;to purge her fears away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: the second picture has nothing to do with this post; giRaffe just found it intriguing because she realised only today that hipstamatic's blackeys ultragrain is not truly b&amp;w but actually with the saturation removed until very little colour is left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6022044303239788650?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6022044303239788650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6022044303239788650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6022044303239788650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6022044303239788650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-does-giraffe-keep-on-wanting-to.html' title='the need to be alone'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-9049315880532187547</id><published>2011-10-12T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:15:16.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>prancing around taiwan day 2</title><content type='html'>and so comes day 2...or strictly speaking, the first real day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1880.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can be more important than kittehs?&lt;br /&gt;if there is this kitteh village hidden somewhere in taiwan, of course a giRaffe has to go look for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1881.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if taiwanese knows how to appreciate kittehs, then they surely must be an awesome nation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1882.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be deceived by her looks, she is very friendly! she follows giRaffe around looking for chin scritches and head rubs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1883.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is there a woofie in kitteh village!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1884.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1885.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having gotten herself so thoroughly lost last night, and being so excited at going to see the kittehs this morning, giRaffe forgot all about noms. Until about 3 in the afternoon when she suddenly felt so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;So she sat herself down at one of the roadside stalls and nommed!&lt;br /&gt;And the stall owner seeing a giRaffe with a camera and probably with a funny accent guessed that giRaffe wasn't a local, and very soon struck up a conversation with her!&lt;br /&gt;Taiwanese are friendly people indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1886.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1887.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of getting to raohe night market after being at the top of the world, giRaffe got herself lost again. And when she asked for directions about which bus to take, a lady, who is not very sure of the route numbers herself, helped a giRaffe to read all the bus signs and pointed her to the bus she ought to take.&lt;br /&gt;And then blunderbuss giRaffe found herself having boarded a bus without the necessary change for the trip!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Bus Driver told a giRaffe, forget it, the next time you board my bus again, then you pay me for this trip!&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Bus Driver still went and made sure giRaffe alights at the correct stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1888.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/11/1889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/11/s_1889.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Taiwanese are not just friendly, they go the extra mile to help you! And it's all these tiny things that makes a giRaffe feel her trip to taiwan is going to be a wonderful one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-9049315880532187547?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/9049315880532187547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=9049315880532187547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/9049315880532187547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/9049315880532187547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/prancing-around-taiwan-day-2.html' title='prancing around taiwan day 2'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-386947996140477594</id><published>2011-10-11T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:15:26.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><title type='text'>giRaffe's taiwan adventures day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/10/1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/10/s_1981.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on the first night giRaffe arrives in taipei,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/10/1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/10/s_1982.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she attempts to take the train to where her hostel was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/10/1983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/10/s_1983.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and managed to get herself,&lt;br /&gt;thoroughly lost.&lt;br /&gt;From taoyuan airport, she ends up in songshan airport...&lt;br /&gt;and then she took the mrt, and finally landed at the correct stop,&lt;br /&gt;but started walking towards the wrong direction..&lt;br /&gt;and she asked for directions...and the people who lived there didn't even know where it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally giRaffe ended with a guy who said he'll drive giRaffe to her hostel.&lt;br /&gt;and being worried that giRaffe would be afraid to go alone in the car with him, he asked his wife down so she could accompany giRaffe.&lt;br /&gt;and he drove giRaffe round and round and he got lost too but he continued until finally...at the stroke of midnight (really at the stroke of midnight) he found giRaffe her hostel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taiwanese are really nice people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-386947996140477594?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/386947996140477594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=386947996140477594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/386947996140477594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/386947996140477594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/giraffe-taiwan-adventures-day-1.html' title='giRaffe&amp;#39;s taiwan adventures day 1'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-7265062684009037647</id><published>2011-10-06T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:41:04.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temptation'/><title type='text'>R.I.P Steve Jobs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/sg/browse/home/shop_ipod/family/ipod_nano"&gt;Apple just has to keep tempting a giRaffe with new candies!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just high high up on the want list now!&lt;br /&gt;And the iPhone 4S!&lt;br /&gt;It may not be the iPhone 5 everyone was waiting for, Siri sure sounds seductive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a loss to the world with the demise of Steve Jobs; giRaffe hopes that Apple will continue the vision of Jobs, in making technology simply magical.&lt;br /&gt;And to continue shoving candies up giRaffe's face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-7265062684009037647?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/7265062684009037647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=7265062684009037647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7265062684009037647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7265062684009037647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/10/rip-steve-jobs.html' title='R.I.P Steve Jobs...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1523236738094793000</id><published>2011-09-27T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:05:42.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuzzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>fuzzy...</title><content type='html'>a fuzzy blanket and a cup of hot milo.&lt;br /&gt;with giRaffe's two darling boys at her side.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe can brave whatever the world is going to throw at her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1523236738094793000?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1523236738094793000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1523236738094793000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1523236738094793000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1523236738094793000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/09/fuzzy.html' title='fuzzy...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-8618537237037247902</id><published>2011-09-23T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T12:24:32.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safe'/><title type='text'>unsolicited...</title><content type='html'>it could be that giRaffe is paranoid, but giRaffe is suspecting that her information is being sold by the bank.&lt;br /&gt;Why did giRaffe come to this conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe has to go back many many years to the past.&lt;br /&gt;You see, in the days of yore, Singapore decided that everyone who is Chinese has to have a hanyu pinyin (i.e. a romanized Mandarin name) in their identification.&lt;br /&gt;But yet, we were all named with romanized Dialect names.&lt;br /&gt;So it means that two people with the exact same Chinese names will have different romanized dialect names if they are from different dialect group. But they will have the same romanized Mandarin name.&lt;br /&gt;Because of all this confusing naming things, every Chinese baby during giRaffe's era had their romanized dialect name in their birth certificate.&lt;br /&gt;But in school, our dialect names were forgotten and we were all identified by our hanyu pinyin names.&lt;br /&gt;And when we reached the age where we had to make our identification cards (which was 12 during giRaffe's era), we had to put our dialect names (which was on our birth certificate) as well as our hanyu pinyin names (which was what we went by in our daily lives).&lt;br /&gt;So a person of the same era as giRaffe would have XXX dialect name (xxx hanyu pinyin name) printed on their indentification card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, the ministry for some reason or other, suddenly decides that hey, you were named according to your dialect names during birth, so let's honour that and everyone, let's just call everyone else by their dialect name. Bye bye hanyu pinyin names.&lt;br /&gt;And so probably just 1 or 2 years after giRaffe had her identification card made, the whole world forgot about hanyu pinyin names and we were all yay, dialect names galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast forward many years down the road, giRaffe had to make a new identification card because the old one was....old.&lt;br /&gt;So she decided, since her hanyu pinyin name was obsolete and honestly, she didn't really like the sound of her hanyu pinyin name, she should just take it out of her identification card.&lt;br /&gt;And so from that time on, giRaffe never had anything to do with her hanyu pinyin name anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the story, giRaffe's been getting all these annoying calls and SMSes promoting this and that, and in backward Singapore, it will still be a few months before the law is up that we can put our numbers under the do-not-call list and not be called.&lt;br /&gt;And today, giRaffe received an SMS:&lt;br /&gt;dear Miss giRaffe's dialect name (giRaffe's hanyu pinyin name) we are having a promotional launch blah blah blah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only giRaffe's long ago identification card had giRaffe's dialect name with giRaffe's hanyu pinyin name in brackets behind it.&lt;br /&gt;number 1, if giRaffe ever filled in any forms on her own, she would never have put down her hanyu pinyin name.&lt;br /&gt;number 2, any official things that a giRaffe registered for, eg new bank accounts, telephone lines, etc, would have a photocopy of giRaffe's new identification card which means no hanyu pinyin name either.&lt;br /&gt;And the only only thing which has giRaffe's dialect name with giRaffe's hanyu pinyin name in brackets behind it, PLUS giRaffe's telephone number, has to be her very first savings account with our dear, biggest, national bank in giRaffe's dear country. The bank account that giRaffe opened when she was 13. Because this is the account that giRaffe still uses, she of course would have updated them with her new phone numbers, and because she could not remove the hanyu pinyin name from the account without closing the account (giRaffe asked about it once before), hence her hanyu pinyin stands. The only remnant in giRaffe's life of her old hanyu pinyin name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if giRaffe received the annoying unsolicited SMS addressing giRaffe by her hanyu pinyin name, she can only come to the conclusion that giRaffe's long-time bank sold her particulars to some data mining company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which really makes a giRaffe feel VERY VERY annoyed and unsafe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-8618537237037247902?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/8618537237037247902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=8618537237037247902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/8618537237037247902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/8618537237037247902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/09/unsolicited.html' title='unsolicited...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1298437837128774544</id><published>2011-09-13T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:36:01.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>random pictures...</title><content type='html'>Once, giRaffe's friend wondered about the pictures giRaffe took.&lt;br /&gt;You see, they went on a holiday together, and the pictures giRaffe took back didn't seem to document the trip as the friend remembered.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe told the friend, giRaffe is not a documentary producer or a journalist.&lt;br /&gt;Her pictures do not reflect chronological happenings that took place, nor do they report journalistically.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, giRaffe takes pictures to remember how she felt.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the picture, giRaffe wants to recreate the feelings that went through a giRaffe as she was in the midst of it.&lt;br /&gt;And she wants to attempt to share these feelings with others, through her pictures.