<?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-6498162840381991035</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:18:05.214-08:00</updated><category term='Rancho Palos Verdes Shipwreck Trail'/><category term='United States Botanic Garden'/><category term='Anthony Thomas'/><category term='Oahu'/><category term='Strong Females'/><category term='Lucky Lotus'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='Carnival'/><category term='Life Colors'/><category term='commercial'/><category term='bittersweet'/><category term='Profanity'/><category term='Mississippi Valley State'/><category term='Mexico trip'/><category term='San Gabriel 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Lindsay-Abaire'/><category term='sunlight'/><category term='nissan'/><category term='San Francisco'/><category term='Ambrosia'/><category term='Google Adwords'/><category term='Lately'/><category term='The Country Estates'/><category term='Patrick'/><category term='Full of Grace'/><category term='Lifestyle'/><category term='Triangle Complex Fire'/><category term='Topanga Canyon State Park'/><category term='bad dream'/><category term='The San Fernando Valley'/><title type='text'>Bursting Through</title><subtitle type='html'>I wake up every morning wishing things were different, and yet I do not wish to change a thing. The strange idea of uncertainty is an unknown blessing in itself. This place will be a reminder that the smallest things in life can bring great joy and sadness. Ultimately, they are what makes me feel alive. Just waiting to burst through...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5446227366509994217</id><published>2010-03-07T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T02:56:04.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BurstingThrough.com Is Complete! Please Go To New Website!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;This may be the last entry on this blogspot blog. I have created a website &lt;a href="http://www.burstingthrough.com/"&gt;BurstingThrough.com&lt;/a&gt; which now includes all the old and new blog entries. You can find the direct link to the &lt;a href="http://www.burstingthrough.com/blog/"&gt;Bursting Through Blog&lt;/a&gt; page there as well. 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After 4 months of being on backorder, the Panasonic TC-P65V10 television finally came in. I almost feel too spoiled, but it's definitely nice, even for someone who barely watches television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4YhOoIZjVI/AAAAAAAAgis/vkDHyWgzrlo/s1600-h/L1010260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4YhOoIZjVI/AAAAAAAAgis/vkDHyWgzrlo/s400/L1010260.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4YhHf64rII/AAAAAAAAgik/_LpCHlgPwqo/s1600-h/L1010262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4YhHf64rII/AAAAAAAAgik/_LpCHlgPwqo/s640/L1010262.JPG" width="360" /&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/6498162840381991035-7264690148605711705?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7264690148605711705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7264690148605711705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7264690148605711705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7264690148605711705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-big-gift.html' title='One Big Gift'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4YhOoIZjVI/AAAAAAAAgis/vkDHyWgzrlo/s72-c/L1010260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3855680916688877075</id><published>2010-02-23T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:52:05.429-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>21 Hours in Vegas</title><content type='html'>Arrive at Las Vegas - 10:15 PM&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Monagabi at Paris - 1.5 Hours&lt;br /&gt;Sleep at Bally's Hotel - 8 Hours&lt;br /&gt;Walk through KID Show at Ballys - 4 Hours&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at World Buffet restaurant in Rio - 2 Hours&lt;br /&gt;Walk through &lt;a href="http://www.magiconline.com/"&gt;Magic Show&lt;/a&gt; at the Las Vegas Convention Center - 2 Hours&lt;br /&gt;Walk through PROJECT and SLATE show at Mandalay Bay - 1.5 Hours&lt;br /&gt;Gamble at slot machines - 2 Hours&lt;br /&gt;Drive back to Hacienda Heights, stop by Arby's for dinner, and it's home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5440577029736769025%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3855680916688877075?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3855680916688877075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3855680916688877075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3855680916688877075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3855680916688877075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/21-hours-in-vegas.html' title='21 Hours in Vegas'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3393074085578779876</id><published>2010-02-22T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:52:59.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><title type='text'>Gettin' to the Getty</title><content type='html'>Valentine's Day was completely unplanned, but worked out well. Though it was a 45 minute stop and go from the freeway to the parking lot entrance, &lt;a href="http://www.getty.edu/"&gt;The Getty&lt;/a&gt; center was just a beautiful place on this sunny day in California. Using the 2 cameras, we tried to record the atmosphere as best we could. It felt warm and comfortable just to exist in that space. I don't often get that feeling in Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the Restaurant, where we ate a late brunch. I love the lines and patterns in the architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uPRwNMIjrnkbnXPHAWZE6g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DKBroa42I/AAAAAAAAf6U/tdG2DKVB_3U/s400/IMG_3156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GettyCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Getty Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun looking tree with nice little hangings. It made an interesting silhouette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3jZV1EniCamRhsui4ybwlA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DLCUEmJLI/AAAAAAAAgCw/iwJGQxa6FVw/s400/L1010136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GettyCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Getty Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these trees by the garden! Wish I could have them in my own backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bhjToNxwJbCd4CIO_M7NtQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DKRVy9v6I/AAAAAAAAf8Q/g31SK2BwwuE/s400/IMG_3208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GettyCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Getty Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This very young couple, perhaps only in high school, offered to take this for us. They were very dressed up compared to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oSfrLcb94WzlC4NHHieLJg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DLUvuOXQI/AAAAAAAAgEE/DJjc2vRHt2U/s400/L1010149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GettyCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Getty Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to get the sunlight glow in the children's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lIlM_Lf1JRy4gyLMADQKGQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DKfj1i0EI/AAAAAAAAf9U/ctDVM_oE5Bk/s400/IMG_3222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GettyCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Getty Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee's - fun to look at, but scary to get so close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7c-5R7YNi1YXIxPCKgnF9g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DKlXatQFI/AAAAAAAAf-Y/I_kVsOK4OSU/s400/IMG_3249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GettyCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Getty Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always fun to see which direction your home is in this vast land of Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lGtQLaQx0Nt6YETqD8Zgkw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DLxbg_FBI/AAAAAAAAgGc/0uBoOm_fmT4/s400/L1010184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GettyCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Getty Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this image remind you of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Georges_Seurat_-_Un_dimanche_apr%C3%A8s-midi_%C3%A0_l'%C3%8Ele_de_la_Grande_Jatte.jpg"&gt;Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte painted by Georges-Pierre Seurat&lt;/a&gt; with all the folks laying on the grass? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gUojsmZHm2jWwHtLRWJMjw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DLy5MEVbI/AAAAAAAAgGk/qrpqRuMQOOc/s400/L1010185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GettyCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Getty Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see the sunset, with helicopters heading deep into the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/M5cEmLZadqPHUr_Qn91pWA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DK2LQRv9I/AAAAAAAAgAs/_hsbFx1syCs/s400/IMG_3307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GettyCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Getty Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3393074085578779876?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3393074085578779876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3393074085578779876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3393074085578779876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3393074085578779876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/gettin-to-getty.html' title='Gettin&apos; to the Getty'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DKBroa42I/AAAAAAAAf6U/tdG2DKVB_3U/s72-c/IMG_3156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7559766725671796929</id><published>2010-02-21T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:13:56.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Vicente Mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Gabriel Mountains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Westridge-Canyonback Wilderness Park'/><title type='text'>Westridge-Canyonback Wilderness Park Hike</title><content type='html'>What a fantastic and fun hike. The wildlife, plants, birds of prey, and the view of Los Angeles made this one so much more enjoyable. We got some great photos from Gary's Leica D-Lux 4, and I'm hoping to go on more hikes soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a while to get this shot right, but I like the composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EidPjBfmoXAN5ZmDSLm62g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4Bziu1ooII/AAAAAAAAf2s/_rilQpOLcDM/s400/L1010102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/WestridgeCanyonbackWildernessParkHike?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Westridge-Canyonback Wilderness Park Hike&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This red tail hawk just loved posing for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2T9E2PNvqwhaJGubEkHcIA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4BzjQi8hGI/AAAAAAAAf28/nlctzQHWA9k/s400/L1010105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/WestridgeCanyonbackWildernessParkHike?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Westridge-Canyonback Wilderness Park Hike&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this shot. The lighting, the tree, and the model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hBPzCgwamVsUkMdkIV6qEw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4BzoChs8bI/AAAAAAAAf3k/_Y55tReYwKw/s400/L1010112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/WestridgeCanyonbackWildernessParkHike?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Westridge-Canyonback Wilderness Park Hike&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7559766725671796929?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7559766725671796929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7559766725671796929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7559766725671796929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7559766725671796929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/westridge-canyonback-wilderness-park.html' title='Westridge-Canyonback Wilderness Park Hike'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4Bziu1ooII/AAAAAAAAf2s/_rilQpOLcDM/s72-c/L1010102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-467894448393614886</id><published>2010-02-21T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T16:47:28.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empire State of Mind II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alicia Keys'/><title type='text'>If I Can Make it Here, I Can Make it Anywhere, That's What They Say</title><content type='html'>"If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say". This is part of the lyrics from Alicia Keys' "Empire State of Mind, Part II", which I was listening to while trying to run my 5 miles today. Of course, my left knee gave in around 3.5 miles and I had to walk and jog the rest of the way. It's sad what one marathon can do to you. I may have to take swimming lessons soon. Anyhow, I never stopped to listen to the lyrics before, and finally had the chance to today. It really shines a uplifting light to the city of New York, but to me it's simply inspirational, no matter where you are from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iYmmh9zkpQM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iYmmh9zkpQM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-467894448393614886?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/467894448393614886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=467894448393614886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/467894448393614886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/467894448393614886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-i-can-make-it-here-i-can-make-it.html' title='If I Can Make it Here, I Can Make it Anywhere, That&apos;s What They Say'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8130489505103576995</id><published>2010-02-20T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:33:42.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Lady Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This year's birthday I got 2 delicious dinners. Quiet by very nice and relaxing, just the way an old lady like me should be celebrating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DTxUUbdXI/AAAAAAAAgOY/kPP5H_3Ony8/s1600-h/Birthday+Dinners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DTxUUbdXI/AAAAAAAAgOY/kPP5H_3Ony8/s400/Birthday+Dinners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8130489505103576995?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8130489505103576995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8130489505103576995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8130489505103576995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8130489505103576995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/old-lady-celebration.html' title='Old Lady Celebration'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4DTxUUbdXI/AAAAAAAAgOY/kPP5H_3Ony8/s72-c/Birthday+Dinners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3751393407291348207</id><published>2010-02-20T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T09:37:28.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain 'Ole Fun and Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4Ad1jJencI/AAAAAAAAfwU/wdpOVhKFqLg/s1600-h/2010.02.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4Ad1jJencI/AAAAAAAAfwU/wdpOVhKFqLg/s400/2010.02.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day reminds me of the junior high school days. Just plain old fun and games. It goes from dim sum, to golf driving range, to boba tea, to foot massage machine at SoloMar's, to bowling, dinner at Jurassic Restaurant, watching Gary and Patrick's beer match, and hanging at the house. To top it off, I got my personal best score of 160 in bowling, and that was so out of the blue.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3751393407291348207?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3751393407291348207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3751393407291348207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3751393407291348207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3751393407291348207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/plain-ole-fun-and-games.html' title='Plain &apos;Ole Fun and Games'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S4Ad1jJencI/AAAAAAAAfwU/wdpOVhKFqLg/s72-c/2010.02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1157195293708852095</id><published>2010-02-19T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:27:02.913-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dole Plantation'/><title type='text'>Day 5 in Oahu: Pineapples and the Airport</title><content type='html'>The bitter sweet last day was about Pineapples and getting to the airport on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DjTavC2y1xDX0MlYfj3Tjw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EfRC-_33I/AAAAAAAAekw/N0brXEGpDuY/s400/L1000899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought we were going to get to top 5 of the fastest in finishing the maze. Our time was close to 45 minutes, and the top 5 happen to be 15 minutes or faster. We were SO CLOSE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KO0Ulu9l3Li2WqmvVpXoWg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EfR7E-ooI/AAAAAAAAek4/r2oYbISDX0A/s400/L1000900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VWMlXBEyHBQmMbMZubbkuA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3Ef_J497dI/AAAAAAAAenI/Xr1L6w9vy74/s400/L1000918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's back to LA. Home sweet home. Okay not really....I wish I didn't have to leave the island.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1157195293708852095?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1157195293708852095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1157195293708852095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1157195293708852095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1157195293708852095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-5-in-oahu-pineapples-and-airport.html' title='Day 5 in Oahu: Pineapples and the Airport'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EfRC-_33I/AAAAAAAAekw/N0brXEGpDuY/s72-c/L1000899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8435986242517955076</id><published>2010-02-18T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:31:22.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ono&apos;s Hawaiian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makapuu Point'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kailua Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oahu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Day 4 in Oahu: The Food, the Beach, the Beach, and the Food</title><content type='html'>We start our 4th day with the &lt;a href="http://hawaiifoodtours.com"&gt;Hawaii Hole in the Wall Food Tour&lt;/a&gt; and these were our guides Matthew Gray and Keira Nagai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RxYVlnxaUaQ3LEoRFIjScQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EbLU8zKQI/AAAAAAAAeUg/cUZbJCNf0vs/s288/L1000730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7RK_25QWHIHvau7m44Ul-Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EbZ2wqUEI/AAAAAAAAeVI/qYvXOV0Ku5I/s288/L1000737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it started raining out there, but that made it all the more romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WBT6urYGKWYISzDrfp7jGA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EblBIU_LI/AAAAAAAAeWQ/8JiFftjyiaU/s400/L1000747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visit to the rice noodle factory was so cool! Not too many restaurants make the rice noodles by hand anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/o6tjvZHcjm3mrJujeP33WA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3Eb1a8XKyI/AAAAAAAAeXo/eKgplqATUng/s400/L1000761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a small market in Chinatown. We saw this same fish when we went snorkeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i_58T2ZM2W5tElspdkUzcA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3Eb_9pIYxI/AAAAAAAAeYY/BnXHV1PrWHg/s400/L1000769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt this was Gary's favorite part of the tour - Char Siu House were they had bbq pork and the 5 layers of heaven (aka roast pork as we know it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/38qdNgaeK9-lljTLXj5_Ng?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3Ecm8F93eI/AAAAAAAAeaw/ClaflyxIcrU/s400/L1000792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour, we started on the Makapuu point hike and view was spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/G4gt_AJTk4CXgmfG8FmbTg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EdbNO1R_I/AAAAAAAAedE/3bMkaWfhuEo/s400/L1000815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was the Makapuu Beach park, which was practically empty. The sand was so wonderful here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Ih9oOi2CQS2pxRcgwAyUTA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EeU1V9gCI/AAAAAAAAeg0/rZLq0VwK8qU/s400/L1000853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and the woman with the crazy lady hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2CFtuuKqNJvWW35rgU9SrQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3F_NLevTsI/AAAAAAAAe_o/dGb5fFh8Fps/s400/IMG_3056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we hit Kailua Beach, where the sand is suppose to be softest thing you'll ever touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QEM1OawxjsMjxhZYZ6PM7g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3F_fXiKiLI/AAAAAAAAfC0/Rq0GFFVpXbA/s400/IMG_3133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we are still stuffed from the food tour, we managed to chow down having the Poi, Kalua Pork, Lau Lau, Salmon Lomi at Ono's Hawaiian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CY5VdcCuqZ96pUr0wPtD9w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EfE7T9ajI/AAAAAAAAekI/F8Sgb0w9sA8/s400/L1000886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8435986242517955076?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8435986242517955076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8435986242517955076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8435986242517955076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8435986242517955076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-4-in-oahu-food-beach-beach-and-food.html' title='Day 4 in Oahu: The Food, the Beach, the Beach, and the Food'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EbLU8zKQI/AAAAAAAAeUg/cUZbJCNf0vs/s72-c/L1000730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1454015968781122629</id><published>2010-02-14T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:42:23.