<?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-7269941</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:43:39.853+08:00</updated><category term='friendship'/><category term='me'/><category term='lesson learnt'/><category term='tests'/><category term='school work'/><category term='father'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='happy me'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='love me'/><category term='god'/><category term='song'/><category term='videos'/><category term='event'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='china'/><category term='greetings'/><category term='graphic designs'/><category term='clubbing'/><category term='love'/><category term='rrantings'/><category term='rantings'/><category term='pictures for memories'/><title type='text'>A lit' treat from me</title><subtitle type='html'>A lit' Girl from the lit' inner soul and mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>480</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-8651360682654716684</id><published>2011-12-08T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T01:59:13.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>what's god gift to me?</title><content type='html'>When I was in my teens, I dislike &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;preachers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean give me a break! "praise the lord!" "thank you jesus!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started since I was 6 years old, going to Bethesda chapel in Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how long god's relationship with me have started and then neglected :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself, "what god's intention to seek for him now?" "why now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seeked my faith in him and to tell myself, stop condemning myself for the things I've done because god is a forgiving god and as long as I am the righteousness in my faith, I will receive an abundance of grace, amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not perfect - I have said and done things that I regretted and I often ask myself, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this is my karma"&lt;br /&gt;"god want me to regret"&lt;br /&gt;"this is my retribution"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god, I attended new creation church and hearing sermon about condemning no more... to receive grace from god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy for my ex bfs who are all getting married except for the most recent one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly sincerely am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think anyone as mention will read but I think I am good luck lynette :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as they are happy, I am happy.. no point comparing happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many years down the road, as I read this blog post, I hope I can dare to say "I did find my own happiness too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am sure god will help me along this journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because god is great, god is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, I thought I will never like someone ever again because the hurt was too deep but god proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the person did not reciprocate, I am glad he made me realised, my heart deserved a second chance - undeserving second chance to let myself fall over heels with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a quiet happiness, inside shouting "YES, I DID IT AGAIN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend asked if I am sad, I say though I am but god made me see it positively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE THE LORD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-8651360682654716684?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8651360682654716684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=8651360682654716684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8651360682654716684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8651360682654716684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2011/12/whats-god-gift-to-me.html' title='what&apos;s god gift to me?'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3161973487077358167</id><published>2011-11-08T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T19:46:56.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><title type='text'>god is great</title><content type='html'>I recently embarked a journey to know god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when god came into my life, it was great, it was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with god's grace, I've experienced greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this greatness starts here. it's about my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along, my father is a man of a few words.. he work so hard that every weekend, every family outing, he was not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, he made efforts to appear during my graduations, my overseas study trips to send me off in airports - was more than I could ever ask for truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My childhood was great because of my ever greatest mum but father is always around to support me financially and in times of trouble - when I was cheated, dumped in love, work etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's not all great sometimes, he scold and insult too. but I take it all in just because he's my father and for my own good I presume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I was learning how to drive, it was not rosy because he's a driving instructor and frankly, i was a bad driver then :P so the scoldings went all the way from the driveways and to home even. being a man, being my father - he had expectations of a driving instructor's daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am driving, he never fail to surprise me - wash my car, polish my car, bring my car for servicing, offer to sponsor this and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does GOD have a part to play in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought much of my father. I've been showering my love to my mum who was more needy and attention seeking (I mean she's a woman?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i was praying if god want to make changes in my life.. let it start with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was driving home, I was thinking of my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of the funny moments where I tried to find my father's car in the parking lot to park beside him vice versa and how he tell me, he washed my car speck and span and trying to get some acknowledgement from me. to me, it's funny - funnily loving. he would wash my car from time to time - free car wash, who don't want? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my sis came home today say there's a funny incident just after my thoughts of my dad run thru my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me an old friend randomly ask her if she wanna learn driving because he has a good intructor in woodlands to intro and his name is robert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are the odds that our father name robert is also staying &amp; teaching in woodlands?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my sis ask if his surname is "chee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all came to light - he was introducing my father to all of his friends and to my sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i wanna shout: PRAISE THE LORD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he introduced 10 friends to my dad and my sis didn't ask him to intro driving instructor. he just spread the word volunteerily without rewards, without repayment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told my sis, my father was a strict and good instructor and scolded him when he was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! I was impressed and thankful to this guy friend of my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside me, I also know who to thank - the greater someone who is answering to my prayer almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in god's grace, we reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for taking care of my father :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray for more greatness as I am righteous in my faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3161973487077358167?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3161973487077358167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3161973487077358167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3161973487077358167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3161973487077358167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2011/11/god-is-great.html' title='god is great'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6548203498038071767</id><published>2011-10-23T07:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T07:37:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i say "I love you"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/307481_10150341967289239_141439374238_7872773_605136427_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 446px; height: 700px;" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/307481_10150341967289239_141439374238_7872773_605136427_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6548203498038071767?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6548203498038071767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6548203498038071767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6548203498038071767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6548203498038071767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-i-say-i-love-you.html' title='when i say &quot;I love you&quot;...'