&lt;br /&gt;That is why giRaffe like to play with photography.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe doesn't feel too wordy today.&lt;br /&gt;So, just enjoy these randoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2IPwtiVA48/Tm9klIpuSqI/AAAAAAAABWU/490kJDAIgK0/s1600/IMG_2913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2IPwtiVA48/Tm9klIpuSqI/AAAAAAAABWU/490kJDAIgK0/s320/IMG_2913.JPG" width="61" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KAzI-j0Wa0Y/Tm9mpz7w9RI/AAAAAAAABWY/tDDXENyW0UM/s1600/IMG_2867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KAzI-j0Wa0Y/Tm9mpz7w9RI/AAAAAAAABWY/tDDXENyW0UM/s320/IMG_2867.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-g2BlBxdEk/Tm9mqzHx2sI/AAAAAAAABWc/0fbbTbjeDtA/s1600/IMG_2878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-g2BlBxdEk/Tm9mqzHx2sI/AAAAAAAABWc/0fbbTbjeDtA/s320/IMG_2878.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-STrz58JBs-8/Tm9mrkePa3I/AAAAAAAABWg/w9Z8FIvckGI/s1600/IMG_2891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-STrz58JBs-8/Tm9mrkePa3I/AAAAAAAABWg/w9Z8FIvckGI/s320/IMG_2891.JPG" width="320" /&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/14366655-1298437837128774544?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1298437837128774544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1298437837128774544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1298437837128774544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1298437837128774544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-pictures.html' title='random pictures...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2IPwtiVA48/Tm9klIpuSqI/AAAAAAAABWU/490kJDAIgK0/s72-c/IMG_2913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1992494721799454280</id><published>2011-09-09T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T13:21:03.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rights'/><title type='text'>of rights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;From Star Trek Voyager - Death Wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quinn: "They feared me so much they had to lock me&lt;br /&gt;away for eternity. And when they did, they were saying that an&lt;br /&gt;individual's rights will be protected only as long as they're not in&lt;br /&gt;conflict with the state. And nothing could be more dangerous to a&lt;br /&gt;society."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Don't we all have to remember that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If an individual's rights extends only to the extend they do not conflict with the state, then that is not individual right anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No state is going to be an evolved state if it is afraid of respecting individual rights because they may not be mainstream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1992494721799454280?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1992494721799454280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1992494721799454280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1992494721799454280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1992494721799454280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-rights.html' title='of rights...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-3496589216328089544</id><published>2011-09-02T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:33:22.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enjoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>an almost free week...</title><content type='html'>You know how when you have a day free, you start planning all sorts of ambitious things that you are going to accomplish on that day? No, you don't? You accomplish ambitious things everyday? Oh well, it's just a giRaffe then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, giRaffe has a free day.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, she has an almost free week due to the fact that Monday is her off-day, Tuesday was a public holiday, Thursday was celebration for Teachers' Day which meant no teaching, and Friday is the actual Teachers' Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course, what won't a giRaffe do but plan everyday to be such ambitious accomplished days with so many awesome things that ought to be done?&lt;br /&gt;Like wash the car, like clean out the room, like finish the thousand and one books which giRaffe uncontrollably bought recently, like practice....yes, practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, it is Friday. The week has just zipped by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a giRaffe is sitting in front of her computer, watching movies, sipping coffee, with an awful bed head, and the car is still unwashed, the room still...uh....well, you have to dig a while before you can find &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.130477981066.105420.677126066&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;giRaffe's Boys&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, giRaffe's instrument lies there untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So giRaffe lifts up her cup of coffee to you here and says&lt;br /&gt;"CHEERS TO AN ALMOST FREE WEEK!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-3496589216328089544?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/3496589216328089544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=3496589216328089544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3496589216328089544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3496589216328089544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/09/almost-free-week.html' title='an almost free week...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-3783688503643822916</id><published>2011-09-01T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T09:03:11.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Roti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>of waking up....</title><content type='html'>After giRaffe's &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ok1ydW68kak/TTQWVE64siI/AAAAAAAADj4/k7I7vPa6-qk/s1600/IMG_1260.jpg"&gt;Boy&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;woke her up for breakfast at 5am, giRaffe went back for a snooze. And during that about 30minutes of snoozing, giRaffe dreamt.&lt;br /&gt;You know how you can dream of years passing even when it's only a few minutes in your sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Well, giRaffe dreamt of the passing of a few years.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe dreamt she bought a BMW. (Why a BMW giRaffe has no idea since although it's a good car, giRaffe would have loved some other cars more.)&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, in giRaffe's dream, she bought a BMW, and she drove it for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;Until &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=430910326066&amp;amp;set=a.430910321066.203239.677126066&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;Miss Roti Lin&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;became only a memory that she will tell her friends of, stories of how once upon a time she had a van that was oh so "fun" that everyday she would have to guess at what is going to malfunction.&lt;br /&gt;And giRaffe drove the BMW for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then giRaffe's &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=384791046066&amp;amp;set=a.130477981066.105420.677126066&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;Little One&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;came and wake her up.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe saw dear &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=430910326066&amp;amp;set=a.430910321066.203239.677126066&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;Miss Lin&lt;/a&gt; happily sitting in the carpark still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-3783688503643822916?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/3783688503643822916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=3783688503643822916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3783688503643822916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3783688503643822916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-waking-up.html' title='of waking up....'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-8374315345211666959</id><published>2011-08-31T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T19:00:12.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of giRaffe's van that smells like the toilet...</title><content type='html'>seriously, giRaffe should change the air freshener in her Roti....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-8374315345211666959?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/8374315345211666959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=8374315345211666959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/8374315345211666959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/8374315345211666959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-giraffe-van-that-smells-like-toilet.html' title='of giRaffe&amp;#39;s van that smells like the toilet...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1304747807866344614</id><published>2011-08-29T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:37:49.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freaked out'/><title type='text'>Infestation...</title><content type='html'>giRaffe's a bit freaked out now because her room seems to have an ant infestation!&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe honestly don't hoard any food stuff in her room (anything vaguely resembling edible is consumed long before the ants have a chance to sniff them out; and anything a giRaffe doesn't consume, is consumed by her &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ok1ydW68kak/TTQWVE64siI/AAAAAAAADj4/k7I7vPa6-qk/s1600/IMG_1260.jpg"&gt;Boy&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;So really, what led the ants here?&lt;br /&gt;And giRaffe finds ants on the most unrelated things.&lt;br /&gt;Like a crowd on her metronome....metronome! The ants must be trying to practice some weird piece of music. (Coincidentally, there is a piece of erhu music called....螞蟻!)&lt;br /&gt;And a whole line crawling over her laptop screen....Probably they are near-sighted and want to have a clearer view of the movie that giRaffe is watching on her laptop.&lt;br /&gt;And during the time she sits in her room, giRaffe gets ants crawling over her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1304747807866344614?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1304747807866344614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1304747807866344614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1304747807866344614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1304747807866344614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/08/infestation.html' title='Infestation...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-3928522551730059359</id><published>2011-08-26T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T00:17:53.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of her country'/><title type='text'>and on this cool night of cooling day</title><content type='html'>A few more hours before a giRaffe is going to vote for the new president of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;But she has yet to decide who to cast her vote for!&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe knows who she is NOT voting for, but there still leaves the question of who to put the cross against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past week, giRaffe has read, and watched and listened to all the candidates running for the presidency.&lt;br /&gt;They have promised a great many things.&lt;br /&gt;But giRaffe is not looking at the things they promised per se.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is looking to get a feel of their values, their ideas, their character, their beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;Because anyone can promise anything, but if their values and beliefs are not in the right place, their character is in question, then how can they be trusted to carry out what they promised?&lt;br /&gt;And how can they be trusted to make the decision that is best for the people in the future? After all, 6 years is a long time and things are going to happen that are not being anticipated at the moment now. And they are going to have to make the decisions then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain candidate has very early on dropped out of giRaffe's presidency list. The way he looks at people when he talks, the way he responds to others holding contrary views, the way he looks like (to giRaffe) he is speaking down at others, the way he goes round and around, as if he thinks he can cover up for certain things that definitely are not going to happen if he gets to be president. Number one was very easy to eliminate, even taking away all his past history, connections with certain parties and stuff, and just looking, purely looking at his performance in all his talks and interviews and rallies in this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes another candidate who over the course of this week, seemed to a giRaffe to be wavering in his ideas and beliefs, in the values he claims to be holding and then to be forgetting. He seems to be unwilling to make a firm stand on a good many things, like he was afraid of promising because once he gets to be the president, he is just going to sit back and just continue to let the waves wash over him.&lt;br /&gt;And then he claims to believe that the death sentence is important to the moral fabric of our society. And it was not even about taking away the death sentence (although a giRaffe would love to have it taken away), but only about granting clemency.&lt;br /&gt;Well, giRaffe won't root for someone who believes they can hold the power of another person's life in their hands. No matter what sort of crimes the other person has committed, no, no one has the power of life or death over another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So giRaffe is left with 2.&lt;br /&gt;But here comes the difficult part.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is actually quite supportive of this candidate, who even though does not speak very well, gives the vibes of being true to the heart, of being true to serving the people.&lt;br /&gt;And he has this track record of not being afraid to stand up for what he believes in, even if it means rocking the boat and making some waves.