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanauma Bay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Day 3 in Oahu: Hanauma Bay, Malasadas, Poke</title><content type='html'>Getting to ready to snorkel at Hanauma Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_B49CD6DjAkd6qwywd3LBQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EaDYM4c0I/AAAAAAAAePw/kuzstFs_wQY/s400/L1000684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the excitement in Patrick and Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0FIIygfxn6gp8ErMWQhBoQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3F_iOybuEI/AAAAAAAAfDM/wXClU54F9Tc/s400/P2010001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary is definitely having a ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eSdSQqbaDEJu7E4cMZoL-w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3F_v3B646I/AAAAAAAAfEA/JKg5Ir7cSB0/s400/P2010010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Sea turtle &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;(Click image below to watch the video of Sea Turtle swimming. Taken by Gary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip#5436266982689753234"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3F_87WhcoI/AAAAAAAAfE0/alPp6ZH8yMw/s400/P2010017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab some Malasadas at Leonard's Bakery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VWxIFqUtlyGklXmqVIwN7g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EaUXeY0fI/AAAAAAAAeQg/zkKmb8AvEw4/s400/L1000690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some Poke Bowl from Ono's Seafood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/H5WnfWLSFSv-q68gaOQE8w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3Eaqo5W3jI/AAAAAAAAeRg/9JEYwWXy0fY/s400/L1000700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Gary's aunties and uncle from Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iITBEeuhh_U1XmTU4BgR1g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EbIBwga4I/AAAAAAAAeT4/4L-G1OG8A6g/s400/L1000723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1454015968781122629?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1454015968781122629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1454015968781122629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1454015968781122629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1454015968781122629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-3-in-oahu-hanauma-bay-malasadas.html' title='Day 3 in Oahu: Hanauma Bay, Malasadas, Poke'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EaDYM4c0I/AAAAAAAAePw/kuzstFs_wQY/s72-c/L1000684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7722791173963287916</id><published>2010-02-14T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T01:44:41.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waikiki Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diamond Head'/><title type='text'>Day 2 in Oahu: Hiking, Shaved Ice, and the Beach</title><content type='html'>We wake up around 5am next morning, while the moon is still peeking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/s_0AdOt23mF-GqEWsQG7aw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EYTsBnp4I/AAAAAAAAeGw/mhjX94UeSbA/s400/L1000585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiking up the Diamond Head early morning for our taste of the beautiful view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MMJpTudE_jSy4FjWuWSpAw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EYr-IcviI/AAAAAAAAeJA/xrglZAsoNXo/s400/L1000611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than spectacular up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BTmpKUe9-lqd9T7yJmpx9Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EZMV4tvGI/AAAAAAAAeLc/JDXBWFa99EM/s400/L1000635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We refresh ourselves with some Waiola shaved ice at 10am in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KSlKIVQZxpbSwXpp_UN-2g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3F9Vd-9CsI/AAAAAAAAeys/uBP4SrmSrnQ/s400/IMG_2796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to relax a bit at the Waikiki Beach &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cbr0xgFhup8olDNsLow8NA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EZkAbF7OI/AAAAAAAAeNQ/rBL2RUrT1Mw/s400/L1000652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, as I read my new play by the balcony, I get to enjoy the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YaHUwrP5XeURldMWPo4CHA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EZlQGDObI/AAAAAAAAeNg/xJ1PwEQefLY/s400/L1000654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Sam Choy's for some cooked fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6DFD_G5AcTDVBZ29RwEpWg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EZ3p9vLDI/AAAAAAAAePA/yLd1HWxLDmw/s400/L1000672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7722791173963287916?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7722791173963287916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7722791173963287916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7722791173963287916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7722791173963287916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-2-in-oahu-hiking-shaved-ice-and.html' title='Day 2 in Oahu: Hiking, Shaved Ice, and the Beach'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EYTsBnp4I/AAAAAAAAeGw/mhjX94UeSbA/s72-c/L1000585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7131913427616161681</id><published>2010-02-13T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T01:43:40.356-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oahu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waikiki Beach'/><title type='text'>Day 1 in Oahu: Just Getting Settled In</title><content type='html'>City View of Waikiki from the Aston Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gN8DIBg28rOGNB-RLLA6Cw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EXjOJHkQI/AAAAAAAAeBg/Qq8huz_w5a8/s400/L1000520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond Head view from our hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/X8THaHEQFoUyceAmtb2y-Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EXqz2U5PI/AAAAAAAAeCI/xYtZG2WkNpM/s400/L1000527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistakenly driving through foggy H3, which was 10 miles to the next exit before we could make an U turn. Luckily the view was spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gwnuWuyfnDCOZGLJeG3k8g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3F77v1ylmI/AAAAAAAAepA/HalWrzQ3xBM/s400/IMG_2591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first restaurant stop at Side Street Inn after we pick up Amy and Patrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5XYyferaOu-BAo5T9ZaQsw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EXrn2S7ZI/AAAAAAAAeCU/gxEZwUhhV3U/s400/L1000529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night scene of the Waikiki Beach ocean water front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rujmLBf2A054LICjr6X2iw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EX1L7YnJI/AAAAAAAAeDY/iuW7QoZZy-4/s400/L1000541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying a few Pina Coladas and live cover band at the Hyatt Regency Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DTaHN4o-7Y8XlvuKRFJ8kw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EYIuP8LII/AAAAAAAAeFo/LGeltGUrPVA/s400/L1000574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OahuTrip?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Oahu Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7131913427616161681?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7131913427616161681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7131913427616161681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7131913427616161681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7131913427616161681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-1-in-oahu-just-getting-settled-in.html' title='Day 1 in Oahu: Just Getting Settled In'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S3EXjOJHkQI/AAAAAAAAeBg/Qq8huz_w5a8/s72-c/L1000520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-108811599307699974</id><published>2010-01-30T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:20:37.514-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragon Age'/><title type='text'>Testing With Dragon Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S2PrV6R6WjI/AAAAAAAAd98/iQ0lk0aVBGg/s1600-h/bm-image-710975.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S2PrV6R6WjI/AAAAAAAAd98/iQ0lk0aVBGg/s400/bm-image-710975.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432444337193114162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm testing this phone blogging out. Here is an image of "Dragon Age" being played on a PS3. Apparently, the characters can get girls in bed with them if they say the right things. No wonder it's a fantasy game. Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-108811599307699974?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/108811599307699974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=108811599307699974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/108811599307699974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/108811599307699974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/testing-with-dragon-age.html' title='Testing With Dragon Age'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S2PrV6R6WjI/AAAAAAAAd98/iQ0lk0aVBGg/s72-c/bm-image-710975.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3345122166460887909</id><published>2010-01-28T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:56:13.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google Adwords'/><title type='text'>Day Off For a Seminar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S2J1Z67am7I/AAAAAAAAd9c/0HMjhwVEjjo/s1600-h/IMG_2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S2J1Z67am7I/AAAAAAAAd9c/0HMjhwVEjjo/s320/IMG_2299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432033188737883058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took a day off work to attend the Google Adwords 201 seminar, and it was well worth it. Although I probably already knew 70% of the things they discussed, it brought focus to what strategies I need to implement. More importantly, by being in a crowd that was striving for similar goals, it helps to inspire me and give me a little push and shove. Breakfast and lunch weren't have bad either, but I think I ate like a pig and had tummy ache afterwards. That's what I get for being greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is another inspiring video for great ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8766811&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8766811&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/8766811"&gt;Rethink Scholarship at Langara 2010 Call for Entries&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user2977800"&gt;Rory O'Sullivan and Simon Bruyn&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3345122166460887909?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3345122166460887909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3345122166460887909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3345122166460887909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3345122166460887909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-off-for-seminar.html' title='Day Off For a Seminar'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S2J1Z67am7I/AAAAAAAAd9c/0HMjhwVEjjo/s72-c/IMG_2299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-2503934583191906968</id><published>2010-01-26T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:43:16.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean bbq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karaoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go-kart racing'/><title type='text'>Can You Say - Go Go Go-Kart!</title><content type='html'>Using the new Leica D-Lux 4 camera, which I happen to love and want for myself now, here are some fun shots from Gary's birthday go kart racing, korean bbq dinner, and karaoke. After flying in the air with the go kart a four big bruises later, I'm ready to go back and redo this race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yHkNWa1jqa9xMqj8vZI1Qw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1_kG6MjPiI/AAAAAAAAdWY/e4Nh-BaPLQ0/s400/L1000157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GaryS38thBirthday?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Gary's 38th Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5uWWNtOb-4oFbnjBTpV91A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1_lQ8h5oOI/AAAAAAAAdiA/w7-__XLXtq4/s400/L1000405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GaryS38thBirthday?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Gary's 38th Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AHDr-a4NqS8dOmrh7Vs_Bw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1_lxnIfJ9I/AAAAAAAAdng/lcEmRH2i7bY/s400/L1000456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GaryS38thBirthday?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Gary's 38th Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Iaz1s3eq6Ak7R0OlXwsLDQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1_mIBrcw6I/AAAAAAAAdqg/OD9QzqOEJMc/s400/L1000481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GaryS38thBirthday?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Gary's 38th Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-2503934583191906968?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2503934583191906968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=2503934583191906968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2503934583191906968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2503934583191906968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-you-say-go-go-go-kart.html' title='Can You Say - Go Go Go-Kart!'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1_kG6MjPiI/AAAAAAAAdWY/e4Nh-BaPLQ0/s72-c/L1000157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6994957822948671336</id><published>2010-01-23T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T12:49:10.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain or Shine</title><content type='html'>In the past week, weather has been up and down, but finally it's raining cats and dogs in sunny Southern California. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1tgxCtdrcI/AAAAAAAAdHw/vGVHPp4vx9Q/s1600-h/2010.011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1tgxCtdrcI/AAAAAAAAdHw/vGVHPp4vx9Q/s400/2010.011.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6994957822948671336?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6994957822948671336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6994957822948671336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6994957822948671336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6994957822948671336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/rain-or-shine.html' title='Rain or Shine'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1tgxCtdrcI/AAAAAAAAdHw/vGVHPp4vx9Q/s72-c/2010.011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1892501773657454763</id><published>2010-01-16T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:24:36.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CES'/><title type='text'>CES 2010, Yes You Are 3D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; "&gt;First time at CES, and it definitely screamed "3-D". Of course,there were thousands new gadgets and toys for the techies, but more importantly, it simply looked pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/VegasCES2010#"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1IOd9tSMsI/AAAAAAAAdD0/DKJ04xfyhIU/s400/2010.01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1892501773657454763?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1892501773657454763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1892501773657454763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1892501773657454763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1892501773657454763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/ces-2010-yes-you-are-3d.html' title='CES 2010, Yes You Are 3D'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S1IOd9tSMsI/AAAAAAAAdD0/DKJ04xfyhIU/s72-c/2010.01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8420625339203221250</id><published>2010-01-13T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:32:12.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nyokki'/><title type='text'>He's Not Bald!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S07FNMazydI/AAAAAAAAcsQ/4IzDgQg6wZc/s1600-h/IMG_2080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S07FNMazydI/AAAAAAAAcsQ/4IzDgQg6wZc/s200/IMG_2080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426491431490669010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's not bald....he's just a one-strand type of dude. Alright fine, my attempt on growing hair on my Nyokki has failed apparently. This photo was taken two weeks ago. Today, not even this only standing strand is alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should rethink that plant babysitting job I was about to take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8420625339203221250?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8420625339203221250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8420625339203221250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8420625339203221250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8420625339203221250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/hes-not-bald.html' title='He&apos;s Not Bald!'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S07FNMazydI/AAAAAAAAcsQ/4IzDgQg6wZc/s72-c/IMG_2080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1765000419034290353</id><published>2010-01-04T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:57:27.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years resolution'/><title type='text'>2010, What to Expect</title><content type='html'>2010 resolutions:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;run 5-10 miles a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat more veggies, less red meat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read, read, read...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beat Gary in Frogger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be a better photographer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;move out (soon)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to swim better than an elephant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit a new country&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make hojicha tea ice cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;improve this blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S0LRXO81wPI/AAAAAAAAcno/5CxZxzId1KU/s1600-h/happy2010.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S0LRXO81wPI/AAAAAAAAcno/5CxZxzId1KU/s400/happy2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423127098387972338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1765000419034290353?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1765000419034290353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1765000419034290353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1765000419034290353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1765000419034290353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-what-to-expect.html' title='2010, What to Expect'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/S0LRXO81wPI/AAAAAAAAcno/5CxZxzId1KU/s72-c/happy2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8852987558922230859</id><published>2010-01-02T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:01:24.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>This Christmas, To Save Me  From Tears...</title><content type='html'>Christmas Day with the Suyemoto's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/idVxqbt_ukiNk0eTKEqpXQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Szw4G3QluKI/AAAAAAAAcT0/L0mTFZ4QQqk/s400/2009.12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/SuyemotoChristmasGathering?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Suyemoto Christmas Gathering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve at Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Sz-_1KMCCnI/AAAAAAAAciQ/EZD3jb9-N0A/s1600-h/Disneyland+Christmas+Eve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Sz-_1KMCCnI/AAAAAAAAciQ/EZD3jb9-N0A/s400/Disneyland+Christmas+Eve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8852987558922230859?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8852987558922230859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8852987558922230859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8852987558922230859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8852987558922230859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-christmas-to-save-me-from-tears.html' title='This Christmas, To Save Me  From Tears...'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Szw4G3QluKI/AAAAAAAAcT0/L0mTFZ4QQqk/s72-c/2009.12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-102858438164994866</id><published>2009-12-30T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:59:05.835-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family portrait'/><title type='text'>Family Portrait Time</title><content type='html'>Christmas day, we decide to celebrate by taking our family portraits. It's obvious that looking silly was of any concern. You can just imagine what the photographer was thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Vc7QEdxt1q6tWjw7zJJVug?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzsS_izfHwI/AAAAAAAAcE4/C8l7QUz4eds/s400/IMG_2474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/HuangFamilyPhotos?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Huang Family Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TA9coPr9RXrlYwks8Q0_UA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzsS5sZfZfI/AAAAAAAAcEc/v71K-xSXgN8/s400/IMG_2413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/HuangFamilyPhotos?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Huang Family Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-102858438164994866?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/102858438164994866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=102858438164994866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/102858438164994866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/102858438164994866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-portrait-time.html' title='Family Portrait Time'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzsS_izfHwI/AAAAAAAAcE4/C8l7QUz4eds/s72-c/IMG_2474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7257277919277882222</id><published>2009-12-22T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:40:37.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nyokki'/><title type='text'>My Nyokki</title><content type='html'>Day 1 of my new hair growing Nyokki that I just got as a gift last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzGddrUn1II/AAAAAAAAbvI/U-hwLUbAAEI/s1600-h/IMG_2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzGddrUn1II/AAAAAAAAbvI/U-hwLUbAAEI/s200/IMG_2031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418284959874405506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be showing the progression of hair growth in the following weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzGddL6uQjI/AAAAAAAAbvA/EuV5JmTGs4U/s1600-h/IMG_2030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzGddL6uQjI/AAAAAAAAbvA/EuV5JmTGs4U/s200/IMG_2030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418284951444275762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drove through usual holiday traffic on the 60 Fwy, I saw a beautiful sunset along the palm trees through my side door mirror of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzGdeCXcmeI/AAAAAAAAbvQ/NnA3W27YJSQ/s1600-h/IMG_2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzGdeCXcmeI/AAAAAAAAbvQ/NnA3W27YJSQ/s200/IMG_2037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418284966060268002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7257277919277882222?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7257277919277882222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7257277919277882222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7257277919277882222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7257277919277882222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-nyokki.html' title='My Nyokki'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzGddrUn1II/AAAAAAAAbvI/U-hwLUbAAEI/s72-c/IMG_2031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8498792048193903584</id><published>2009-12-21T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:26:00.