&lt;br /&gt;Under the constitution, the president may not have much power, but even with that little bit of power, if he is one who is just going to run for the office that is, if he is one who is afraid of rocking the boat even when he sees there is something needed to be changed, then giRaffe does not believe he will be a good president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so a giRaffe's choice seems to be pretty clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little problem is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe's candidate of choice, doesn't seem to be the most popular candidate.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, giRaffe can throw in her vote, making it one more vote to the candidate of giRaffe's choice.&lt;br /&gt;But, if giRaffe's candidate is too low on the list, will it be better off for giRaffe to play on the statistics, and cast her vote for the next candidate on giRaffe's list instead, because it will then be one more vote towards ensuring that the candidates out of giRaffe's list do not get in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone understands what giRaffe mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arh....what shall a giRaffe do tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-3928522551730059359?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/3928522551730059359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=3928522551730059359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3928522551730059359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3928522551730059359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-on-this-cool-night-of-cooling-day.html' title='and on this cool night of cooling day'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1241777922253173088</id><published>2011-08-22T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:49:31.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of her country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>watch and listen with your heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Hp_kO7XcSZI?rel=0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/I9hh_Wzy6lo?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen not only rationally, but listen with your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Listen not only to the words, and what each candidate says and promises,&lt;br /&gt;But listen also to how they argue their points.&lt;br /&gt;Listen and see how they react when arguing with another with opposing viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;Because whoever is elected is not only just going to do the things they promised in this discussion (even if they ultimately do fulfill everything they promised here), but they are going to react and decide on issues that come up during their term of presidency as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you think they will carry out their duties?&lt;br /&gt;It's not just the words they say here.&lt;br /&gt;Look at how they handle new suggestions, look at how they handle opposing views, look at how they handle other people, look at their body language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe thinks that is the most important thing to look for.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the videos, and decide carefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1241777922253173088?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1241777922253173088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1241777922253173088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1241777922253173088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1241777922253173088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/08/watch-and-listen-with-your-heart.html' title='watch and listen with your heart.'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Hp_kO7XcSZI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6536847410993906402</id><published>2011-08-20T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:09:06.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of her country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>and a giRaffe has nothing but disgust...</title><content type='html'>How low can one get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temasekreview.com/2011/08/20/chen-show-mao-banned-from-attending-7th-month-dinner-by-paya-lebar-ccc/"&gt;Chen Show Mao banned from attending 7th month dinners with residents by Paya Lebar CCC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so disgustingly low down unclean play that giRaffe does not have the words for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, these people are voted in fair and square by the people. Now that they are in, although they belong to the opposition party, aren't they also part of the whole, of the bigger group who are serving the country, whom we entrust to lead our nation on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already so many months on, how sore a loser can you get? Goodness!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, you may not invite opposition MPs to your dinner or we will refuse to approve your using the space.&lt;br /&gt;So my constituency voted for the opposition. They won. But I cannot invite them. Really? Do I invite the PAP guys who stood for the election but lost?&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe has no qualms inviting the PAP guys to public events, after all, they are for everyone; but to disallow the organizers to invite the MP of their constituency? Just because they are from the opposition? Really!&lt;br /&gt;So next time any events I have, I shall not invite the MPs for my constituency but invite the PAP people who lost the election, yes?&lt;br /&gt;And say they the PAP people are actually the real MPs, yes?&lt;br /&gt;And pretend the opposition MPs don't exist, yes?&lt;br /&gt;Even though they are voted in fair and square by the people, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe may be wrong, but she does suspect, even a primary school kid can see the blatant unfairness of this logic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The election is over. Whoever that got in, got in fair and square.&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time to work together for ONE NATION, yes?&lt;br /&gt;And stop thinking of ways to make things difficult for some MPs or to make the lives of some people who live in a certain constituency difficult, just because their ruling MP, just happens not to wear white shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe detests low down unfair play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6536847410993906402?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6536847410993906402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6536847410993906402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6536847410993906402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6536847410993906402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-giraffe-has-nothing-but-disgust.html' title='and a giRaffe has nothing but disgust...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6103467917545496180</id><published>2011-08-13T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T23:53:55.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Roti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>A letter to all the fellow people who shares the roads with giRaffe...</title><content type='html'>Dear Fellow-Road-User,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe's been having some thoughts and questions while using the road together with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, giRaffe does not understand, is the signal on your car pay-per-use? Or does it have an extremely expensive light bulb that you're worried might spoil with too frequent usage?&lt;br /&gt;Because you see, giRaffe's not understanding why it is so difficult for you to just SIGNAL when you need to change into giRaffe's lane, or when you might be turning and giRaffe is waiting on the opposite side because she thinks that you were intending to go straight. Or if you are going to SUDDENLY stop at the side of the road and there are vehicles right behind you, including a giRaffe's vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering why your signal seems to be so difficult to use because you see, giRaffe doesn't feel that her signal is very difficult to use, even though giRaffe has a very lousy and difficult to drive car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, giRaffe has this understanding that there are lane markings on the road for a simple reason, that is you try to see where the line is, and try to keep inside your lines. If you want to move over to another lane, please do signal, and move quickly into the new lane when there are no cars dangerously close behind. If not, then stay in your own lane. Perhaps a giRaffe does not understand, but she sees no reason anyone needs to straddle two lanes for any notable period of time. If you do want to change lanes, notify others behind with your signal please, not by trying to inch and edge and straddle between two lanes, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly,&amp;nbsp;giRaffe does believe that motorcycles and heavy vehicles are entitled to use the first lane; giRaffe loves using the first lane as well. But, is it really necessary to use the first lane when you are moving at 50kph? No, giRaffe has absolutely no issues with you being on the first lane at 50kph if there are no other cars on the road. But, if there are quite a few squillion cars behind you and you are moving at 50kph, giRaffe is wondering if it is just possible, for you to move over, to the other lanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly (and fourthly sounds a bit wrong doesn't it?), although vehicles are moving slowly in carparks and cars can almost certainly see you when you are walking in the carpark, please do still remember, it is a carpark. Not a pedestrian walkway.&lt;br /&gt;Do not take your own sweet time walking in the middle of the carpark, or in the parking lots, especially when you see that a giRaffe is trying to park her little Roti into the lot. Do not take your own sweet time and walk right in front of a giRaffe in the carpark as well because you see, even though a giRaffe can see you and will most certainly not ram into you, it is still polite to remember, you (the pedestrian) is in a carpark, not your grand-daddy's road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, dear cyclists on the road, feel free to share the road with a giRaffe. giRaffe used to share the road on her bicycle as well, before her bicycles all got stolen and she got her Roti. But, please, try to keep on the side of the road, and DO NOT attempt to change into any other lane, in front of any vehicles, because no matter how slow the vehicle might be, it is still very much likely, faster than you. And much sturdier than you too. Also, do please try not to wobble in the middle of the road. In any case, if you are still wobbling on your bicycle, you really do not have any business to be sharing the road with any other vehicles. Try to practice somewhere first without any fast moving vehicles, yes? And after you manage to stop wobbling, why, feel free to share the road with giRaffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;a giRaffe who likes her roads to be safe to drive on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6103467917545496180?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6103467917545496180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6103467917545496180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6103467917545496180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6103467917545496180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/08/letter-to-all-fellow-people-who-shares.html' title='A letter to all the fellow people who shares the roads with giRaffe...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-2989520247059765627</id><published>2011-08-13T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T11:06:53.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>of more thoughts triggered by the coming PE....</title><content type='html'>It's been a good many months since the general elections that saw a sprouting of so many concerned opinions about the political scene of this nation. And a great deal of verbal bashing at the ruling party. And naturally a greater deal of fighting back by the bashed at party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerns about the political scene in the nation is good.&lt;br /&gt;Great in fact!&lt;br /&gt;So much better than the political apathy we were so well-known for.&lt;br /&gt;Concern about how our living, our future is going to be affected by the numerous policies, decisions made by the ruling elite (yes, we're still being ruled by an elite, not living in a democracy), interest, concern, ideas and suggestions - they are all important for the maturation of the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, for one, the bashing has led to an over-defensiveness on the part of the bashed.&lt;br /&gt;Especially one which is so un-accustomed to having differing opinions, one which has more than 4 decades of "I say, you follow, no questions" ingrained in their mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this defensiveness has led to something even more scary. A segregation of you and me:&lt;br /&gt;If you are not for a certain &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; shirt, then you are against.&lt;br /&gt;We need to build a nation that is strong on a single-party rule.&lt;br /&gt;If one day, the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; shirts do not rule, there is going to be chaos.&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; shirts can make the best policies, after all we've been at it for 4 decades, and you are not supposed to question us.&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; shirts do not have to consult you when making our decisions.&lt;br /&gt;And so on and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it seems like, a certain group of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; shirts have forgotten, what they are here for.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, during the election campaign, you do have to think about the "me-group" and the "you-group", of course everyone wants their group to win.&lt;br /&gt;And now that you have been chosen into office, hello, election's over.&lt;br /&gt;You've been chosen as the majority (though not by giRaffe, but she accepts the conclusion), to serve this nation and move us on the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;But there are also others, together there serving the nation.&lt;br /&gt;Stop thinking about killing off anyone who is not wearing the same coloured shirts as you. Now it's time for working together to lead the nation on, and forget about the colour of your shirts!&lt;br /&gt;It's time to remember the promises handed out during the campaigning period and act on those promises, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Not pretend those things never happen, and keep harping on "if one day the nation is no longer under the strong hand of a single political party, we are going to fall".&lt;br /&gt;Come on, grow up.&lt;br /&gt;A better way to ensure your own continued existence within the ranks of the "ruling elite" (though perhaps the term ruling elite will also fall away with the falling away of certain &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; shirts) is to act on your promises made just a few months back, to play fair and square, to respect the citizens, to show us all you're here to serve. Not to rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course to be fair, there are many supporters of non-white-shirts who does a great deal of unfair bashing out at the whites. giRaffe does not approve of those either. No bashing is fair. Take out events, individually, and evaluate them, weigh them, decide upon them. And not just sweep everything together and bash out at certain groups wearing a certain coloured shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on, work together as a country, a nation.&lt;br /&gt;Be fair.&lt;br /&gt;Remember respect.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is no politician, and she knows it's impossible to keep everyone happy, but giRaffe thinks, the most important thing a good leader can do is not come up with fool-proof policies and decisions, because they are impossible, but to be fair. And to respect the people. To remember leaders are actually known as servers. That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-2989520247059765627?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/2989520247059765627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=2989520247059765627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2989520247059765627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2989520247059765627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-more-thoughts-triggered-by-coming-pe.html' title='of more thoughts triggered by the coming PE....'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1463121140938909018</id><published>2011-08-09T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T10:06:42.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patriotism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of her country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>And on this day the nation celebrates her 46th...</title><content type='html'>giRaffe probably has said this a thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;But on this day, her nation's birthday, she shall say it once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe lives on a country that is just a tiny dot on the world atlas.&lt;br /&gt;But for such a tiny dot, it has come a long way.&lt;br /&gt;Technological progress, standard of living, all sorts of material comforts, this little dot is able to provide for.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is fortunate to live on this little dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe does not fly the flag on this day.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe does not watch the parade.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe does not wear red, or keep track of the latest national day songs.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is in fact, quite loud-mouthed about some of the policies of the nation, some of the things those known as the government is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does it mean a giRaffe is not a patriot?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if being a patriot is simply all the above things, giRaffe is not a patriot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a giRaffe believes,&lt;br /&gt;being a patriot is not simply that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a patriot means loving her country.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe does love this tiny little dot.&lt;br /&gt;Not the flag, it's only a symbol.&lt;br /&gt;Not the government, they are supposed to be the group we choose to work together with us, to shape the nation into something that belongs to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;And if some of the policies they decide on does not appear to benefit the nation, giRaffe thinks it's her responsibility to voice it out.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe loves this dot because most of her friends and family are here.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe loves this dot because they make up a large part of her memory.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe loves this dot because this is where she grew up, where she is living her life now.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe loves this dot because this little dot is a part of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe does not believe in serving the nation by fighting a war or doing violence. Not because giRaffe is afraid to die for her country, but because giRaffe does not believe anyone should kill anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Because the lives of another living being should never be in anyone else's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe does not believe that anyone should be discriminated against, and that everyone should be respected.&lt;br /&gt;if certain powers in the leadership decides upon certain things which discriminates against certain groups of people, giRaffe is against them.&lt;br /&gt;if certain powers in the leadership forget that they are serving the nation, but instead think that they are there to make decisions and have everyone under them just follow, giRaffe will never be for them.&lt;br /&gt;Mutual respect.&lt;br /&gt;Not talking down, not making decisions because they benefit you but to see that especially those under-priviledged ones are benefitted.&lt;br /&gt;If not, giRaffe does not respect you too.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe does not approve of you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet, that said, it does not mean a giRaffe does not love her nation.&lt;br /&gt;It is precisely more so, because she loves her nation, that she will get unsatisfied with the governing bodies.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, if it is not something that matters to a giRaffe, why would she want to waste her mind thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like it or not, giRaffe will continue to have many things to say about the policies made, about the decisions taken by those who call themselves the leaders (giRaffe does not approve of this term though, to really serve, they should remember they are the servants, not leaders.)&lt;br /&gt;But giRaffe does love this little dot on the map.&lt;br /&gt;This little place which is unlike any other places in the world, not because of the architecture, the geographical structures, the material things we have here, but because of the memories it has in a giRaffe.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the way it is, a part of giRaffe's life that can never be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how, in giRaffe's own way, she shows her love for this tiny little dot she calls her country on this day of her birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1463121140938909018?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1463121140938909018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1463121140938909018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1463121140938909018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1463121140938909018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-on-this-day-nation-celebrates-her.html' title='And on this day the nation celebrates her 46th...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6899985720846608504</id><published>2011-08-06T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T00:49:19.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sleepless night</title><content type='html'>giRaffe's perpetual insomnia is plaguing her again but with Gertrude Stein, giRaffe is enjoying insomnia with a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is not pretending to understand a lot of what Gertrude Stein writes; sometimes it seems like a lot of free associations which intrigues a giRaffe, but sometimes they don't even make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's the rhythm that got a giRaffe hooked. Just reading the words and enjoying the rhythm. Maybe there's a lot more about Gertrude Stein which one can read into, but giRaffe doesn't care, she is enjoying reading in her very own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isn't that what reading is all about anyway? Enjoying it in your very own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6899985720846608504?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6899985720846608504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6899985720846608504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6899985720846608504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6899985720846608504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/08/another-sleepless-night.html' title='another sleepless night'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-9186520072387583256</id><published>2011-07-31T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T22:39:30.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read'/><title type='text'>my wife has a cow</title><content type='html'>having just discovered another gem!&lt;br /&gt;Gertrude Stein!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have it as having having it as happening, happening to have it has happening, having to have it as happening. Happening and have it as happening and having to have it happen as happening, and my wife has a cow as now, my wife having a cow as now, my wife having a cow as now and having a cow as now and having a cow and having a cow now, my wife has a cow and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness....giRaffe is head-over-heels in love with Gertrude Stein!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-9186520072387583256?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/9186520072387583256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=9186520072387583256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/9186520072387583256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/9186520072387583256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-wife-has-cow.html' title='my wife has a cow'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-3959145685103949916</id><published>2011-07-29T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T22:35:50.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intelligent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind'/><title type='text'>giRaffe loves peeking into the minds of those with amazing intellect...</title><content type='html'>Anyone who hasn't discovered Ursula Le Guin,&lt;br /&gt;get yourself out there and discover her now!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;Like NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-3959145685103949916?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/3959145685103949916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=3959145685103949916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3959145685103949916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3959145685103949916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/giraffe-loves-peeking-into-minds-of.html' title='giRaffe loves peeking into the minds of those with amazing intellect...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-3333559450145342111</id><published>2011-07-29T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T11:54:30.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>giRaffe's God...</title><content type='html'>giRaffe is in a very serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;With her God.&lt;br /&gt;And her God is fair and just and LOVING.&lt;br /&gt;He includes every person. And EVERY person means EVERY person.&lt;br /&gt;Not just the holy, not just the saints.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, if giRaffe may be so bold to believe, He loves sinners just a wee bit more, because it is precisely for the sake of all us sinners, that He sent his only begotten Son to pay for our sins on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;And sins means ALL sins. Big fat sins which make us wheeze with terror and shame, and tiny little sins which we sometimes just sweep under the carpet, they are all sins.&lt;br /&gt;But He does not care if they are big fat sins or tiny little sins, because He came down from Heaven, specifically to carry ALL our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And none of us who call upon Him are ever rejected.&lt;br /&gt;Never ever.&lt;br /&gt;As long as we call upon Him, we are guaranteed His loving hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So never ever, for a single second, believe it when someone tells you, you've done too great a wrong; you're unworthy; God won't save you.&lt;br /&gt;Never ever, for a single second, believe that there are people who can fall outside of God's grace unless they themselves refuse to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Never ever, for a single second, believe that God will discriminate against anyone, any group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long more will the prejudices continue, how long more will the bigotry last, how much more intolerances are there going to be by the self-righteous using the name of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP! giRaffe says.&lt;br /&gt;STOP NOW!&lt;br /&gt;If you are prejudiced, if you are a bigot, go ahead, giRaffe has no power or right to stop you.&lt;br /&gt;But never ever take the Name of giRaffe's God and use it for your own bigotry, that's all giRaffe is saying.&lt;br /&gt;Never take the Name of giRaffe's God to cover up your own self-righteousness or your own idea of moralism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because giRaffe's God is all loving, all gracious.&lt;br /&gt;And there is absolutely no room for discrimination or hatred.&lt;br /&gt;And if you encounter anyone who says that their god is one who hates sinners, who hates you if you are not able to fulfill certain expectations, who hates you because you belong to a certain race, or sexual orientation, or does a certain job, or have a certain bad habit, remember,&lt;br /&gt;that is not giRaffe's God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because giRaffe's God is&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, and&lt;br /&gt;GRACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-3333559450145342111?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/3333559450145342111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=3333559450145342111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3333559450145342111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3333559450145342111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/giraffes-god.html' title='giRaffe&apos;s God...