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rat artwork'/><title type='text'>Thomas' Rat Artwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thomas' Artwork. His work surrounds his vast understanding of "rats". While I was at work today, the 6 year old based his theme on rat mazes, rat homes, rat pools, and 3 blind rats. Enjoy as I enjoy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rat Park in House&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzAQcUP68kI/AAAAAAAAbh0/8dzYw6sdPEQ/s1600-h/the-park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzAQcUP68kI/AAAAAAAAbh0/8dzYw6sdPEQ/s200/the-park.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417848430384575042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzAQcUP68kI/AAAAAAAAbh0/8dzYw6sdPEQ/s1600-h/the-park.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rat Gets to School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzAQcIqCk9I/AAAAAAAAbhs/LAdtNcUYfp0/s200/the-maze.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 143px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417848427272901586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rat Pool&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzAQb7IYe9I/AAAAAAAAbhk/cF5EqKY_-ss/s1600-h/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzAQb7IYe9I/AAAAAAAAbhk/cF5EqKY_-ss/s200/pool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417848423642069970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3 Blind Rats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzAQbiQkJrI/AAAAAAAAbhc/yv_i9jlFu2g/s200/3-blind-rats.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417848416965502642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzAQb7IYe9I/AAAAAAAAbhk/cF5EqKY_-ss/s1600-h/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8498792048193903584?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8498792048193903584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8498792048193903584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8498792048193903584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8498792048193903584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/12/thomas-rat-artwork.html' title='Thomas&apos; Rat Artwork'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SzAQcUP68kI/AAAAAAAAbh0/8dzYw6sdPEQ/s72-c/the-park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6273517500247780743</id><published>2009-10-15T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:52:44.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Beach Marathon'/><title type='text'>My 4 Hours and 54 Minutes</title><content type='html'>Hopefully this will be the last post regarding the marathon for a while, now that it's finally done and over with. 26.2 miles of running in the city of Long Beach in 4:54 time. I felt great  at first when we begin at 7:15am and averaged about a 10 minute mile up to mile 18. It went down hill from there as we had to stop, walk, and jog every half mile, due to pain in my knees and thigh, and the exhausted legs of Gary. I was depressed at first when I knew the 4:30 pace runners ran past us, and even more devastated when the older 60 year olds were running past us at mile 23. I thought it was over. All that training, all that time, and we would finish at a horrible time. Luckily, things weren't as bad as I thought, and we ended up jogging the last mile or so to the finish line, and realized the time finished was not as bad as I had originally thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few memorable things during the grueling run:&lt;br /&gt;1) Passed by nice scenery, with the Queen Mary in view&lt;br /&gt;2) A female spectator yelling "You're almost there!" at the 5 mile mark...and another lady running saying "What is she talking about?"&lt;br /&gt;3) Male spectator yelling "Only 20 miles left!" at the 6 mile mark. That is just wrong!&lt;br /&gt;4) Male running singing "Eye of the Tiger" out of tune to the top of his lungs, and another running basically telling him to shut up in an amusing way.&lt;br /&gt;5) Volunteers passing out watermelon, gummy bears, donut holes, beer, and motrin. None of which I took.&lt;br /&gt;6) Smelly porta-potties&lt;br /&gt;5) PAIN, PAIN, and did I mention PAIN in the knees and thigh&lt;br /&gt;6) Gas...no explanation necessary...&lt;br /&gt;7) Seeing the lead runners coming around at 21 miles when we were only at 13. Those guys/gals are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;8) And my favorite part....THE FINISH LINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that I finally did it and that this 18 month training is over. Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5392571504047713633%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6273517500247780743?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6273517500247780743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6273517500247780743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6273517500247780743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6273517500247780743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-4-hours-and-54-minutes.html' title='My 4 Hours and 54 Minutes'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5046308214656307525</id><published>2009-10-09T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:34:56.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Guy in Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/StgT74q6qhI/AAAAAAAAZH0/fuBfe0TYnt0/s1600-h/IMG_4655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/StgT74q6qhI/AAAAAAAAZH0/fuBfe0TYnt0/s320/IMG_4655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393082473321769490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/StgT7pVRDcI/AAAAAAAAZHs/y37AqD9FOak/s1600-h/IMG_4615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/StgT7pVRDcI/AAAAAAAAZHs/y37AqD9FOak/s320/IMG_4615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393082469204430274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the world...Christian Chen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proud God Mother (although I haven't d one my duty yet)....this is an excerpt from mother Lina:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"The contraction got stronger and stronger, but they told me to wait until 1 min contraction and 4 min break in between. I did. That was 2 AM. Got to the hospital at 2:30 AM. Got a hospital room at 2:45 AM. Baby came out at 3:14 AM. He came out so fast that they couldn't give me epidural which I delivered the baby without any drugs. That was hardcore. I felt every pain. It was a good thing that he was only 6 lbs 7 oz."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5046308214656307525?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5046308214656307525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5046308214656307525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5046308214656307525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5046308214656307525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-guy-in-town.html' title='A New Guy in Town'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/StgT74q6qhI/AAAAAAAAZH0/fuBfe0TYnt0/s72-c/IMG_4655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3795018436011385641</id><published>2009-10-05T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:14:14.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Days Left</title><content type='html'>Only 6 more days until the race, and I'm getting antsy. A week ago, while attempting a 12 mile training run, I had to stop at 8 miles. My right knee was in pain and I had a hard time continuing with it. It felt like my leg and thigh were not aligned. Luckily, I was able to walk it off a little and just suck it up by jogging the rest of the 4 miles. I admit I was worried that this might mean something like not being able to run the Long Beach marathon. After checking it out with my doctor, who thought it was just my ligament being too heated, I was able to purchase prescribed flex pads, which should numb some of the pain as I run. Those things are darn expensive, so they better work!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onto another subject. Today, I found out that Gary had bumped into an elder Japanese man who lives down the hall from Gary. He mentioned sadly that his wife, Hideko, just passed away a week ago. She was the same older lady who seemed out of touch of reality and that we had tried helping out one day as she was worried her husband wasn't coming home. She had some type of sickness that may have made her delusions worst. Her life was an interesting one. She had been married twice and unable to see her children for several years. One thing I do know is that she was grateful to have such a kind husband who took care of her, even in that stage of life. May she rest in peace. Life can certainly be fragile. It just shows how important it is to stay healthy and happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3795018436011385641?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3795018436011385641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3795018436011385641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3795018436011385641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3795018436011385641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/10/6-days-left.html' title='6 Days Left'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8062828017158630108</id><published>2009-09-23T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:11:03.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Cruel Miles</title><content type='html'>The toughest week of training is finally over. Running the cruel 20 miles on Sunday night was harsh, but I'm so glad that part is done with. We clocked 3 hrs and 12 mins, with an average pace of close to 9:36 per mile. My feet hurt, and my legs are tired, but I can eat away without feeling as guilty. Okay, maybe not a good idea to do that 3 weeks before the marathon. I just can't wait until we face the final challenge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8062828017158630108?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8062828017158630108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8062828017158630108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8062828017158630108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8062828017158630108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/20-cruel-miles.html' title='20 Cruel Miles'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5392048268909842543</id><published>2009-09-10T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:45:20.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catalina'/><title type='text'>Two Shades Darker in Catalina</title><content type='html'>It was nice to get away from Los Angeles for a bit, even for only two days. After a long dreadful 18 mile run along the coast on Saturday, who knew we would still have it in us to carry sleeping bags, a tent, clothing, and a bike to go camping, kayaking, and jet skiing all in one shot. I just got 2 shades darker from fun in the sun on Catalina Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5380093262438638017%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="267" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5392048268909842543?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5392048268909842543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5392048268909842543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5392048268909842543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5392048268909842543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-shades-darker-in-catalina.html' title='Two Shades Darker in Catalina'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6715362228954251092</id><published>2009-09-01T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:38:19.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angeles National Forest fire'/><title type='text'>Smokey Sky</title><content type='html'>Air quality has not been the best around Angeles National Forest last week. The fire has killed two firefighters. It's just sad that humans cause nearly 95% of the fires in California. I saw this bundle of smoke in the air as I was driving through downtown Los Angeles after picking up some merchandise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SqnvdPNsMmI/AAAAAAAAYwI/9KY1sMd0V8Q/s1600-h/IMG_1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SqnvdPNsMmI/AAAAAAAAYwI/9KY1sMd0V8Q/s320/IMG_1546.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SqnvdvmukvI/AAAAAAAAYwQ/tahmohUSjzE/s1600-h/IMG_1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SqnvdvmukvI/AAAAAAAAYwQ/tahmohUSjzE/s320/IMG_1549.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6715362228954251092?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6715362228954251092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6715362228954251092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6715362228954251092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6715362228954251092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/smokey-sky.html' title='Smokey Sky'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SqnvdPNsMmI/AAAAAAAAYwI/9KY1sMd0V8Q/s72-c/IMG_1546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1213253288612865937</id><published>2009-08-28T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:55:25.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batting Cage'/><title type='text'>Batting Cage Pains</title><content type='html'>After attempting to hit several rounds of 50 mph baseballs, I think I did some damage to my hands and feet. It caused me dear pain on my next 12 mile run. How unfortunate. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Sqnz6pWQxSI/AAAAAAAAYzI/eQSdCXKA-Sg/s1600-h/2009.08BattingCage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Sqnz6pWQxSI/AAAAAAAAYzI/eQSdCXKA-Sg/s400/2009.08BattingCage.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; clear: both; float: right;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1213253288612865937?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1213253288612865937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1213253288612865937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1213253288612865937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1213253288612865937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/batting-cage-pains.html' title='Batting Cage Pains'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Sqnz6pWQxSI/AAAAAAAAYzI/eQSdCXKA-Sg/s72-c/2009.08BattingCage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-983614957176911859</id><published>2009-08-28T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T02:00:21.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucky Lotus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memmy&apos;s Eggs'/><title type='text'>Oldies, I'll Share Them Anyways</title><content type='html'>By accident, I came across 2 short films on You Tube that I was involved in. They are older, but thought I'd share them anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memmy's Egg - short film by Timmy Ngo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="220"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFlkezfZx4E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFlkezfZx4E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="220"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Lotus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d4La46SH0AY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d4La46SH0AY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-983614957176911859?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/983614957176911859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=983614957176911859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/983614957176911859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/983614957176911859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/oldies-ill-share-them-anyways.html' title='Oldies, I&apos;ll Share Them Anyways'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5171599842344907297</id><published>2009-08-18T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:23:25.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still No Runner's High</title><content type='html'>From Manhattan Beach to Palos Verdes and back. Those 15 miles of running seemed like a dreadful 2 hr 15 mins of my of life. And yet, still no runner's high? I must be doing something wrong. Sore legs and fatigue is pretty much all I feel so far. Time to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5171599842344907297?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5171599842344907297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5171599842344907297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5171599842344907297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5171599842344907297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-no-runners-high.html' title='Still No Runner&apos;s High'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8105549978104911666</id><published>2009-08-13T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:17:44.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arcadia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave and Busters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Arboretum'/><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun in Arcadia</title><content type='html'>Summer in Los Angeles isn't so bad afterall. Sure it gets a little warm and smoggy, but I don't really mind some fun in the sun on occasion. This past Sunday, we were able to enjoy a few juicy crab dumplings at Ding Tai Fung, a nice stroll along The Arboretum, and ended the night with beer and games at Dave &amp;amp; Busters. Those are probably the best locales of Arcadia, CA in case you are wondering.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click for Arboretum Album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/TheArboretum#"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SoPSllZmpBI/AAAAAAAAYYw/nVajPcbBEkw/s400/2009.08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/TheArboretum?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;The Arboretum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amanda's Photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2F26375336%40N07%2Fsets%2F72157622016784802%2Fshow%2F&amp;amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2F26375336%40N07%2Fsets%2F72157622016784802%2F&amp;amp;set_id=72157622016784802&amp;amp;jump_to="&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2F26375336%40N07%2Fsets%2F72157622016784802%2Fshow%2F&amp;amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2F26375336%40N07%2Fsets%2F72157622016784802%2F&amp;amp;set_id=72157622016784802&amp;amp;jump_to=" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8105549978104911666?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8105549978104911666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8105549978104911666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8105549978104911666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8105549978104911666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-in-sun-in-arcadia.html' title='Fun in the Sun in Arcadia'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SoPSllZmpBI/AAAAAAAAYYw/nVajPcbBEkw/s72-c/2009.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3660298442040291466</id><published>2009-08-03T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:48:21.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malibu Creek State Park'/><title type='text'>Our Good Ideas</title><content type='html'>Week 8 - Our 12 mile run last weekend seemed to have gone well. We had a very late start since I forgot my iPod and we had to stop by the office to look up an approximate running distance. We started from around Playa Del Rey, ran to Hermosa Beach, and back. After 8pm, we finally started on our way down, and it actually felt okay, even though it seemed long and never ending. By about 10:05pm we approached the area where we "thought" we parked the car, but of course could not find it. We walked back and forth several times, thinking perhaps we missed it. With no cell phone or money, we really didn't have much choice but to seek help from strangers. Luckily a very helpful beach employee was getting off work and offered not only her cell phone but a ride to the gas station. After calling and startling all the family members and friends we know, we had Gary's cousin, Pat, come pick us up and take one last look again, only to find the car 2 and a half ours later. We are idiots! We drove home laughing at ourselves because we were embarrassed and happy that the car was not stolen at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 9 - 13 mile run. I thought it might be a good idea to change the pace and scenery a bit, and found a 13 mile hiking trail at Malibu Creek State Park. This time we got started around 6:30pm thinking we still had a good 2 hours of day light. Little did we think about the 4-5 minute of going straight up hill, and not really sure of the trail we were suppose to be on, then having to tress pass a very eerie abandoned blocked off shelter. We ended up rushing to get back before there was no more daylight left, and got extremely lost and off trail. Finally close to 9pm, and luckily with a full moon, we were happy to see the car still in the same spot. We ended up only going 11 miles, but our workout was definitely more than expected. Another adventure completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just so full of good ideas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3660298442040291466?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3660298442040291466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3660298442040291466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3660298442040291466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3660298442040291466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-good-ideas.html' title='Our Good Ideas'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8451209989351200012</id><published>2009-07-20T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:53:55.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancho Palos Verdes Shipwreck Trail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OC Mud Run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apollo 11 40th Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apollo 11'/><title type='text'>That's One Small Step For one, One Giant Help for Another</title><content type='html'>Happy 40th anniversary of the first moon landing for human kind - Apollo 11! Thanks to modern technology, the &lt;a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2009/07/090720-Apollo-11-moon-landing-video.html"&gt;Apollo 11 Video&lt;/a&gt; has been restored. It just shows that every discover and every step made can lead to bigger and greater things.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend was full of adventure. Outside of the 10K &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/OCMudRunPostEvent#"&gt;OC Mud Run&lt;/a&gt; that I endured, there were many suprises along the way. On they way out the door, we were stopped by an 69 year old Japanese lady wearing nothing but her long sleeping garments mumbling words we could not understand. She was calling for her husband, who was obviously not around. She seemed extremely distraught so we went to her doorway to find out what was wrong, and she asked for our help. Her husband was suppose to be off work in the early morning and should have been home already, but she was frantic because she could not locate him. On top of that she kept repeating those words and let us know she was sick some how.  