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-7212819380492700773</id><published>2011-07-25T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:54:59.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'>at the age of 25...</title><content type='html'>In the days of yore, when a eight-year-old giRaffe was not yet the enlightened feminist she became, she thought that everything she enjoyed about life will end by the time she was perhaps 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, giRaffe did not have anyone who knew better to tell her, not everything that people around her believes in is the holy truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a word of warning before a giRaffe carries on, this is going to be an extremely feminist, but extremely truthful post too. And if you are going to be offended, then giRaffe suggests you leave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still here? Alright, giRaffe shall ramble on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was taught that girls are weaker and somehow less than boys.&lt;br /&gt;She was taught that you cannot scream and shout and run and jump like a boy if you were a girl because that would be un-ladylike.&lt;br /&gt;She was taught that girls will never be good in math.&lt;br /&gt;She was taught that when girls grew up, they had to get married and have children, and be a good housewife and do the housework, and take care of the house.&lt;br /&gt;She was taught that women have to yield to their husbands, because, well, because it was so.&lt;br /&gt;She was taught a-plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a giRaffe thought, since most women will have to get married by 25, and have children and take care of their house if they do not wish to become old maids, that probably what she can enjoy about life, is going to end by the time she was 25.&lt;br /&gt;And even though giRaffe was only a eight-year-old giRaffe, 25 seemed like a way too short amount of time for her to do what she wants before her life ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;You see, giRaffe was taught that girls are weaker and somehow less than boys, but she beat up boys plenty of times, and she could climb better, dare more and think faster than many other boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;She was taught that you cannot scream and shout and run and jump like a boy if you were a girl because that would be un-ladylike, but giRaffe cannot stand the thought of having to bottle things inside her and pretend to be the sweet and demure giRaffe which she never was. And anyway she could jump further and run faster than many boys who were her playmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;She was taught that girls will never be good in math or science. But she tops her class in math and the whole school in science every year. Actually, she tops her class every single year and was usually first or second, among her entire year. And she has her report book to prove it if anyone has any doubts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;She was taught that when girls grew up, they had to get married and have children, and be a good housewife and do the housework, and take care of the house, but dammit, giRaffe doesn't care to have children, nor does she want to take care of the house. Anyway, who gave the ordinance that women will have to stay at home and do all the boring stuff while men have all the fun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;She was taught that women have to yield to their husbands, because, well, because it was so and to hell with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;For a while, at least until a giRaffe was ten or elevenish, giRaffe didn't know that she could question these holy ordinances. She thought the lives of everyone around her were the holy truth, and well, giRaffe has never seen anyone daring to question the truth. And so whatever giRaffe wanted to question, were unsavorily swallowed down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;But you see, a giRaffe wasn't born to be so mild and accepting. And so as she grew, she had to start questioning. And she looked around. In places no one thought children should see. She saw things that the adults around her did not even dream of looking. And she questioned and questioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;giRaffe didn't want her life to end by the time she was 25. giRaffe was a relatively intelligent child, and she enjoyed the games she played, she enjoyed the friends she had, she did well in school, she had her fair share of falls and beatings and scoldings, but they were what everyone else had. giRaffe's family may not be the perfect one you see on television, giRaffe might have to worry about certain problems even in her very young life, but still, amidst all that, giRaffe does enjoy living. And she really did not want her life to end at 25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Well, fast forward giRaffe's life 2 decades down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Even if giRaffe has not learnt any other things worthwhile in the interim, at least she has learnt this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;giRaffe has as much right as anyone else to do the things she likes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;giRaffe has as much right as anyone else to&amp;nbsp;dream the dreams she believes in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;giRaffe has as much right as anyone else to achieve the things she wants to achieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;giRaffe has as much right as anyone else to&amp;nbsp;love the loves she loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;giRaffe has as much right as anyone else to live&amp;nbsp;the life she wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Never ever let anyone make you think that you are less than what you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;giRaffe has seen it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All these things, way too subtle, but they add up. Man, they add up to something very debilitating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Small things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Like girls should wear pink and frills and skirts and make-up to look pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Like dismissive remarks of female drivers (sometimes by females themselves)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Like geeky looking females who can change a light-bulb are a turn-off. (Why, giRaffe would rather spend her life with a geeky looking female who can change a light-bulb and has something inside her brain, than with a clod who can only think about getting girls to bed but is too slow to even string a coherent sentence together.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And a zillion more such things, which if you do not think about it, seem so small and insignificant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;But precisely because one doesn't notice them, they slowly but surely insinuate into the subconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not to say women cannot put make-up and wear dresses. On the contrary! If a woman loves it, go ahead! There is nothing wrong with wanting to look pretty in make-up and dresses, or being a bad driver for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;The trouble is, many have become unable to see the difference between a single woman as an individual who loves pink and frills and barbie dolls from the whole group called females in the world.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing wrong with an individual female loving pink and frills and barbie dolls, but there is something seriously wrong in lumping the whole category of human beings known as females into a homogeneous whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;How much potential have we killed in this world because people think that they have to be like everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;How much have we lost because people are led to believe they are less than what they can be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;How much more are we going to destroy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;giRaffe is grateful for a mind that never stopped questioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And giRaffe is grateful for that love of reading she was introduced to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Because it was her reading voraciously, everything single thing she could get her hand on, ever since she was a tiny giRaffe, that opened her mind to so many things she could never even imagine, had she just stayed rooted to what she could see around her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And giRaffe didn't get married by 25, nor is she going to have children, or become a housewife. (PHEW!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And giRaffe is going to enjoy living, doing things she believes in, living with passion, loving with all the love she can give, feeling with all the feelings she can have, be it warm and fuzzy ones or painful ones, she is not going to shortchange herself of any single bit of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Live free all my loved ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All of you out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-7212819380492700773?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/7212819380492700773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=7212819380492700773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7212819380492700773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7212819380492700773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-age-of-25.html' title='at the age of 25...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6699073733347623190</id><published>2011-07-18T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:11:43.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man.....giRaffe DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now she is trembling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6699073733347623190?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6699073733347623190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6699073733347623190&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6699073733347623190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6699073733347623190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-7399546642473813219</id><published>2011-07-18T14:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:06:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and giRaffe pressed SEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-7399546642473813219?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/7399546642473813219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=7399546642473813219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7399546642473813219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7399546642473813219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-giraffe-pressed-send-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6924688956586307480</id><published>2011-07-18T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:01:09.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unsure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>grant giRaffe wisdom</title><content type='html'>A 45 word message, took a giRaffe a month to compose.&lt;br /&gt;And she hasn't pressed the "send" button yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6924688956586307480?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6924688956586307480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6924688956586307480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6924688956586307480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6924688956586307480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/grant-giraffe-wisdom.html' title='grant giRaffe wisdom'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1898024717167688802</id><published>2011-07-17T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T11:15:55.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-righteousness'/><title type='text'>danger</title><content type='html'>self-righteousness is a most dangerous thing in the absence of love and compassion.&lt;br /&gt;heck, it is dangerous no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1898024717167688802?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1898024717167688802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1898024717167688802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1898024717167688802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1898024717167688802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/danger.html' title='danger'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-5659130298015776701</id><published>2011-07-12T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T01:10:35.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'>kaputt</title><content type='html'>giRaffe thinks she kaputted her blog....&lt;br /&gt;why does the html no longer follows what giRaffe asks him to do????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-5659130298015776701?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/5659130298015776701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=5659130298015776701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/5659130298015776701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/5659130298015776701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/kaputt.html' title='kaputt'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1362776442832769344</id><published>2011-07-12T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:41:32.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unsure'/><title type='text'>how?</title><content type='html'>Should giRaffe?&lt;br /&gt;Or shouldn't giRaffe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1362776442832769344?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1362776442832769344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1362776442832769344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1362776442832769344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-767516263993501823?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/767516263993501823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=767516263993501823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/767516263993501823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/767516263993501823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PRDBa8uP0z4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-29573842160755554</id><published>2011-07-09T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T10:25:16.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revelation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light bulb'/><title type='text'>inconsequential, but yet so consequential revelation</title><content type='html'>Revelation giRaffe achieved while drifting off to sleep last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bach is to music, as Shakespeare is to English literature!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centuries have passed, and both their creations are still applicable to the world today.&lt;br /&gt;And centuries will pass, and their legacy will still live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's to Bach!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-29573842160755554?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/29573842160755554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=29573842160755554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/29573842160755554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/29573842160755554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/inconsequential-but-yet-so.html' title='inconsequential, but yet so consequential revelation'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-4644216862216286213</id><published>2011-07-09T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T07:35:14.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truthful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fulfillment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ordinary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>out of the ordinary</title><content type='html'>And so it seems,&lt;br /&gt;that the thing a giRaffe fears most,&lt;br /&gt;is not pain, or anguish, or sadness, or loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;but&amp;nbsp;being ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something giRaffe cannot live her life being.&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;Mere existence.&lt;br /&gt;Just like the next person in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe being that will cause her less pain.&lt;br /&gt;Less torment.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe being ordinary will make her life a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But giRaffe is not looking for a easy life.&lt;br /&gt;But a fulfilling one.&lt;br /&gt;One that is true to herself.&lt;br /&gt;One that doesn't simply say,&lt;br /&gt;because others are so,&lt;br /&gt;so giRaffe has to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe has a fear of falling into ordinariness.&lt;br /&gt;Of losing herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hopes she never will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-4644216862216286213?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/4644216862216286213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=4644216862216286213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/4644216862216286213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/4644216862216286213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/out-of-ordinary.html' title='out of the ordinary'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-2248698082604349965</id><published>2011-07-08T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T11:43:50.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anticipation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='therapeutic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr Canon-Red'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unsure'/><title type='text'>very random things in a giRaffe's life right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gbcpgesuzI/ThZ84kM2AzI/AAAAAAAABWQ/e0TZnFHstTE/s1600/IMG_2539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gbcpgesuzI/ThZ84kM2AzI/AAAAAAAABWQ/e0TZnFHstTE/s320/IMG_2539.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;so blogger is going to be no more and google blogs is the new thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and earl grey tea is a very romantic drink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and giRaffe is not sure whether to get the 50mm F1.4 or the 50mm F1.8 lens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and this sunday morning is something giRaffe is looking forward to and she hopes her expectations won't be dashed as usual.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and the advice giRaffe had been looking for, is still not forthcoming.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but a giRaffe went ahead and made her own decision anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and she sincerely hopes it is the correct one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no, this is not the decision you think giRaffe is talking about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and out out out....oh, but not out yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and things from this side of giRaffe's life,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;looks quite beautiful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-2248698082604349965?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/2248698082604349965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=2248698082604349965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2248698082604349965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2248698082604349965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/very-random-things-in-giraffes-life.html' title='very random things in a giRaffe&apos;s life right now'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gbcpgesuzI/ThZ84kM2AzI/AAAAAAAABWQ/e0TZnFHstTE/s72-c/IMG_2539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6517426880407306122</id><published>2011-07-05T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T14:41:32.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>to live, love, dream</title><content type='html'>And so a dozen years later,&lt;br /&gt;a giRaffe has decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more tying down of a giRaffe,&lt;br /&gt;into what she is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding,&lt;br /&gt;no more pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more things pulling a giRaffe back,&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is looking right into the face,&lt;br /&gt;of her tomorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be they full of pain and struggles,&lt;br /&gt;or sweetness and joy,&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe shall face them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took giRaffe, drew her out, helped her grow.&lt;br /&gt;That was undeniable.&lt;br /&gt;But giRaffe continued growing, bursting through the seams.&lt;br /&gt;He refused to move on.&lt;br /&gt;He pulled her back.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe thought she should stay back.&lt;br /&gt;She stayed.&lt;br /&gt;For a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it is no longer whether a giRaffe is staying back or not.&lt;br /&gt;It is no longer a moving forward, it is a regression.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe felt it time to cut the string.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the time is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If giRaffe cannot pull him onwards,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the time comes for giRaffe to move away.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps giRaffe is the one pulling him backwards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is probably much better.&lt;br /&gt;Much much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is something,&lt;br /&gt;about a giRaffe,&lt;br /&gt;which he might never accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something a giRaffe is coming to terms with.&lt;br /&gt;She did not accept it either, before.&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;it seems the time,&lt;br /&gt;to accept.&lt;br /&gt;To be.&lt;br /&gt;This is giRaffe.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come,&lt;br /&gt;it's time,&lt;br /&gt;for us,&lt;br /&gt;to move our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;To look for the life we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live, love and dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6517426880407306122?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6517426880407306122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6517426880407306122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6517426880407306122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6517426880407306122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-live-love-dream.html' title='to live, love, dream'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-7708004671092099043</id><published>2011-07-04T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:23:13.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='found'/><title type='text'>the ending</title><content type='html'>the end of it,&lt;br /&gt;the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;it all comes and goes in a circle.&lt;br /&gt;when she has reached the lowest point,&lt;br /&gt;she has to come up.&lt;br /&gt;and up is where a giRaffe is going.&lt;br /&gt;up and out and onward now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-7708004671092099043?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-4653151213000120332</id><published>2011-06-26T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:42:49.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='therapeutic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clutter'/><title type='text'>de-cluttering</title><content type='html'>throwing all the clutter away is therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extremely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-4653151213000120332?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/4653151213000120332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=4653151213000120332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/4653151213000120332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/4653151213000120332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/06/throwing-all-clutter-away-is.html' title='de-cluttering'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6431710505666031486</id><published>2011-06-26T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:42:36.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>plainsong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1YC-Q_Lfuk/Tgfc5uocU7I/AAAAAAAABWI/PnjlNGr4-T4/s1600/IMG_2642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1YC-Q_Lfuk/Tgfc5uocU7I/AAAAAAAABWI/PnjlNGr4-T4/s320/IMG_2642.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been quite a while since giRaffe sat down and gobbled up a book in a single sitting.&lt;br /&gt;And it's really quite yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6431710505666031486?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6431710505666031486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6431710505666031486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6431710505666031486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6431710505666031486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/06/been-quite-while-since-giraffe-sat-down.html' title='plainsong'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v1YC-Q_Lfuk/Tgfc5uocU7I/AAAAAAAABWI/PnjlNGr4-T4/s72-c/IMG_2642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-7305455799775512885</id><published>2011-06-25T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T19:46:17.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr Retired-Canon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr Canon-Red'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>welcoming Mr Canon-Red into giRaffe's household...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O47SWM0kiJE/TgXGi_yyE2I/AAAAAAAABVw/Bji7mm2-HU8/s1600/269765_10150240933386067_677126066_7169867_2333600_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O47SWM0kiJE/TgXGi_yyE2I/AAAAAAAABVw/Bji7mm2-HU8/s320/269765_10150240933386067_677126066_7169867_2333600_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and now that this baby is officially giRaffe's,&lt;br /&gt;she goes click clicking away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Retired-Canon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opXTzwtFvjA/TgXI4d7L_6I/AAAAAAAABV8/QkqneGJYPRY/s1600/IMG_2627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opXTzwtFvjA/TgXI4d7L_6I/AAAAAAAABV8/QkqneGJYPRY/s320/IMG_2627.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;started his service years ago,&amp;nbsp;(and do notice the discoloration on the place where giRaffe's hoofs have held Mr Retired-Canon ever so often - sure signs of love!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with this picture of giRaffe's boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6XYojxXCl3w/TgXHPZTf8cI/AAAAAAAABV0/TdVOjulBSiA/s1600/IMG_0032_3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6XYojxXCl3w/TgXHPZTf8cI/AAAAAAAABV0/TdVOjulBSiA/s320/IMG_0032_3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so giRaffe felt it only fitting that Mr Canon-Red should start his service with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRVqGmgBCiU/TgXHh4ZMYxI/AAAAAAAABV4/IqAeYefn5O8/s1600/IMG_0888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRVqGmgBCiU/TgXHh4ZMYxI/AAAAAAAABV4/IqAeYefn5O8/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;another picture of giRaffe's handsome boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-7305455799775512885?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/7305455799775512885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=7305455799775512885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7305455799775512885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7305455799775512885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcoming-mr-canon-red-into-giraffes.html' title='welcoming Mr Canon-Red into giRaffe&apos;s household...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O47SWM0kiJE/TgXGi_yyE2I/AAAAAAAABVw/Bji7mm2-HU8/s72-c/269765_10150240933386067_677126066_7169867_2333600_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1577800390796394435</id><published>2011-06-20T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T17:55:13.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practicing'/><title type='text'>how many times...</title><content type='html'>Question: There are 24 hours in a day. So how many times can you repeat a 9 minute piece in one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Enough times to make your boy give you this look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0a9HVJxLI_g/Tf8Yfek_I3I/AAAAAAAABVs/HSABAaSoqxI/s1600/IMG_6051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0a9HVJxLI_g/Tf8Yfek_I3I/AAAAAAAABVs/HSABAaSoqxI/s320/IMG_6051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0a9HVJxLI_g/Tf8Yfek_I3I/AAAAAAAABVs/HSABAaSoqxI/s1600/IMG_6051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when you look at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1577800390796394435?