We entered her apartment, turned on the A/C for her as it was over 90 degrees that day, and sat down with her to find out what she really needed. During this time, we found out her age, that she re-married, that she is the youngest in her family of 5 sisters, that she had 2 children that live in New Mexico, that she is retired but worked for a dentist that fixed Arnold Palmer's teeth, that she's orginally from Okinawa, and that her husband was a honests man. We ended up locating her husband at his work, as we found out he was a chef at a golf resort. I'm not sure staying there to help this disoriented old woman until her husband showed up really did much help, but at least she felt safe at that time. There were two things I took from this situation: 1) I'm proud to know someone who would spend their time to help another, even though it wasn't necessary, 2) Being that woman's husband must not be easy, but he still deals with the situaton with patience. One day when I am old and fragile, I would hate to be alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as we finally left to Palos Verdes as originally planned, we had decided to do some hiking while in the area. Along the Shipwreck trail, we discovered 3 dead stinking seals, millions of crawling bugs, a few gigantic bumble bees, and millions of flying insects. I'm still glad we went, as the view was amazing, but I'm not sure passing by these living and dead creatures made it very pleasant. I don't think I'd go back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5360654844340883073%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8451209989351200012?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8451209989351200012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8451209989351200012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8451209989351200012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8451209989351200012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-one-small-step-for-one-one-giant.html' title='That&apos;s One Small Step For one, One Giant Help for Another'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6365210321928530439</id><published>2009-07-17T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:37:17.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Beach Aquarium'/><title type='text'>Wordless Day</title><content type='html'>I'm speechless, or rather, wordless today. My thoughts are preoccupied by the run that I completed tonight, the OC Mud Run this Saturday, the 100+ miles I drove throughout the entire LA county today (twice), the non-functioning parts of the &lt;a href="http://www.pinkprincess.com"&gt;Pink Princess&lt;/a&gt; I encountered today, and the yummy A&amp;J Chinese food that I just had for dinner. The truth is, I haven't given myself the chance to really sit down and let me writing bug kick in. Perhaps another night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, here are photos from a lovely wedding at the Long Beach Aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5358145291797285313%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="288" height="192"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6365210321928530439?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6365210321928530439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6365210321928530439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6365210321928530439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6365210321928530439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordless-day.html' title='Wordless Day'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3873036154123726987</id><published>2009-07-09T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:19:37.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crossing Over'/><title type='text'>Few Simple Updates</title><content type='html'>It's getting late, and I'm feeling very groggy so I'll make this entry short and simple with a few updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Co-hosted the biggest party at my parent's home and it actually went smoothly. No crazy people, nobody had problems getting through the gate, no puking (that I know of), no one seriously hurt, not the hottest day of the year, no toy train falling into the punch, no fights, and no lamps broken. I think that will probably be the last big one I ever hold there again. I'm getting older and these things are just too much work for my lazy *ss to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Finished a 9 mile run on Monday. I am happy about it, but still tired today. This whole marathon training thing is such a strange idea to me. I'm not really stressing nor even thinking much about it, but it does take up a good amount of time each week. So far, training is very do-able. Not fun, but definitely do-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm taking a 2 month break from acting class. I think that might be a very good idea since I'm a little worn out and I might want to take a few trips during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Watched "Crossing Over", a film on illegal immigration starring Harrison Ford amongst others. I was surprised to see an old UCLA friend appear in speaking role as an Asian gangster. Makes me feel like I need to get into gear already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: Stress has taken over me because as usual, we battle against time. We certainly don't have enough of it to accomplish what we want. I'm hoping to get much more work done the next month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3873036154123726987?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3873036154123726987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3873036154123726987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3873036154123726987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3873036154123726987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/few-simple-updates.html' title='Few Simple Updates'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1340116888794315639</id><published>2009-06-24T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:50:46.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Treatment'/><title type='text'>In Treatment</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching the first 5 episodes of the "In Treatment" Season 1.  I almost wanted to stop watching it after the first episode, but then continued on the next, only to find myself getting addicted to continue. The series is profound in its writing and content. I just have such a hard to time believing there really are viewers out there today who are willing to watch a HBO series that literally has whole episodes of just sessions of psycho therapy, making it pretty much a dialogue drama.  It's really exciting to see something so different. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn-7.nflximg.com/us/boxshots/large/70087097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 150px;" src="http://cdn-7.nflximg.com/us/boxshots/large/70087097.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyhow, I didn't start this blog entry to review the show. I was in a bad mood when I first started watching it. There's been thoughts about loneliness again and I'm feeling afraid that it's the way I'm built, despite the circumstances. And again, it's not about have a ton of people who care about you and love you, etc. It's mostly the fact that I often don't have an output. No one on the receiving end. I do, but perhaps I'm not using them as the resource to do so because I don't know how to. And then it always comes back to why focus on myself. My energy should be out there and not inside all the time. I mean I have the ability to be happy, as everyone does, but why do I always trap myself for no reason at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, the answer will come tomorrow, after a good night sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1340116888794315639?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1340116888794315639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1340116888794315639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1340116888794315639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1340116888794315639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-treatment.html' title='In Treatment'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-71556276710079849</id><published>2009-06-23T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:30:02.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishments this weekend'/><title type='text'>List of Nothings, But Maybe Some Things</title><content type='html'>I thought I did nothing this past weekend, but then find out there's much to feel good about. Here's a list of accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completed a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 mile run&lt;/span&gt; in approximately 58 minutes. This is most likely the longest I've ran without stopping, especially at this pace. It was painfully boring and no, I don't think I enjoyed it all that much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attended a small &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guatemalan wedding&lt;/span&gt; where I was the ONLY non Latino person there. I really need to brush up on my Spanish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooked a whole pot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese chicken soup&lt;/span&gt;, which included delicious chicken leg meat, carrots, ginger, celery, onion, Shitake mushroom, chicken broth, sesame oil, Taiwan rice wine, and chicken bone. The purpose of the soup was to help cure a sore throat, and it did not seem to work too well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finalized the supposedly funny scene from the play "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moose Mating&lt;/span&gt;" in acting class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father's Day lunch&lt;/span&gt; - with the dad, mom, Jenny, and Gary. It went "OK" which is more than I can ask for. The one thing that made me most happy this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&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/6498162840381991035-71556276710079849?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/71556276710079849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=71556276710079849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/71556276710079849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/71556276710079849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/list-of-nothings-but-maybe-some-things.html' title='List of Nothings, But Maybe Some Things'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1759517015635544516</id><published>2009-06-18T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:55:06.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Topanga Canyon State Park'/><title type='text'>No Injuries, No Complaints, No Runner's High.</title><content type='html'>I've been feel pretty good about my body lately. It's week 2 of the marathon training, and so far so good. No injuries, no complaints, no runner's high. Nothing spectacular yet. The one thing I did get was being locked inside Diamond Bar High School, and having no way to get out, so I ended up having to climb the fence like a ghetto burglar. What an embarrassment! Oh well, that's what I get for staying so late on the tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get to go hiking this past Saturday at Topanga Canyon State Park and ended up on the wrong path for a total 9 mile hike. We went so far south, that we could see the ocean side of Pacific Palisades. The next time, we're going to hike all the way down from Encino to PCH. That will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5348189056042660193%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1759517015635544516?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1759517015635544516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1759517015635544516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1759517015635544516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1759517015635544516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-injuries-no-complaints-no-runners.html' title='No Injuries, No Complaints, No Runner&apos;s High.'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8579543769145379207</id><published>2009-06-11T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:04:28.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Beach Marathon'/><title type='text'>The Beginning of a Long Ways to Go</title><content type='html'>This is week 1 of my marathon training. It's only a basic 3 miles for 3 days and then one 6 mile run on Saturday. I'm mostly concerned about my running form for now. I'm trying to stick with running efficiently and preventing injury by running on the ball of the feet and ending at mid-foot. I'm also keeping my back straight, slightly leaning forward and then keeping my arms going back and forth rather than to the side. It's running, but it's harder than you think when you've been running with bad form all your life. Let's hope I can keep this up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date of the Long Beach Marathon: October 11, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the schedule I'm going to be following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=rekna2J5b1NvVMRyqdFFiiw&amp;amp;single=true&amp;amp;gid=0&amp;amp;output=html&amp;amp;widget=true" width="500" frameborder="0" height="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8579543769145379207?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8579543769145379207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8579543769145379207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8579543769145379207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8579543769145379207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/beginning-of-long-ways-to-go.html' title='The Beginning of a Long Ways to Go'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-4261273321992346585</id><published>2009-06-10T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:36:32.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monterey'/><title type='text'>Traveling, I Need You</title><content type='html'>The ultimate luxury in life is to travel. I don't mean travel for work and going to conventions. I mean traveling to understand a new culture of the new city, state, or country that you visit. Even if it is only a few miles away from your home, you can learn something new and see the world through different eyes. I realize it's something I don't do enough of and find all the excuses in the world to not do so. Below are photos from a weekend road trip up the California coast to the Monterey Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;noautoplay=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5341174942375509041%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-4261273321992346585?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4261273321992346585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=4261273321992346585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4261273321992346585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4261273321992346585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/traveling-i-need-you.html' title='Traveling, I Need You'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5322459173330244636</id><published>2009-06-01T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:14:51.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilettante'/><title type='text'>Am I A Dilettante?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dil⋅et⋅tante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1.  a person who takes up an art, activity, or subject merely for amusement, esp. in a desultory or superficial way; dabbler.&lt;br /&gt;2.  a lover of an art or science, esp. of a fine art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it refers to a person who likes to learn a little of everything but never becomes good at any one thing. I think I'm that person!!! OUCH! I mean from directing, to acting, to hip hop, to Pilates, to tennis, to swimming, to running, to photography, to trying racquetball, and now even considering Kendo. I think all this is leading me to a lot of no-where's. Okay so maybe I won't say as much for acting and running as I think I've been keeping up and trying to invest my time in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I still want to enjoy doing most of these activities, I really need to focus my energy on getting better at a few. That's my next goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Sf_jOk5-p1I/AAAAAAAAQEQ/jayNx7p_320/s400/IMG_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Sf_jOk5-p1I/AAAAAAAAQEQ/jayNx7p_320/s400/IMG_0677.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5322459173330244636?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5322459173330244636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5322459173330244636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5322459173330244636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5322459173330244636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-i-dilettante.html' title='Am I A Dilettante?'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/Sf_jOk5-p1I/AAAAAAAAQEQ/jayNx7p_320/s72-c/IMG_0677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-4962980509515189609</id><published>2009-05-19T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:08:43.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How She Defines Herself</title><content type='html'>I read a blog today that I was trying to post http://www.pinkprincess.com links to and so the "About Me" section of this 25 year old women from Washington which said: "I met my love in february 2008, got engaged June 2008 and then married October 2008 so life has changed drastically."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was her "About Me" section! That is how she defines her life as she sees it. Nothing wrong with that at all. She obviously found something that was good for life in a very short amount of time, and it created a rolling ball in her life. Her blog entry was about her little daughter wearing a &lt;a href="http://www.pinkprincess.com/"&gt;flower girl dresses&lt;/a&gt;, so things definitely are working out so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I could have enough courage to say any particular event in my life will shape things forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-4962980509515189609?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4962980509515189609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=4962980509515189609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4962980509515189609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4962980509515189609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-she-defines-herself.html' title='How She Defines Herself'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7023944975096780127</id><published>2009-05-19T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:53:53.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ayumi Hamasaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Be'/><title type='text'>To Be</title><content type='html'>Here's an old Japanese pop song that I've listened to before several times, but never paid much attention to. I finally heard it on Pandora Radio again, and decided to look up the translated lyrics. Here it is below. Although the English translation sounds choppy, I like the what it says. Unfortunately I do carry around the junk that's unimportant. The past does effect me and I think about it often. I just have concentrate of the present and what I can do for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;br /&gt;Composer: DAI&lt;br /&gt;Arranger: Naoto Suzuki, DAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone passes through. I don't keep them in mind either. It can't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;You've been carrying that junk as if it's important.&lt;br /&gt;People saw you from a distance and thought you were strange.&lt;br /&gt;Even so you laughed and said to me "this is treasure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm gaining something big, I wonder if there's something I've lost.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;This place I've regained, I bet it's slightly different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're there, I'm always laughing.&lt;br /&gt;If you're there, I'm always laughing. I'm crying. I'm living.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not there, there's nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it myself? Was it the people? Or was it&lt;br /&gt;only a clock? The thing that seemed like it would break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do the arms that continue to protect the junk hurt?&lt;br /&gt;What have they sacrificed?&lt;br /&gt;Even though you'll never be perfect, you shine in your imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path you found isn't wide.&lt;br /&gt;The path you found isn't wide, it isn't narrow, somehow&lt;br /&gt;you alone have made it better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you were there, I'm always laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Because you were there, I was always laughing. I was crying. I was living.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not there, there's nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Vu5M3xh7gc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Vu5M3xh7gc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7023944975096780127?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7023944975096780127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7023944975096780127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7023944975096780127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7023944975096780127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-be.html' title='To Be'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3446143146906743892</id><published>2009-05-14T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:49:22.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve Loved You So Long'/><title type='text'>I've Loved You So Long - Tell Me About It</title><content type='html'>I admit that sometimes I'm not always excited to receive my Netflix movie. Especially when it's been so long since I added them to my queue that I completely don't recognize the movie when it comes to my mail. "I've Loved You So Long" was one of them, and has been collecting dust for at least 2 months now. I finally went ahead and pushed myself to watch it last night, and OMG... What a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a brief Netflix summary of the movie:&lt;br /&gt;"After more than a decade apart, estranged sisters Juliette (Kristin Scott Thomas) and Lea (Elsa Zylberstein) try to rebuild their fractured relationship. But the task is hardly easy, considering Juliette's past. She's been in jail for 15 years -- for killing someone. As she settles into small-town life with Lea's family, the locals can't help but talk. Philippe Claudel's feature film debut garnered him a Golden Globe nomination for Best Foreign Language Film."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The directing and acting in this film was just phenomenal. From an acting stand point, the actors used very few words to say so much. Each glance, each gesture just showed so much history and relationship between them. Story was quite interesting as well, and the answers were slowly given to throughout the film so that you can discover that the characters were going through. Definitely worth your time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlMPS_qcRaM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlMPS_qcRaM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3446143146906743892?