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1577800390796394435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1577800390796394435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1577800390796394435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1577800390796394435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-many-times.html' title='how many times...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0a9HVJxLI_g/Tf8Yfek_I3I/AAAAAAAABVs/HSABAaSoqxI/s72-c/IMG_6051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6284685738169573116</id><published>2011-06-18T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:53:01.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>out of sorts...</title><content type='html'>giRaffe is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afraid to sleep for the fear of dreams it might bring,&lt;br /&gt;afraid to wake up for the pain of reality that comes along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6284685738169573116?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6284685738169573116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6284685738169573116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6284685738169573116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6284685738169573116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/06/out-of-sorts.html' title='out of sorts...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-7974881332201664969</id><published>2011-06-16T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:37:16.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>in the middle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUeWbxiaVFE/Tfmj0UXxOLI/AAAAAAAABVo/u_kq54fYlAo/s1600/IMG_2612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUeWbxiaVFE/Tfmj0UXxOLI/AAAAAAAABVo/u_kq54fYlAo/s320/IMG_2612.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;spending the day trying to get the notes into giRaffe's not very cooperative fingers.&lt;br /&gt;it's sort of what a giRaffe wouldn't mind doing the rest of her life,&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time, not precisely so.&lt;br /&gt;not at the expense of having to spend her entire time cooped up in a tiny room and repeating and repeating and repeating and repeating herself (though it does have a certain hypnotic effect).&lt;br /&gt;so here,&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is spending her day,&lt;br /&gt;sort of in the middle of being happy and not being happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-7974881332201664969?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UUeWbxiaVFE/Tfmj0UXxOLI/AAAAAAAABVo/u_kq54fYlAo/s72-c/IMG_2612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-2615523471560207215</id><published>2011-06-16T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T02:34:45.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>another year</title><content type='html'>So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;Another year.&lt;br /&gt;Older.&lt;br /&gt;But wiser?&lt;br /&gt;Will giRaffe dare to throw away the things holding her back this year?&lt;br /&gt;Will the increase of another year give a giRaffe added clarity and courage?&lt;br /&gt;A giRaffe has changed much in the past year.&lt;br /&gt;What changes will this year bring?&lt;br /&gt;Well, here giRaffe strides.&lt;br /&gt;Into the another year older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-2615523471560207215?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/2615523471560207215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=2615523471560207215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2615523471560207215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/2615523471560207215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-year.html' title='another year'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-3659179703737154953</id><published>2011-05-29T03:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T03:06:10.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>memories from the land of Amoy...</title><content type='html'>The flood of memories that swept a giRaffe off her feet.&lt;br /&gt;Oh those two months.&lt;br /&gt;Of sweat and toil,&lt;br /&gt;Yet even more of bliss and joy.&lt;br /&gt;下工下工下工工下工...&lt;br /&gt;What a blessed giRaffe to have an opportunity of those two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she turns her eyes to the now.&lt;br /&gt;The calling of names and clawing of faces in the here.&lt;br /&gt;And giRaffe is right glad she isn't in it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she remembers her days of sweat and toil and love and simple happiness.&lt;br /&gt;And she is glad she has that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-3659179703737154953?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/3659179703737154953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=3659179703737154953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>what sort of nation do you want?</title><content type='html'>24 years ago, 15 alleged Marxist conspirators were detained. Without trial.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chiam, the only member of the Parliament from the opposition then, spoke for their release on the grounds that there were no basis for their charge - the summarized transcripts for the parliamentary sittings &lt;a href="http://theonlinecitizen.com/2009/05/29-july-1987-chiam%E2%80%99s-finest-hour-part-1/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://theonlinecitizen.com/2009/05/chiam%E2%80%99s-finest-hour-part-2-the-government-responds/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mr Chiam says:&lt;br /&gt;"What sort of Singapore do you really want? You have to tell the people. Do we want a Singapore where only because of a slight dissent against the Government, people are arrested? Do you want a country that has a widespread fear, apathy? Do you want to continue with your authoritarian rule? Is this the Singapore you want? I know there is apathy in Singapore. I walk around a lot of places in Singapore. There is a lot of apathy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 years down the road, some hope seems to be shining out from the vision of the nation Mr Chiam had from way back then.&lt;br /&gt;Political apathy looks like it's starting to go away.&lt;br /&gt;The climate of fear, although still present, is slowly starting to clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe hopes that 2011 is not just a point in history, but a watershed for a new journey.&lt;br /&gt;HDB pricings, transport problems, living costs, yes, these are the problems giRaffe wants resolved. Who wouldn't want a cheaper home, better transport and a more affordable living?&lt;br /&gt;But even more so, a giRaffe wants to see the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;root&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of the problem being solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Transparency. Accountability. Responsibility to the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You can make houses cheaper, but if there is no freedom of speech, freedom of actions, we're just blindfolded and put in a cage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You can improve the transport but if new troubles arise and you just grasp at straws to find a scapegoat, we're still stuck in the rut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is always very ruffled at unfair practices.&lt;br /&gt;At things done behind a veil of alleged "for your good".&lt;br /&gt;At actions without accountability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope and look forward to a future that is open and transparent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1747488849910236910?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1747488849910236910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1747488849910236910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1747488849910236910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1747488849910236910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-sort-of-nation-do-you-want.html' title='what sort of nation do you want?'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-957662514496700264</id><published>2011-05-19T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T10:03:41.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>The Cleric's Wife</title><content type='html'>This is just extremely weird, but giRaffe dreamt distinctly she read a book.&lt;br /&gt;The book was titled,&lt;br /&gt;The Cleric's Wife.&lt;br /&gt;Of all improbable things,&lt;br /&gt;The Cleric's Wife!&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe couldn't remember the author, but the title was so vivid she woke up and googled to see if there really was such a book.&lt;br /&gt;What a disappointment there wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe would have liked to see what this book was all about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-957662514496700264?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/957662514496700264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=957662514496700264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/957662514496700264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/957662514496700264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/clerics-wife.html' title='The Cleric&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-911710808175764189</id><published>2011-05-15T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T16:36:12.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Uncensored and from the heart</title><content type='html'>Pablo Casals to a young Arnold Steinhardt on how a gypsy violinist tackled Bach:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In our honor, he played before our table the very same Bach adagio (referring to Bach's G minor Solo Sonata) that you have just played. It was the most fiery, the freest Bach I have ever heard. Also the best. This gypsy had none of our fears and inhibitions about what to do, or not to do in Bach. He played uncensored, from the heart; and that is what I encourage you to do - put aside convention and play as I believe Bach himself played, with great freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-911710808175764189?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/911710808175764189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=911710808175764189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/911710808175764189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/911710808175764189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/uncensored-and-from-heart.html' title='Uncensored and from the heart'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-3336018277286140327</id><published>2011-05-15T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T12:47:24.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of her country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>just going to pack up and go off?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #505050; font-family: Arial, Helmet, Freesans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="story-header" style="clear: both; color: #505050; font-family: Arial, Helmet, Freesans, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 34px; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: -160px; margin-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; text-rendering: optimizelegibility; width: 623px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-pacific-13400296"&gt;Singapore founding father Lee Kuan Yew resigns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;Maybe a giRaffe is impossible to satisfy, but this leaves a bad feeling in giRaffe's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many may have cast their vote because of these two seniors in the Cabinet, and now after their party have won, these 2 seniors are going to pack their bags and say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;And leaving the government in the hands of the newcomers, whom many might not have voted for in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are plans for retirement, shouldn't they be made &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; the elections so that the population have an idea who they are going to elect for their leaders in the coming years?&lt;br /&gt;And not &lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; the election when things doesn't look like they're going well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this thing called responsibility something that should be present?&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't they at least go through this next five years before they can say they're leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-3336018277286140327?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/3336018277286140327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=3336018277286140327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3336018277286140327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/3336018277286140327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-going-to-pack-up-and-go-off.html' title='just going to pack up and go off?'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-9039512325177324544</id><published>2011-05-15T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:54:59.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of her country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>swap...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1184802314"&gt;Unhappy? Swap places with me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ctl00_cph1_ArticleContents1_divXtra"&gt;&lt;div class="articleHeadline" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.13em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="articleHeadline" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/Voices/EDC110511-0001353/Unhappy?-Swap-places-with-me"&gt;from todayonline.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- This is from the post blogger ate up from giRaffe's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've got a Toyota, and there is a chance for you to swap it with a Honda, and you really want to try driving a Honda, not because the Toyota breaks down or anything, but because the Honda has got the models you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then someone driving a Hafei (for the information of those of you who have no idea what a freaking Hafei is, it is the moving piece of cardboard yours truly is driving around which has this idea that its aim in life to break down ever so frequently) comes by and sees that you have this thought of changing your Toyota for a Honda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this guy says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've already got a Toyota, why do you want to change it for a Honda? If you cannot be satisfied with a Toyota, try swapping it for my Hafei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you've got a chance to swap a Toyota for a Honda, why in the world would someone in the right mind even consider swapping it for a Hafei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get what giRaffe means?