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3446143146906743892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3446143146906743892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3446143146906743892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3446143146906743892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-loved-you-so-long-tell-me-about-it.html' title='I&apos;ve Loved You So Long - Tell Me About It'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-4356908966638384183</id><published>2009-05-12T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:04:15.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house construction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hacienda Heights'/><title type='text'>Destruction to Construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgpRegbO4wI/AAAAAAAAQgk/uBhyCti-TWk/s1600-h/HHHouseContruction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgpRegbO4wI/AAAAAAAAQgk/uBhyCti-TWk/s400/HHHouseContruction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335166293115855618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the house that I grew up in is finally on it's going through destruction, and on it's way to construction. 85% of the interior will look completely different because the floors, walls, appliances are all stripped bare. There will be one new bedroom, two new bathrooms, and one new family room. I don't think it'll be recognizable anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I'm no longer attached to this house, and have no feeling about the reconfiguration and addition, other than sadness that it is costing so much to rebuild. Much of it has to do with the fact that I've been more than ready to grow out of that part of my life.  I'm ready to move forward.  At the end of the day, I hope it's going to worthwhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-4356908966638384183?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4356908966638384183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=4356908966638384183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4356908966638384183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4356908966638384183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/05/destruction-to-construction.html' title='Destruction to Construction'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgpRegbO4wI/AAAAAAAAQgk/uBhyCti-TWk/s72-c/HHHouseContruction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5301366219834374013</id><published>2009-05-11T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:56:20.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seafood tostada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shrimp tacos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rowand Heights'/><title type='text'>Los Angeles Still Amazes Me</title><content type='html'>Southern California still manages to amaze me from time to time. Although I've started getting use to seeing billboards in Chinese along the 60 freeway in Rowland Heights, I was still stunned to see a full on McDonalds ad in Chinese as if you lived in Taiwan/Hong Kong/China and not in the U.S.. By putting a sign up like this, it means you are neglecting the non-Chinese reading population that drives by the 60 freeway every morning, and instead targeting the few who do. Of course, this means the marketing staff from McDonalds must have thought the money spent on it is worthwhile. I sometimes forget that I actually live in A-m-e-r-i-c-a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgkNMWTkPiI/AAAAAAAAQek/t1_DBKxBgTY/s1600-h/IMG_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgkNMWTkPiI/AAAAAAAAQek/t1_DBKxBgTY/s320/IMG_0749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, because I work in East Los Angeles, what do I get to eat? The BEST Mexican food. Sure Mexican food is readily available everywhere, but East LA tends to have authentic and fresh lunch trucks that carry seafood tostada and shrimp tacos. I finally convinced myself that there are some perks for working in the ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgkNMjVIDmI/AAAAAAAAQes/kSerR5HSqkc/s1600-h/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgkNMjVIDmI/AAAAAAAAQes/kSerR5HSqkc/s320/IMG_0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgkNMhQMR6I/AAAAAAAAQe0/rVpAfK0bScY/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgkNMhQMR6I/AAAAAAAAQe0/rVpAfK0bScY/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5301366219834374013?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5301366219834374013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5301366219834374013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5301366219834374013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5301366219834374013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/05/los-angeles-still-amazes-me.html' title='Los Angeles Still Amazes Me'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SgkNMWTkPiI/AAAAAAAAQek/t1_DBKxBgTY/s72-c/IMG_0749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-2261578489799105317</id><published>2009-05-07T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:31:13.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hacienda Heights'/><title type='text'>Hacienda Heights Generation Gap</title><content type='html'>Growing up in an heavily Asian American populated city &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hacienda_Heights,_California"&gt;Hacienda Heights&lt;/a&gt;, it's easy to forget that a generation gap exists between the first and second generations in the U.S.. My whole life, I've played it fairly safe, and it's made it easy for my parents to generally be satisfied with most of the decisions in my life. However, as of late, I realize that although at age 30, my parents still feel a need to control many aspects of my future. One important one would be a future husband. Now though I respect their values and opinions, I've also come to realize that no matter what, I still have to stick with what I think is best for myself. I think at the end of it, as long as I know what I want and what makes me happy, they will follow and see that that's the most important factor involved. I truly believe that I have to make my own destiny and that I will be strong enough to face whatever may come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-2261578489799105317?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2261578489799105317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=2261578489799105317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2261578489799105317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2261578489799105317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/05/hacienda-heights-generation-gap.html' title='Hacienda Heights Generation Gap'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5210822282465424736</id><published>2009-04-29T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:44:04.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunlight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zuma Canyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fresh air'/><title type='text'>Nothing Better Than Sunlight and Fresh Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/BurstingThrough?authkey=Gv1sRgCIrF24Ws6vWRvwE#5330367049085172962"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; clear: both; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SflElvMrPOI/AAAAAAAAP64/mSBHkAGpViA/s400/2009.04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each day goes by with the blink of the eye. There seems to be less time available each day as I get older. I started realizing how much I appreciate my schedule. Sure I have to work the normal Monday through Friday, but come the weekend, and I do have the choice to do whatever I please.  This means I don't have to be in an enclosed office space with no windows and an ugly wall to stare at. I can actually enjoy mother nature and what the lovely Southern California weather has to bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the woman's prison scene in the film "The Reader", directed by Stephen Daldry, where it is a world without true sunlight and fresh air, I can't help but love the freedom of being wherever I'd like at anytime I want. You know what else this means? Time to start traveling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above photo montage is of the latest Zuma Canyon hike where we spot two poisonous Southern Pacific Rattle Snakes, and tons of wildflowers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5210822282465424736?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5210822282465424736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5210822282465424736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5210822282465424736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5210822282465424736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-better-than-sunlight-and-fresh.html' title='Nothing Better Than Sunlight and Fresh Air'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SflElvMrPOI/AAAAAAAAP64/mSBHkAGpViA/s72-c/2009.04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-4648296710645895116</id><published>2009-04-27T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:08:27.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love Love Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/52/Love_zh.svg/295px-Love_zh.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 162px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/52/Love_zh.svg/295px-Love_zh.svg.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "love" is every where, every day. You hear in almost every song played on the radio, in every film, in book, but not so in every mouth. I just wonder why it is still confusing to me to understand what love is when it's probably the most prominent existence in our every day lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; seems to have an interesting way of generalizing how it is being used. As it says "As an abstract concept, love usually refers to a deep, ineffable feeling of tenderly caring for another person. Even this limited conception of love, however, encompasses a wealth of different feelings, from the passionate desire and intimacy of romantic love to the nonsexual emotional closeness of familial and platonic love to the profound oneness or devotion of religious love. Love in its various forms acts as a major facilitator of interpersonal relationships and, owing to its central psychological importance, is one of the most common themes in the creative arts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concept of how to measure love use to be based on how much you are willing to care for and sacrifice for another without necessarily feeling like it's a sacrifice. But I may be wrong in that, this may only measure selflessness and not necessarily love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I think as human beings, we are always running towards love as much as we can, even if we do not know it. That is why we live, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-4648296710645895116?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4648296710645895116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=4648296710645895116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4648296710645895116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4648296710645895116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-love-love.html' title='Love Love Love'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8972314040783138376</id><published>2009-04-17T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:15:53.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on a Roll</title><content type='html'>I'm on a roll. I'm on the kind of roll where every day is filled up to the point that I forget to think about tomorrow, or the next year, or the next 30 years of my life. It's not the most responsible position to be in life, but it's a good feeling. It means that I've been able to live day to day with a certain spontaneity and life is the most fun this way. I just hope I don't pay it all back one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so that sounds way more adventurous than it really is. All I am trying to say is that I'm enjoying what I have right now despite what the future may be. A few quick examples that came to my head just now are: my nice hair cut I received with some new waves at the bottom that could be my future hair style; enjoying one of the better sangria's I've ever had (and I used to despise this drink)during dinner; appreciating the company I was with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/visYQZrYaNU_jwvG6fUZsg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SaOEIhz5rlI/AAAAAAAAN-c/1oYhexJqbFw/s288/IMG_0271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/GriffithObservatory?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Griffith Observatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8972314040783138376?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8972314040783138376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8972314040783138376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8972314040783138376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8972314040783138376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-on-roll.html' title='I&apos;m on a Roll'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SaOEIhz5rlI/AAAAAAAAN-c/1oYhexJqbFw/s72-c/IMG_0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3223281421930222085</id><published>2009-04-14T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:44:43.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death and the Maiden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vancouver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood Diamond'/><title type='text'>Vancouver, Death and the Maiden, Blood Diamond</title><content type='html'>Since I haven't been posting as much lately, I figured I would combine three new updates in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Update 1&lt;/span&gt;: I went to Vancouver for the first time in my life this past weekend. What a beautiful city that combined city life and nature so well. Being able to stroll around a new city made me realize how much I don't take the time do that at home back in Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SeY2-X5rI_I/AAAAAAAAPlE/-p8V3zUkNtw/s1600-h/Vancouver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SeY2-X5rI_I/AAAAAAAAPlE/-p8V3zUkNtw/s400/Vancouver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325004054607897586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Update 2&lt;/span&gt;: I recently started working on a new scene from the play "Death and the Maiden" by Chilean playwright Ariel Dorfman. The lead character, Paulina Salas, was formerly raped and tortured during a period of dictatorship in the country. Now that there is change in government, her rapist, Doctor Miranda, appears at her house after helping her husband with some car trouble and she ties him up to hold him on trial. Needless to say, this character is going to require me to see what she sees and imagine what she experienced. I'm both anxious to really get into this role, and at the same time apprehensive that I won't be able to do her justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Update 3&lt;/span&gt;: Last night I saw the movie "Blood Diamond" and I really do have to say, it was amazing. It made me want to learn more about conflict-free diamonds and how the organizations and governments are trying to push for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3223281421930222085?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3223281421930222085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3223281421930222085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3223281421930222085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3223281421930222085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/04/since-i-havent-been-posting-as-much.html' title='Vancouver, Death and the Maiden, Blood Diamond'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SeY2-X5rI_I/AAAAAAAAPlE/-p8V3zUkNtw/s72-c/Vancouver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3894379477182524683</id><published>2009-04-01T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:04:41.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Huang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shark Lagoon'/><title type='text'>Life is Too Short</title><content type='html'>Life is too short. My 45 year old cousin, Andy Huang, just passed away March 31 early in the morning from lung cancer. I've been preventing myself from thinking too much about it. He his my eldest cousin, and the one I know the least of. What I do know is that my father is (was) very close to him and they talked almost more like friends than uncle and nephew.  I cannot imagine what it must be like for his parents right now. There is Chinese saying that "white haired" person letting go of a "dark haired" person is extremely painful. I believe it. May he be in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos below are really unrelated. There were taking at Long Beach during a free shark lagoon night and just walking along downtown Long Beach:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5319969018188958497%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3894379477182524683?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3894379477182524683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3894379477182524683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3894379477182524683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3894379477182524683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-too-short.html' title='Life is Too Short'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6625864059672241084</id><published>2009-03-17T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:11:54.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grizzlies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Staples Center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lakers'/><title type='text'>It's Been a While</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've posted. There has been several "positive" changes in me and my surroundings, I'd like to think. My mindset has altered a little and even my body is changing. I think it's for the better so I'm hoping to keep it up for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note though, I've come to really appreciate Southern California weather. It is still winter, and yet we have no problems going to the beach with a t-shirt or play tennis in the evenings. There's some good in living in this city of angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a slideshow of the Lakers vs Grizzlies game at the Staples Center in Los Angeles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5309603468934449953%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" height="267"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6625864059672241084?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6625864059672241084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6625864059672241084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6625864059672241084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6625864059672241084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5456803836836477952</id><published>2009-02-24T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:29:08.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abalone Cove Shoreline Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SaUBFBk3svI/AAAAAAAAOSU/soUgUxo3H5A/s1600-h/abalonecove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SaUBFBk3svI/AAAAAAAAOSU/soUgUxo3H5A/s400/abalonecove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306648921760051954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday, we had planned on going hiking in Palos Verdes, and found Abalone Cove Shoreline Park. When we arrived at the parking lot, we quickly realized that this was not going to be a hike, but more of a short walk with the beach besides us. Fortunately, we ran into this cave-like area which we were able to go off trail and explore. We had a chance to do some mini bouldering which was actually surprisingly fun. After that adventure, we ran into the tide pools, where we found it to be a natural aquarium that contained all kinds of fun sea animals. Whether it was star fish, hermit crabs, sea slugs, sea urchin, clams, crabs, I just couldn't get enough. To top it off, we got to see two dolphins swimming side by side in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I did realize is how much appreciate the weather in California. We should really take advantage of it and enjoy being part of the great outdoors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5456803836836477952?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5456803836836477952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5456803836836477952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5456803836836477952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5456803836836477952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/02/abalone-cove-shoreline-park.html' title='Abalone Cove Shoreline Park'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SaUBFBk3svI/AAAAAAAAOSU/soUgUxo3H5A/s72-c/abalonecove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-2094866339723775697</id><published>2009-02-16T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:06:51.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bobcat'/><title type='text'>In My Own Skin</title><content type='html'>The beginning of third decade for me has been wonderful so far. I'm finally starting to get a sense of what it means to feel comfortable in your own skin. It's something we're always struggling to find. It really does not mean that I'm confident I can do anything,  or that I won't be defeated. It simply means my mind is at ease that I'm okay with the current state. I'm okay with the way I am now. Of course this phase can be just a temporary illusion and I wonder how long this will last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a photo of a bobcat found at the back of my backyard. Click to view more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SZz25m3-IwI/AAAAAAAAN3Q/iN0iECue_CY/s1600-h/bobcat_jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SZz25m3-IwI/AAAAAAAAN3Q/iN0iECue_CY/s400/bobcat_jump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304385930683884290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-2094866339723775697?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2094866339723775697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=2094866339723775697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2094866339723775697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2094866339723775697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-my-own-skin.html' title='In My Own Skin'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SZz25m3-IwI/AAAAAAAAN3Q/iN0iECue_CY/s72-c/bobcat_jump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1798009662151486941</id><published>2009-02-07T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:03:13.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health - I Care Now?</title><content type='html'>Now that I am only 2 days left to reaching the beginning of my third decade, I am starting to think like an old lady. Healthy is a huge concern to me now. After recently having infections and skin conditions that I normally wouldn't get so easily, I realize it's time to think about taking care of my body. What really pushed it was having to go with a friend to the doctor's to check on a virus that could potentially lead to cancer. Time to truly watch what I eat and exercise regularly, not to mention sleep early and wake up earlier. We're all too vulnerable to diseases and health issues, so why not make it easier on myself by trying to keep up the maintenance so it really can be the least of my worries. My body is not invincible anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1798009662151486941?