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-9039512325177324544?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/9039512325177324544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=9039512325177324544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/9039512325177324544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/9039512325177324544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/swap.html' title='swap...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-8040451232870949757</id><published>2011-05-15T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:27:17.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dislike'/><title type='text'>give giRaffe a dislike button!</title><content type='html'>Blogger got itself down for 2 days and after it came back up, it nommed up giRaffe's blog posts!&lt;br /&gt;*dislike*!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-8040451232870949757?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/8040451232870949757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=8040451232870949757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/8040451232870949757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/8040451232870949757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/give-giraffe-dislike-button.html' title='give giRaffe a dislike button!'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-7136948484794842072</id><published>2011-05-12T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:43:51.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>growing up...</title><content type='html'>Growing up....&lt;br /&gt;is not about getting older, but getting wiser in outlook.&lt;br /&gt;is not about increasing the number of years under your age, but increasing the depth of your aspirations.&lt;br /&gt;is not about the number of titles under your name, but the amount of responsibility you can be entrusted with.&lt;br /&gt;is not about the amount of possessions you have, but the amount of love you can share.&lt;br /&gt;is not about getting the last word in an argument, but staying calm so that no nasty words need to be exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;is not about getting rid of all your enemies, but how big your heart has grown that you can have room for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;is not about how many clever thoughts you can think or how many clever words you can say, but how your deeds prove your sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe wants to learn how to grow up gracefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-7136948484794842072?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/7136948484794842072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=7136948484794842072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7136948484794842072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/7136948484794842072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/growing-up.html' title='growing up...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-6414814512002124461</id><published>2011-05-09T08:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T08:22:39.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>a un-forgetful generation....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"2011 has seen a generation that does not remember from whence we came, but that is to be expected. But I do, and those amongst you who are over 50 will remember"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.todayonline.com/Singapore/EDC110509-0000532/A-generation-that-does-not-remember--MM"&gt;thus quotes MM LKY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear MM,&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe is from this forgetful generation which you described.&lt;br /&gt;But we are not forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, we remember.&lt;br /&gt;We remembered how your generation fought for independence and for democracy.&lt;br /&gt;We remembered how your generation believed our people have a right to speak for and to build our own nation.&lt;br /&gt;We remembered the tears you shed, and personally, giRaffe thinks that you're a most intelligent and capable man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dear MM, giRaffe hopes you remember too, the people of this nation STILL believe in democracy and NOT autocracy.&lt;br /&gt;The people of this nation are STILL fighting for the nation your generation envisioned so many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, dear MM,&lt;br /&gt;this is a road that can never have an end.&lt;br /&gt;If one day the people stop fighting for democracy, that will be the end of democracy.&lt;br /&gt;The foundation that your generation built, giRaffe's generation will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;And precisely because we remember, we know we cannot sit back and remain unchanged.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot regress into a nation of apathy, of unchange.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot let the democracy you claimed for our nation turn into a dictatorship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Sir,&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe's generation remembers the fight your generation fought.&lt;br /&gt;That is why giRaffe's generation will continue believing in democracy and NOT autocracy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-6414814512002124461?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/6414814512002124461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=6414814512002124461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6414814512002124461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/6414814512002124461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/un-forgetful-generation.html' title='a un-forgetful generation....'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-5913206205282309612</id><published>2011-05-08T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:48:07.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and to serve...</title><content type='html'>Alright, one final rant and then giRaffe shall stop boring everyone with so much talk on the GE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The polls are closed, the results are out. There are some changes, there are many other unchanging ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But regardless of which party the office bearers come from, giRaffe hopes that they remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good leader should put himself down at the level of those he serves. Only then can he make good decisions. Because good decisions doesn't simply come from thinking about it; it comes from living it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good leader must respect those he serves. Not talk down at them, not lead them by the nose and say you follow because I know best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good leader must remember that hard down-to-earth work and understanding the people and building genuine relationships is more important than any educational qualifications or titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good leader must remember, he is here to SERVE, he must be willing to be a servant and not a master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's all see what the next five years hold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-5913206205282309612?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/5913206205282309612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=5913206205282309612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/5913206205282309612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/5913206205282309612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-to-serve.html' title='and to serve...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-5010817419952493034</id><published>2011-05-07T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T20:09:30.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of her country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>giRaffe is voting for</title><content type='html'>15 mins before the polls close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe loves her nation.&lt;br /&gt;Even though sometimes she gets embarrassed by the apathy of many who calls themselves citizens.&lt;br /&gt;Even though sometimes others call her country "soulless".&lt;br /&gt;Even though some feel that although this country has a living standard (and cost) of a first world country, the people's mindset are still third world standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of it is true.&lt;br /&gt;But not everyone is like that.&lt;br /&gt;And there are many more emerging, who have a heart and a soul, a genuine concern about the world around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe and her fellow countrymen do not want to be talked down upon any longer.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe and her fellow countrymen do not want their freedom of speech impeded.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe and her fellow countrymen wants to share in nation-building, instead of being told like a young child that their leaders will choose what is best and the people must just accept without questions.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe and her fellow countrymen wants to be able to obtain unbiased information from the media instead of having a "state media" who reports only what the ruling powers wants them to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is infallible. There are definitely policies that are good, and policies that are not. The opposition party if they are elected, cannot promise they certainly can make the best policies for the nation. But neither can the ruling power now. Because everyone is human and prone to mistakes. And it is also impossible to satisfy everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe isn't voting for who will make the best policies (of course the candidate in question must be a reasonably capable, intelligent and moral person, and that aside, giRaffe is sure most will try their best to make the best policy), but more importantly, giRaffe is voting for a new generation of leaders who treat their people with respect, who doesn't simply say they are doing what is right, who listens to the people, who genuinely want to serve (even without the crazily high minister salary), who will question the people in power rather than accept what they say if what they say really are in question, who have a heart for the people and the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what giRaffe is voting for, and whether these people come from the MAIN POWER or the OPPOSITION POWERS, that is not so important. giRaffe hopes to see something different in her nation from tomorrow onwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-5010817419952493034?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/5010817419952493034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=5010817419952493034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/5010817419952493034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/5010817419952493034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/giraffe-is-voting-for.html' title='giRaffe is voting for'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366655.post-1822825972603212863</id><published>2011-05-05T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T21:05:25.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>before a giRaffe turns 35...</title><content type='html'>giRaffe is by nature a very impatient animal.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when a certain idea bounces into her consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;giRaffe usually cannot wait and wants to have it/do it/become it immediately.&lt;br /&gt;Immediate gratification.&lt;br /&gt;Truly ADHD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the older giRaffe grows, the more she encounters things that cannot be fulfilled immediately.&lt;br /&gt;They irk her terribly.&lt;br /&gt;But there are some things that a giRaffe wants badly enough.&lt;br /&gt;And so they will continue irking her until giRaffe gets them/do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are some things a giRaffe wants to do before she is 35:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy and move into her own house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go traveling somewhere she has never been to before, alone, preferably more than once.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read all of &lt;a href="http://www.marcandangel.com/2008/08/11/30-books-everyone-should-read-before-their-30th-birthday/"&gt;these books&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and &lt;a href="http://artofmanliness.com/2008/05/14/100-must-read-books-the-essential-mans-library/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; to go along even though it says that it's the MAN's essential library.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/books/4248401/100-novels-everyone-should-read.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; if she finished all the above or if she gets bored.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to play both of Bach's violin concertos for the violin, on the erhu, AND the violin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be able to understand Hebrew reasonably well enough to read the Old Testament in Hebrew without having to look up the dictionary every other word.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to keep and maintain &lt;a href="http://2centsmusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;2 cents music&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and to start writing her book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems quite a lot of things to keep a giRaffe busy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366655-1822825972603212863?l=yezitou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/feeds/1822825972603212863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366655&amp;postID=1822825972603212863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1822825972603212863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366655/posts/default/1822825972603212863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yezitou.blogspot.com/2011/05/before-giraffe-turns-35_05.html' title='before a giRaffe turns 35...'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15809756563249965443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6945/1297/1600/giraffe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