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1798009662151486941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1798009662151486941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1798009662151486941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1798009662151486941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/02/health-i-care-now.html' title='Health - I Care Now?'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5214275598943735232</id><published>2009-01-30T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:19:59.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SYK2ZWx0MmI/AAAAAAAANqg/gRMJUk2_grs/s1600-h/IMG_9785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SYK2ZWx0MmI/AAAAAAAANqg/gRMJUk2_grs/s320/IMG_9785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296996658468631138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SYK2ZF7M7eI/AAAAAAAANqY/K0eA2gQvHJU/s1600-h/IMG_9763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SYK2ZF7M7eI/AAAAAAAANqY/K0eA2gQvHJU/s320/IMG_9763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296996653944597986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think I would be back in San Francisco so soon again, but here I was, enjoying the good old city. I have a new - new years resolution, which is to be a positive person. I need to give positive energy and receive it as well.  Very soon, I will be turning 3 decades old, and I can't go into with negativity surrounding me. I need to live it up and appreciate that I still have my youth, even if it's only in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5214275598943735232?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5214275598943735232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5214275598943735232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5214275598943735232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5214275598943735232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/01/almost-there.html' title='Almost There'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SYK2ZWx0MmI/AAAAAAAANqg/gRMJUk2_grs/s72-c/IMG_9785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8232095034565121115</id><published>2009-01-15T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:31:26.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons For Not Posting</title><content type='html'>I haven't been posting recently. Not because I have been too busy or preoccupied, but simply because I feel closed up in my mind and heart. There's something blocking me from sharing and I don't think it's a good or bad thing, it just is. Perhaps I will overcome this soon, I hope...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8232095034565121115?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8232095034565121115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8232095034565121115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8232095034565121115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8232095034565121115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/01/reasons-for-not-posting.html' title='Reasons For Not Posting'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5096277272161810248</id><published>2009-01-04T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:48:42.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Start to 2009</title><content type='html'>This is my first entry of 2009, and I want to start it off with a positive note. As I pulled my car into the 24 Hour Fitness parking lot this morning, two elderly Thai-Chinese ladies stopped me to ask if I can speak Chinese. Of course I said yes, and they pointed out that they had locked their keys in their trunk and were here visiting from San Jose, so therefore had no access to anything. One of them was here visiting daughter who just had a baby. Naturally, I called AAA and had them come help them with this issue. After knowing that it could be up to thirty minutes before they would arrive, I proceeded to start my run in the gym and would come back out once AAA called. Not long after, they did come to the rescue. The two graciously nice ladies were extremely thankful that I was there and tried to offer me money for me help. I refused. In the end they finally did a formal introduction. As I left, they wished me the best of luck and hoped for God's blessing. I smiled as I walked back to the gym, knowing that this would be a wonderful start to 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5096277272161810248?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5096277272161810248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5096277272161810248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5096277272161810248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5096277272161810248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-start-to-2009.html' title='A Great Start to 2009'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5545703943374368516</id><published>2008-12-28T23:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:58:50.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting With the Masters'/><title type='text'>The Wire</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XGX7fk_mnjg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XGX7fk_mnjg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5545703943374368516?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5545703943374368516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5545703943374368516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5545703943374368516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5545703943374368516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/12/wire.html' title='The Wire'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7763512428251596977</id><published>2008-12-28T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:08:01.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family and Friends</title><content type='html'>There are good days. Then there are bad days. But what matters most in the end is that our family and friends are in good health and happy. I realize that I have family and friends who truly care about me, and I do not appreciate them enough. It really makes me want to give them all I can give them. I mean it. My resolution for 2009 will be to 1) Push for the things I really want in life&lt;br /&gt;2) At the same time, do what I can for those I care about, as much to my ability as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/ChristmasDinnerWithTheHuangS#"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SVsoMl08Q5I/AAAAAAAALbU/D-wLUpflNI8/s400/ChristmasDinnerCollage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285862784427115410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo is of Christmas Dinner with the Huang's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7763512428251596977?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7763512428251596977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7763512428251596977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7763512428251596977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7763512428251596977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-and-friends.html' title='Family and Friends'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SVsoMl08Q5I/AAAAAAAALbU/D-wLUpflNI8/s72-c/ChristmasDinnerCollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-393009628120432052</id><published>2008-12-18T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:03:42.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='敗犬女王'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Defeated Queen'/><title type='text'>Defeated Queen</title><content type='html'>敗犬 is a recent term used in Japan to describe modern day women over the typical age for marriage who are fairly successful in their careers, yet single. In both Japan and Taiwan, there are more and more of these single women over the age of the 30. It's not such a bad thing and is just simply reality. It's a phenomenon I, myself am soon to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a new drama coming out soon in Taiwan called 敗犬女王 (Defeated Queen) which really brings out the issues of this topic. I'm definitely interested in taking a look once it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen when Shan Wu Shuang (單無雙), a 33 year old beautiful, hardworking yet single woman, meets Lucas (盧卡斯), a 25 year old romantic and handsome regular worker? There is an 8 year age difference – what kind of story would then be created? A story that will let us laugh and let us cry. I’m not defeated! I’m the Queen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XlfZyjgCYpY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XlfZyjgCYpY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-393009628120432052?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/393009628120432052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=393009628120432052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/393009628120432052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/393009628120432052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/12/defeated-queen.html' title='Defeated Queen'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-72933439436187102</id><published>2008-12-17T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:03:23.732-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art Center School of Design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiffany Huang'/><title type='text'>Graduation, Fun Fun Fun</title><content type='html'>Graduations can be long and boring. The Art Center School of Design made a point to display the work for each graduating student, which made it all the more interesting. Congrats to my sister Tiffany for finishing her Masters in Broadcasting Media (Film).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;noautoplay=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fyolandahuang%2Falbumid%2F5280675067649250465%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DcLSlMuC8_t4" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yolandahuang/ArtCenterOfDesignGraduation?authkey=cLSlMuC8_t4" style="color:#3964c2"&gt;View Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/getEmbed" style="color:#3964c2"&gt;Get your own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-72933439436187102?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/72933439436187102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=72933439436187102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/72933439436187102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/72933439436187102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/12/graduation-fun-fun-fun.html' title='Graduation, Fun Fun Fun'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1781803381649181842</id><published>2008-12-15T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:49:34.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonder of the World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Lindsay-Abaire'/><title type='text'>Wonder of the World</title><content type='html'>New scenes filmed in class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 2nd scene of a play by David Lindsay-Abaire called Wonder of the World. Cass, played by Nicole Rosselle, and Kip, played by me, meet for the first time on a bus to Niagra Falls as they both head on a journey to escape "something in their lives". This is the beginning of their journey. Filmed on 12/7/08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gbxk6alQHM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gbxk6alQHM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improv scene created and filmed in class on 11/22/08. There were some technical difficulties with the audio from one of the cameras being used. The scene is about a turning point for marriage between a young couple. Played by Sachin Mehta and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xzSJyPD5PSg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xzSJyPD5PSg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1781803381649181842?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1781803381649181842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1781803381649181842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1781803381649181842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1781803381649181842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/12/wonder-of-world.html' title='Wonder of the World'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-360593006751707925</id><published>2008-12-12T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:53:54.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60 freeway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car accident'/><title type='text'>Accidents Happen, Not So Accidently</title><content type='html'>I hope I have learned my lesson! I've been trying not to do this for a while, but sometimes I peek over and see my BlackBerry Pearl flashing a small red light, and  I can't help but check the email as I am in stuck on the 60 Fwy horrifying traffic. I figured I'm only moving 15 miles per hour...what else am I gonna do? Well of course it happened. I stepped on the gas peddle, looked down on my phone, and look up only to find myself braking frantically...and boom! Yes I bumped this old red caravan ahead of me. I roll my eyes to acknowledge the disappointment I have for myself, as I wave to have him pull over to side of the freeway. Luckily I check the red car's rear end and my bumper and it looks like there's minimal damage, if any. As I greet the red car owner, this African American in his late 20's from Louisiana, he comes out to smile at me. He explained that this was the accident he got in recently and the truck that hit him is already paying for the rear end damages, and that I have nothing to worry about. He wanted to assure me to not let this accident ruin my day. I could not believe my ears. I hit a guy and he's trying to comfort me. We ended the conversation with an awkward hug and handshake. That made my morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-360593006751707925?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/360593006751707925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=360593006751707925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/360593006751707925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/360593006751707925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/12/accidents-happen-not-so-accidently.html' title='Accidents Happen, Not So Accidently'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1949651317580973179</id><published>2008-12-10T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:50:32.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guppy House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lakers'/><title type='text'>Two New Random Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SUC22lV0pII/AAAAAAAAKyo/fyxCXaM6fgE/s1600-h/IMG00070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SUC22lV0pII/AAAAAAAAKyo/fyxCXaM6fgE/s200/IMG00070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278419812131054722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SUC22TgJXXI/AAAAAAAAKyg/o1FxCKu_Bw0/s1600-h/IMG00079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SUC22TgJXXI/AAAAAAAAKyg/o1FxCKu_Bw0/s200/IMG00079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278419807342517618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SUC22AZMLJI/AAAAAAAAKyY/12QyqT7qxqw/s1600-h/IMG00080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SUC22AZMLJI/AAAAAAAAKyY/12QyqT7qxqw/s200/IMG00080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278419802213067922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SUC217zxfzI/AAAAAAAAKyQ/gtdZVzbnWRM/s1600-h/IMG00084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SUC217zxfzI/AAAAAAAAKyQ/gtdZVzbnWRM/s200/IMG00084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278419800982388530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to share 2 new things I've tried recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I finally attended my first Laker game at the Staples center. With premiere seats we could order food there, but the view is much more worthy to note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Tried the Guppy House restaurant in Hacienda Heights. Perhaps it was just too early in the day (11:30am), but the staff was doing a great job cleaning every inch of the place and the waitress did constant come over to check if all was okay. The food was decent, although spicy noodles is not my cup of tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1949651317580973179?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1949651317580973179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1949651317580973179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1949651317580973179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1949651317580973179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-new-random-things.html' title='Two New Random Things'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SUC22lV0pII/AAAAAAAAKyo/fyxCXaM6fgE/s72-c/IMG00070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8454652174230611301</id><published>2008-12-08T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:54:12.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Charge</title><content type='html'>I decided at this moment that I am going to take charge of my life by picking and choosing how I use my time. My energies need to be focused on what is important to me, and not just what other people think is important for me. You see, it's easy to get confused on figuring that part out because it's hard to see things clearly on your own. You often need outsiders to lead you the way. However, and perhaps in a stubborn way, I know that I need to be the ultimate decision maker for myself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to think of it, part of the reason I get confused is because I am a different person at different times:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Entrepreneur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sister&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pleaser&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Responsible One&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lazy Doer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Storyteller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Risk Taker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whimp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Day Dreamer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm constantly switching between these everyday. One thing I really need to be is STRONGER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8454652174230611301?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8454652174230611301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8454652174230611301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8454652174230611301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8454652174230611301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/12/taking-charge.html' title='Taking Charge'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-2457216437343633313</id><published>2008-12-07T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:26:05.581-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><title type='text'>The Fourth Most Populous City of California</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/STuD_WdmPAI/AAAAAAAAKD4/Uj7UrxVV2EY/s1600-h/sanfrancisco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/STuD_WdmPAI/AAAAAAAAKD4/Uj7UrxVV2EY/s400/sanfrancisco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276956512779385858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After visiting San Francisco so many times, I still haven't figured out how I really feel about the city. For some reason, there's always been a sense of distance I felt from this popular place. In reality, there's enough diversity and interesting people to make it a fun city to experience. However, there are times when it becomes difficult to really define what San Francisco is really about. One thing that made this trip different than the past trips is that I really wanted to give it another try. I wanted not just to see through it from a tourist's eyes, but as someone who could really enjoy the appeal of this grand location. My only conclusion is that I do appreciate it much more now, but my understanding of it has not gotten any better. Hopefully next time it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8766636@N02/sets/72157611276934553/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/8766636@N02/sets/72157611276934553/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-2457216437343633313?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2457216437343633313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=2457216437343633313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2457216437343633313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2457216437343633313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/12/fourth-most-populous-city-of-california.html' title='The Fourth Most Populous City of California'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/STuD_WdmPAI/AAAAAAAAKD4/Uj7UrxVV2EY/s72-c/sanfrancisco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1195521347234613152</id><published>2008-11-24T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:30:08.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Better Than Sex Cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean Soon Dubu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Come Back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ambrosia'/><title type='text'>Baby Come Back....to the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>Baby come back&lt;br /&gt;Any kind of fool could see&lt;br /&gt;There was something in everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Baby come back&lt;br /&gt;You can blame it all on me&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong and I just can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...baby come back to the kitchen. Recognize this cool old groove by Ambrosia? I've been into this song for a while. But what's new is I'm trying to get myself use to cooking again. My latest dishes are the "Better Than Sex" Chocolate Cake and the Korean Soon DuBu (Hot Tofu Hot Pot). There were definitely flaws with both since it was both my first time, but I know where to improve, which is the important part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSupLXCjZ9I/AAAAAAAAKCc/PnczL20fRfo/s1600-h/2008.11.24+Soon+du+bu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSupLXCjZ9I/AAAAAAAAKCc/PnczL20fRfo/s320/2008.11.24+Soon+du+bu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272493801395677138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSupLTwHbEI/AAAAAAAAKCU/Hvh72Esaq7U/s1600-h/2008.11.21+Chocolate+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSupLTwHbEI/AAAAAAAAKCU/Hvh72Esaq7U/s320/2008.11.21+Chocolate+Cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272493800513039426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1195521347234613152?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1195521347234613152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1195521347234613152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1195521347234613152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1195521347234613152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-come-backto-kitchen.html' title='Baby Come Back....to the Kitchen'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSupLXCjZ9I/AAAAAAAAKCc/PnczL20fRfo/s72-c/2008.11.24+Soon+du+bu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3138422350455116184</id><published>2008-11-20T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:17:44.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomatoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artichoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halibut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><title type='text'>Golf and Halibut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSZfuCzwgzI/AAAAAAAAJ9w/FN3hB0AO85o/s1600-h/golf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSZfuCzwgzI/AAAAAAAAJ9w/FN3hB0AO85o/s200/golf2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271005658516325170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSZfuIDn6cI/AAAAAAAAJ9o/ioMMjNQo8cQ/s1600-h/golf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSZfuIDn6cI/AAAAAAAAJ9o/ioMMjNQo8cQ/s200/golf1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271005659925047746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed two more "firsts" today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I played on a real golf course for a game of 9-hole today. I'm quite horrible at it, but it was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSZgArLjnFI/AAAAAAAAJ94/4yyx_PWm0oI/s1600-h/2008.11.20+Halibut+w+Artichoke+%26+Tomatoes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSZgArLjnFI/AAAAAAAAJ94/4yyx_PWm0oI/s320/2008.11.20+Halibut+w+Artichoke+%26+Tomatoes+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271005978591206482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2) I cooked my first halibut with artichoke and tomatoes. It didn't come out as tasty as I imagined so I may pass on making it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3138422350455116184?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3138422350455116184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3138422350455116184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3138422350455116184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3138422350455116184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/11/golf-and-halibut.html' title='Golf and Halibut'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SSZfuCzwgzI/AAAAAAAAJ9w/FN3hB0AO85o/s72-c/golf2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1760803348464690252</id><published>2008-11-18T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:07:36.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Triangle Complex Fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Country Estates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diamond Bar'/><title type='text'>The Decisions For Evacuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pe.com/multimedia/slideshow/2008/20081116_freewayday2/images/03FIRE17WLD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 136px;" src="http://www.pe.com/multimedia/slideshow/2008/20081116_freewayday2/images/03FIRE17WLD.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://laist.com/attachments/la_zach/diamond_bar_evacuation_lift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 130px;" src="http://laist.com/attachments/la_zach/diamond_bar_evacuation_lift.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd have to evacuate due to a fire coming close to our home. Figuring out what to pack and bring in the car is such a hard decision making process. I first went for my clothes. Now do I pack for the purpose of staying away from home for a few days? Or do I pack as if the house might get burned down. Which dress do I really want to keep? Should I bother with most of my underwear? As if these questions in my mind weren't dumb enough. I had to decide on what items were easy-to-carry, yet expensive and harder to replace. Of course I looked hard and long at the Wii that I do not normally play at all.  I know it's still hard to purchase so of course I pack along with my mini-dvs and cd collection. Those of us that live in Diamond Bar were very fortunate to have the luxury of to evacuate with our valuable belongings. We were even more fortunate that fire fighters and the weather condition allowed all homes to be safe from the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some articles regarding this Triangle Complex Fire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pasadenastarnews.com/ci_11004541"&gt;Diamond Bar evacuees allowed to return home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbs2.com/slideshows/YouReport.Brea.And.20.865749.html#"&gt;Triangle Complex Firehome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://laist.com/2008/11/17/diamond_bar_evacuations_lifted_snoo.php"&gt;Diamond Bar Evacuations Lifted, Snoop Dogg to Return Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1760803348464690252?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1760803348464690252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1760803348464690252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1760803348464690252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1760803348464690252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/11/decisions-for-evacuation.html' title='The Decisions For Evacuation'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5661960748209798187</id><published>2008-11-15T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:34:42.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad dream'/><title type='text'>The Bad Dream</title><content type='html'>I hate to be negative on this blog, but I'd rather be honest than not. Today was a crummy day. Nothing bad happened, but nothing happened.... Well something did happen, but it was part of my dream last night. I dreamt that I had cancer and had only a few days if any to live. I was trying to live every moment by telling the people I loved that I do love them. Afterwards, I just anticiped for it to happen, just like that. I knew I wasn't ready to die just yet so I just kept thinking about what I needed to do, over and over again. Of course I woke up feeling extremely heavy, not really wanting the day to start. And now it's 16 hours later, and I have go back to sleep soon. Alone. Crummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5661960748209798187?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5661960748209798187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5661960748209798187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5661960748209798187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5661960748209798187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-dream.html' title='The Bad Dream'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5585211373122642971</id><published>2008-11-13T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:49:24.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip Hop Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting With the Masters'/><title type='text'>Latest Projects Update</title><content type='html'>Just an update on some latest projects. Here's Jack's edited montage that he has on the Acting With the Masters website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQ4I0GWvamM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQ4I0GWvamM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene from Glengarry Glenn Ross - We shot part of this outdoors (on location) which was fun and cool at the same time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JeUYKls5lE0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JeUYKls5lE0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip Hop Dance Class: 10.27.08&lt;br /&gt;Instructor: Brim&lt;br /&gt;Song: Khia - What They Do&lt;br /&gt;Studio: Athletic Garage in Pasadena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yc6Tenq4B6g"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yc6Tenq4B6g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5585211373122642971?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5585211373122642971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5585211373122642971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5585211373122642971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5585211373122642971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/11/latest-projects-update.html' title='Latest Projects Update'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-2115074695950482909</id><published>2008-11-12T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:31:19.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foothill Transit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daikokuya'/><title type='text'>One of Those Strange Weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRu6gdEyzKI/AAAAAAAAJjw/OTZAGeVN1pc/s1600-h/IMG00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRu6gdEyzKI/AAAAAAAAJjw/OTZAGeVN1pc/s200/IMG00029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268009255863241890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRu6U6coFsI/AAAAAAAAJjo/3bTpPw1nxK8/s1600-h/IMG00026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRu6U6coFsI/AAAAAAAAJjo/3bTpPw1nxK8/s200/IMG00026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268009057589401282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRu6oV_34-I/AAAAAAAAJj4/5c0MCCmphXQ/s1600-h/IMG00041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRu6oV_34-I/AAAAAAAAJj4/5c0MCCmphXQ/s200/IMG00041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268009391402509282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was a post that I had begun two weekends ago and never posted nor completed. For one thing I couldn't find the gist of the topic I wanted to talk about, and two, I was simply too lazy. I had one those very typical yet very not-so-typical for me type of weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had eaten at Daikokuya, that very popular ramen place in Little Tokyo, many times before, but this time I was by myself. I know, I know, that is not strange at all, but it's been a while since I've had dinner on my own at a sit down place where I literally waited for 45 mins before being seated. The biggest difference in eating on your own is you tend to eat much faster because there's no time for talk, at all. You can wander your eyes everywhere, but you can only do that so many times before other people start noticing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other amazing thing I accomplished is much more of a stretch. I was abandoned at the Lowes in City of Industry by my mother and sister with no car. I walked aimlessly at first, trying to search for a place to have lunch, by myself again. After gulping down my pork chop rice at a local cafe joint, and many failed attempts to call and plead for anyone to pick me up and drive me home, I finally decide I really needed to find an alternative to get back home. So I took the public bus - Foothill Transit for first time in this area. Two bus rides, $2, a short walk later, I arrived home safely. Of course it only took 1 hour and 10 minutes for what would have taken only 15 minutes to get home by car. Fun stuff. I still love public transportation, but I just hate how long it takes in the suburbs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-2115074695950482909?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2115074695950482909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=2115074695950482909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2115074695950482909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/2115074695950482909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-those-strange-weekends.html' title='One of Those Strange Weekends'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRu6gdEyzKI/AAAAAAAAJjw/OTZAGeVN1pc/s72-c/IMG00029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7925406611469504701</id><published>2008-11-11T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:59:58.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless Night</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's the caffeine from the UCC Cafe au Lait siphoned coffee I drank tonight, but I am feeling extremely restless for this late in the night. It's one of those days where I'm filled with an urgency to get myself involved in something that requires intensity or passion. Nothing dirty if that's what it sounds like, but rather something that can fill me with emotions or joy. Perhaps it's a good sign to start memorizing my lines for this next scene I will have to act in class. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7925406611469504701?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7925406611469504701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7925406611469504701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7925406611469504701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7925406611469504701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/11/restless-night.html' title='Restless Night'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-8288758790139176310</id><published>2008-11-07T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:51:38.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awkward Discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improv Scene'/><title type='text'>Awkward Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRUKYTuav5I/AAAAAAAAJik/s2ysA3FVAik/s1600-h/DSC_0781-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRUKYTuav5I/AAAAAAAAJik/s2ysA3FVAik/s320/DSC_0781-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266126752007765906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jaqb2m_k8O8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRUKYUIkfRI/AAAAAAAAJic/wpP3CiFJVzs/s320/DSC_0800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266126752117456146" /&gt;Here's another improvisational scene done in class with Amanda. It takes place in a wine bar where two friends meet for a first time in a long time. One finds out through the conversation that she is currently dating an ex-fiance of the other friend. The rough edit cut is in. The wonderful photos were taken by Luciana Dias.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In real life, the storyline is a bit dramatic. but not impossible. We all know the awkwardness of friends dating the ex of other friends . However, it's life...deal with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jaqb2m_k8O8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jaqb2m_k8O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jaqb2m_k8O8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-8288758790139176310?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8288758790139176310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=8288758790139176310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8288758790139176310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/8288758790139176310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/11/awkward-discovery.html' title='Awkward Discovery'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRUKYTuav5I/AAAAAAAAJik/s2ysA3FVAik/s72-c/DSC_0781-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5275334121782354291</id><published>2008-11-04T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T02:15:45.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord Bui'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Lover&apos;s Compromise'/><title type='text'>A Lover's comPromise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lordbuistudios.com/Directing/ShortFilms/narrativeShortFilms.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRAgnRz7tuI/AAAAAAAAJhw/k_GALqzfImQ/s400/A+Lover%27s+Compromise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264743823564322530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally seeing this version for the first time. This was a short narrative film shot in November 2007, a year ago from now. It was one of the most fun times I've had working on a project. Makes me want to get started again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lordbuistudios.com/Directing/ShortFilms/narrativeShortFilms.html"&gt;http://lordbuistudios.com/Directing/ShortFilms/narrativeShortFilms.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5275334121782354291?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5275334121782354291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5275334121782354291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5275334121782354291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5275334121782354291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/11/lovers-compromise.html' title='A Lover&apos;s comPromise'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SRAgnRz7tuI/AAAAAAAAJhw/k_GALqzfImQ/s72-c/A+Lover%27s+Compromise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-23490421380385434</id><published>2008-10-26T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:19:55.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The San Fernando Valley'/><title type='text'>The San Fernando Valley</title><content type='html'>This was another piece I was lucky to edit. Watching this showed me how simplicity can really go a long way in telling a story. Sachin and John did a great job in making all the transitions without the use of verbal language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bTBl-n9yclQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bTBl-n9yclQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-23490421380385434?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/23490421380385434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=23490421380385434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/23490421380385434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/23490421380385434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/10/san-fernando-valley.html' title='The San Fernando Valley'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-4244414379176134287</id><published>2008-10-22T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:51:47.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Break Dance'/><title type='text'>Never Too Old To Try</title><content type='html'>Unfortunate for you and fortunate for me, I have been fascinated that my new Blackberry Pearl has a video recorder, so hence the craziness of my video postings. Although the piece video is of a hip hop class with a sub teacher, later that night I discovered there was a break dance class. I had to laugh at myself...an almost 30 year old girl, taking break dance for the first time. I will admit, I did love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFPaBCAXYBw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFPaBCAXYBw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-4244414379176134287?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4244414379176134287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=4244414379176134287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4244414379176134287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4244414379176134287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/10/never-too-old-to-try.html' title='Never Too Old To Try'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7761623242658634852</id><published>2008-10-15T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:15:16.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip Hop Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Athletic Garage'/><title type='text'>Hip Hop Dance Class - A Millie</title><content type='html'>Today I learned one of my favorite routines from Brim's hip hop dance class at Athletic Garage in Pasadena. "A Millie" by Lil Wayne. The video was taken with a cell phone video camera under low lighting, so forgive it's poor quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to groove soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xwuL-AO0ceA"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xwuL-AO0ceA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7761623242658634852?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7761623242658634852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7761623242658634852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7761623242658634852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7761623242658634852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/10/hip-hop-dance-class-millie.html' title='Hip Hop Dance Class - A Millie'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-948801092799326057</id><published>2008-10-14T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:11:29.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raging Roomates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acting'/><title type='text'>Raging Roomates</title><content type='html'>This was another improvisation scene that was pieced together in class. We tried to go the funny route, and hopefully succeeded. I had a hard time getting into the "acting" aspect actually and wished I could have done a ton of things differently. But it is what it is. Please excuse the swearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMkAJOV2OFk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kMkAJOV2OFk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-948801092799326057?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/948801092799326057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=948801092799326057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/948801092799326057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/948801092799326057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/10/raging-roomates.html' title='Raging Roomates'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6292978440533452177</id><published>2008-10-12T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:57:13.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cafe'/><title type='text'>The Cafe</title><content type='html'>We've been working on improv scenes in class shooting them as we go, which has been turning out pretty well. Here are 3 scenes so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 3 "The Cafe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOP83GQVlvg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FOP83GQVlvg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 2 "The Firing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBB6QZOQoag"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBB6QZOQoag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6292978440533452177?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6292978440533452177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6292978440533452177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6292978440533452177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6292978440533452177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/10/cafe.html' title='The Cafe'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7442192755612732107</id><published>2008-10-06T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:20:41.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I Am I To Be</title><content type='html'>In my opinion, there are three sides to us as human beings: 1) Who we are expected to be 2) Who we want to be, and 3) Who we need to be. These three sides are constantly at battle with each other and I realize that life would be so much easier if all 3 of those were the exactly the same, but that is almost impossible. So far, I've been living life mostly as the person who I need to be and expected to be. I'm constantly in conflict every time I lean towards who I want to be and find some way to kick myself back against it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so frustrating. Even though I realize what is stopping me from being who I want to be, there are simply too many expectations and responsibilities in the way that I get make me fear and stray from that path. Arghhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7442192755612732107?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7442192755612732107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7442192755612732107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7442192755612732107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7442192755612732107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-i-am-i-to-be.html' title='Who I Am I To Be'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-7079032382199985357</id><published>2008-09-29T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:02:48.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Sunny, No It's Raining</title><content type='html'>This morning as I drove to work to start a new week, there were subtle, light rain drops falling from the sky. And yet, the sun was out, bright and strong. This combination is definitely one of my favorite type of weather conditions, giving me a bright road ahead, yet letting me feel the liveliness of the cold water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope the U.S. financial crisis will start looking this way soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-7079032382199985357?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7079032382199985357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=7079032382199985357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7079032382199985357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/7079032382199985357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-sunny-no-its-raining.html' title='It&apos;s Sunny, No It&apos;s Raining'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5765557327011406333</id><published>2008-09-25T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:37:00.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Are My Eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='你是我的眼'/><title type='text'>You Are My Eyes - 你是我的眼</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SKu51KdEZzI/AAAAAAAAGEg/sOQNsaYAcD8/s1600-h/building_collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SKu51KdEZzI/AAAAAAAAGEg/sOQNsaYAcD8/s320/building_collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236483314738816818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So I'm stuck on this one Chinese song for the past 2 days. I think I have teared up a few too many times already. At work, at home, in the car, you name it. I think the lyrics and melody both move me. The song is about you being my eyes and showing me the world as you see it. The song is by a Taiwanese artist, whom I really know nothing about other than that he has lost is ability to see. I thought about what it would be like to lose my sight, and I know my life would be completely different if that were to happen. Time to stop things for granted, right? To the right is what I did get to see in D.C. which I am now just showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 1: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bDU6jebYHd0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bDU6jebYHd0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Version 2: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mbcJ0QFfPIo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mbcJ0QFfPIo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found another blog with his own English translation so I won't bother translating: &lt;a href="http://xinqing-xinjing.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-are-my-eyes.html"&gt;http://xinqing-xinjing.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-are-my-eyes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是我的眼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;作詞：蕭煌奇　作曲：蕭煌奇　編曲：陳飛午&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;如果我能看得見　就能輕易的分辨白天黑夜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;就能準確的在人群中牽住你的手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;如果我能看得見　就能駕車帶你到處遨遊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;就能驚喜的從背後給你一個擁抱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;如果我能看得見　生命也許完全不同&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;可能我想要的我喜歡的我愛的　都不一樣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;眼前的黑不是黑　你說的白是什麼白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;人們說的天空藍　是我記憶中那團白雲背後的藍天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;我望向你的臉　卻只能看見一片虛無&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;是不是上帝在我眼前遮住了簾　忘了掀開&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;你是我的眼　帶我領略四季的變換&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;你是我的眼　帶我穿越擁擠的人潮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;你是我的眼　帶我閱讀浩瀚的書海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;因為你是我的眼　讓我看見這世界就在我眼前&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5765557327011406333?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5765557327011406333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5765557327011406333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5765557327011406333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5765557327011406333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-my-eyes.html' title='You Are My Eyes - 你是我的眼'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SKu51KdEZzI/AAAAAAAAGEg/sOQNsaYAcD8/s72-c/building_collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1218227181550691021</id><published>2008-09-23T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:52:29.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yolanda Huang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Decision'/><title type='text'>The Decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/M6j-HwNazGo" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/M6j-HwNazGo" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't View It? Click here: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6j-HwNazGo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6j-HwNazGo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what happens when I prepare an exercise in class and we decide to have the class direct and shoot it. In case you can't tell, it's about a relationship gone sour. She comes home to him sleeping and leaving a mess, but decides not to stay in the same room as him, therefore making her final decision to... (watch the video). Edited by Jack H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's suppose to be a sad scene, but I can't help but keep giggling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Project created by: Jack Hannibal, Sachin Mehta, Nicole Rosselle, Tofiq Sajawal, John Scillieri, and Shawna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1218227181550691021?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1218227181550691021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1218227181550691021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1218227181550691021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1218227181550691021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/09/decision.html' title='The Decision'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6838801488099171790</id><published>2008-09-22T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:44:23.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loss of Innocence'/><title type='text'>Loss of Innocence</title><content type='html'>Perhaps I'm over thinking it. It's sad, but the truth is, I'm feeling a loss of innocence lately. No I haven't done anything crazy, over my head, or simply bad...at least that I would admit so. It's just that somehow a protection shield formed around me that's preventing me from caring. No, I haven't lost hope or the sense of optimism, but I can see myself falling into the trap not allowing myself to be vulnerable, therefore not feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is what comes with age and experience, it's sure a funny thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6838801488099171790?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6838801488099171790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6838801488099171790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6838801488099171790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6838801488099171790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/09/loss-of-innnocence.html' title='Loss of Innocence'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6433465306155803304</id><published>2008-09-22T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:22:48.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Addiction'/><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greysanatomyinsider.com/images/gallery/this-is-how-they-operate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.greysanatomyinsider.com/images/gallery/this-is-how-they-operate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is an addiction? What kind of personalities are more prone to addictive behavior? I often ponder on these questions and have never been sure of the answer. The two traits a person needs to have to become addicted is weakness and boldness. Normally, addiction is a negative thing, however, it often comes with passion and adventurism, both of which can be considered good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the season three episode of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy - Love/Addiction&lt;/span&gt;, I couldn't agree more with the few ending quotes by Meredith Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The thing about addiction – it never ends well because eventually whatever it was that was getting us high stops feeling good and starts to hurt.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Still, they say you don’t kick the habit until you hit rock bottom. But how do you know you’re there?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sometimes, letting it go hurts even worse.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally don't allow myself to get to addicted to anything, fearing that will it hurt me the deeper I let myself go. But of course, there are certain things I cannot resist and have been a victim of this process. I just hope in the end, after the addiction is long over, it can only make us stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6433465306155803304?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6433465306155803304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6433465306155803304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6433465306155803304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6433465306155803304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/09/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6538796279139577099</id><published>2008-09-16T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:55:17.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='痞子英雄'/><title type='text'>痞子英雄</title><content type='html'>First of all I apologize if you don't know understand Mandarin but it's not that important. After watching this clip of the process of making this new Taiwan drama from a director I simply love, I feel extremely emotional. For one, to me, this is what film making is about. It's where the passion really lies. It's also extremely inspiring to me, to find that the drive to creating this project is not just to tell a story or to make something great, but to create an environment where everyone is just as passionate about it. It's truly amazing and I can't help but wonder why I'm not on that road yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ypWwhx_VU4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ypWwhx_VU4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6538796279139577099?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6538796279139577099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6538796279139577099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6538796279139577099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6538796279139577099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='痞子英雄'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5900044899318587974</id><published>2008-09-11T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T01:23:32.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norah Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Blueberry Nights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wong Kar Wai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letting Go'/><title type='text'>My Blueberry Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51QVSk8ggWL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51QVSk8ggWL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally completed my mission to watch My Blueberry Nights, a film by Wong Kar Wai, one of my favorite directors. The performance by Natalie Portman and Rachel Weisz blew me away, and of course Norah Jones' character kept me wanting to know more. I won't go into detail about style or the filmmaking process, even though there's a ton to say about that. I will say that theme of this story, or stories rather, is about letting go. We often hold on to things that are so important to us that we have a hard time letting go at the moment. Timing is everything. Up until lately, I thought I was good at it. I certainly have a lot to learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5900044899318587974?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5900044899318587974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5900044899318587974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5900044899318587974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5900044899318587974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-blueberry-nights.html' title='My Blueberry Nights'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-1330362057096482658</id><published>2008-09-04T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:51:49.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah McLahlan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Full of Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Summer is Coming to an End</title><content type='html'>Today I spent 90 minutes to travel 25.3 miles in the morning. This must mean school has started, which then means summer is almost over. I know it's time to pack the laziness away and get going with life again, but it's not easy this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was reminded recently of the song "Full of Grace" by Sarah McLachlan, which has been a long time favorite of mine and thought it would be some what appropriate to the atmosphere these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d61Clgwi8d0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d61Clgwi8d0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-1330362057096482658?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1330362057096482658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=1330362057096482658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1330362057096482658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/1330362057096482658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer-is-coming-to-end.html' title='Summer is Coming to an End'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6377460608632102357</id><published>2008-08-26T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:25:13.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>South Beach Miami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SLOuMPxEN4I/AAAAAAAAGtI/d7cGm9yUPq0/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SLOuMPxEN4I/AAAAAAAAGtI/d7cGm9yUPq0/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238722316976011138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strange things can happen in South Beach Miami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ USPS Box becomes a Jedi Master&lt;br /&gt;~ Paparazzi photos of non-famous men&lt;br /&gt;~ Girl lays on top of a bar table&lt;br /&gt;~ Girls begin to arm wrestle&lt;br /&gt;~ Lots of empty glasses&lt;br /&gt;~ Cups come in interesting shapes&lt;br /&gt;~ T-Storms in the middle of the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;~ Apartments start looking like NYC studios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange things inevitably become GOOD things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6377460608632102357?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6377460608632102357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6377460608632102357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6377460608632102357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6377460608632102357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/08/south-beach-miami.html' title='South Beach Miami'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SLOuMPxEN4I/AAAAAAAAGtI/d7cGm9yUPq0/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-6643222077218713738</id><published>2008-08-14T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:42:19.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordle.net'/><title type='text'>The Later It Is, The Harder It Gets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SKSdv6FVVmI/AAAAAAAAF2w/wKBdfwTNO1c/s1600-h/wordle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SKSdv6FVVmI/AAAAAAAAF2w/wKBdfwTNO1c/s400/wordle.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234482113282397794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm going to have to return to ambiguity again. Today I'm staying strong. However, the later it is in the night, the harder it gets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the right is something I found on wordle.net that actually took words from this blog prior to this entry and put it into a collage of art. If I had the choice to add a few more words in there, it would be: "no" "regrets" "pain" "missing" "difficult" "wish" "timing" "better".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-6643222077218713738?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6643222077218713738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=6643222077218713738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6643222077218713738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/6643222077218713738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/08/later-it-is-harder-it-gets.html' title='The Later It Is, The Harder It Gets'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SKSdv6FVVmI/AAAAAAAAF2w/wKBdfwTNO1c/s72-c/wordle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5240911737031004809</id><published>2008-08-12T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:37:34.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Under the Tuscan Sun'/><title type='text'>Under the Tuscan Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51VTXVEM36L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51VTXVEM36L._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally watched the 2003 adapted movie directed by Audrey Wells : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Under the Tuscan Sun&lt;/span&gt;. The story was amusing enough to keep me wanting to find out more, and although it wasn't a "huge" film,  there were many quotes in it that I found interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Regrets are a waste of time. They're just the past crippling you in the present"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They built tracks over the Alps to connect Venice and Vienna they built the track before there was even a train in existence that could make the trip… they built the tracks because they knew the train would come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unthinkably good things can happen... even late in the game... it's such a surprise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to believe that this is true, and I really do.  As of late, I think I have caught a glimpse of something that is amazingly good,  and it has been overwhelming me like crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5240911737031004809?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5240911737031004809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5240911737031004809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5240911737031004809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5240911737031004809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/08/under-tuscan-sun.html' title='Under the Tuscan Sun'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-4575503574770699876</id><published>2008-07-29T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:22:46.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bittersweet'/><title type='text'>Feel Alive</title><content type='html'>No pictures this time, just a simple post to compensate for the complex emotions I have right now.  I guess what I can say is that I'm happy to be alive, to feel alive. Life would be boring without some ups and and downs and as long as there is an upside to a situation, there is always hope.  Bittersweet is how I feel right now, and who can ask for more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-4575503574770699876?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4575503574770699876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=4575503574770699876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4575503574770699876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/4575503574770699876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/07/feel-alive.html' title='Feel Alive'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-3546711088875971579</id><published>2008-07-18T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:25:52.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aukai Cain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip Hop Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Athletic Garage'/><title type='text'>Being Active Again</title><content type='html'>Feels good to be active again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8ktTRlCBxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8ktTRlCBxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqjCMQ0fGH8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MqjCMQ0fGH8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ywcQqXfsbM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ywcQqXfsbM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-3546711088875971579?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3546711088875971579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=3546711088875971579' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3546711088875971579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/3546711088875971579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/07/being-active-again.html' title='Being Active Again'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498162840381991035.post-5166001323358958655</id><published>2008-07-16T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:42:15.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexico trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>What is Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SH20Xwm5u_I/AAAAAAAAF00/mhC1ipv6gnk/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SH20Xwm5u_I/AAAAAAAAF00/mhC1ipv6gnk/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223529463097703410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus ride back from Mexico, each person in the bus was suppose to answer the question: What is Love? Here are some of the answers (coming from mostly 50 year old Taiwanese folks):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Acceptance&lt;br /&gt;- Knowing their faults, and still loving them&lt;br /&gt;- Happiness&lt;br /&gt;- Fighting, fighting, fighting&lt;br /&gt;- Compromise&lt;br /&gt;- Being happy together&lt;br /&gt;- I still don't know what love is&lt;br /&gt;- Unconditional&lt;br /&gt;- Giving them the space and freedom to accomplish their dreams&lt;br /&gt;- My Answer: Unselfish and forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to imagine the need for love and passion as you get older, but nothing changes, ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6498162840381991035-5166001323358958655?l=burstingthrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5166001323358958655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6498162840381991035&amp;postID=5166001323358958655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5166001323358958655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6498162840381991035/posts/default/5166001323358958655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burstingthrough.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-is-love.html' title='What is Love?'/><author><name>Yolo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372005211842609022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='17' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SWQwaxRpurI/AAAAAAAALgU/GlKywRRdZBU/S220/burstingthrough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MCOllYG_Aw4/SH20Xwm5u_I/AAAAAAAAF00/mhC1ipv6gnk/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