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7058065461571383015</id><published>2011-10-19T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T01:26:25.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>the heart wants but the brain is saying no..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317285_165048610252930_100002433752918_321649_767337541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 325px;" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317285_165048610252930_100002433752918_321649_767337541_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7058065461571383015?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7058065461571383015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7058065461571383015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7058065461571383015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7058065461571383015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2011/10/heart-wants-but-brain-is-saying-no.html' title='the heart wants but the brain is saying no..'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-366464940048255566</id><published>2011-10-08T03:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T23:42:05.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>death is never a choice.</title><content type='html'>it can happen anytime, anywhere and to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost a dear friend whom I know from netherlands exchange trip somewhere in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was a great guy from korea who stayed in cologne, germany. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I say, he's GREAT. i am so not over rating because he's humble though he come from a well-to-do family. he's ambitious with great dreams about what he want in life. he was young but driven and motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt, one of the better looking guys i've met as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's not that all serious as well. he was fun! and out there, having gd fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. I will surely miss him.. thought of even going to korea to ever visiting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye my friend, may you RIP. see you one day, somewhere in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href=" https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/photos-ak-snc1/v265/250/36/762633905/n762633905_1010820_2332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 402px; height: 603px;" src=" https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/photos-ak-snc1/v265/250/36/762633905/n762633905_1010820_2332.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can sing a rainbow.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-366464940048255566?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/366464940048255566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=366464940048255566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/366464940048255566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/366464940048255566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2011/10/death-is-never-choice.html' title='death is never a choice.'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-5362655405770917800</id><published>2011-07-12T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:48:49.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>the secrets to a good relationship</title><content type='html'>The Secrets of a Good Relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got it from cre&lt;a href="http://creampuff.tumblr.com/page/37"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ampuff &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timirose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Whether you’re in love or not, I think this could be applicable to any kind of relationship: family, friends, significant other. It’s a good read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    TRUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Trust is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity may result in separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call. She answered, “Public Utilities Board.” There was silence. She repeated, “PUB.” There was still no answer. When she was going to cut off the line, she Heard a lady’s voice, “Oh, so this is PUB. Sorry, I got the number from my Husband’s pocket but I do not know whose number it is.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if the telephone operator answered with just “hello” instead of “PUB”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO POINTING FINGERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A man asked his father-in-law, “Many people praised you for a successful marriage. Could you please share with me your secret?” The father-in-law answered in a smile, “Never criticize your wife for her shortcomings or when she does something wrong. Always bear in mind that because of her shortcomings and weaknesses, she could not find a better husband than you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This is the start of a war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    If we forgive the others, others will ignore our mistake too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    CREATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested “I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one.” The SDU officer said, “Your requirements, please.” “Oh, good looking, polite, humorous, sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home, during my leisure hour &amp; if I don’t go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The officer listened carefully and replied, “I understand you need television.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband, because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The nightmare begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; NO OVERPOWERING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another, or demands too much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that “It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person’s character.” It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will cause disappointment and unpleasantness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;    RIGHT SPEECH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that “A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Many relationships break off because of wrong speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When a couple is too close with each other, we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted, “Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school.” On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, “Luckily you married me. Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker.” She answered, “You should appreciate that you married me. Other wise, he will be the millionaire and not you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It’s like a broken egg - cannot be reversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;   PERSONAL PERCEPTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Different people have different perception. One man’s meat could be another man’s poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A couple bought a donkey from the market. On the way home, a boy commented, “Very stupid. Why neither of them ride on the donkey? “Upon hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Later, an old man saw it and commented, “The husband is the head of family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?” Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Further on the way home, they met an old Lady. She commented, “How can the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman.” The husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then, they met a young man. He commented, “Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two persons. They are cruel to you.” Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders. It seems to be the only choice left. Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened and struggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    They lost their balance and fell into the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You can never have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future. Thus, do not be too bothered by others words if our conscience is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BE PATIENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy’s hands into pulp as punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital. Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy’s hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery &amp; saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, “Daddy, I’m sorry about your truck.” Then he asked, “but when are my fingers going to grow back?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The father went home &amp; committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or you wish to take revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Think first before you lose your patience with someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Trucks can be repaired. Broken bones &amp; hurt feelings often can’t. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-5362655405770917800?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5362655405770917800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=5362655405770917800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5362655405770917800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5362655405770917800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2011/07/secrets-to-good-relationship.html' title='the secrets to a good relationship'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-5255564688169569785</id><published>2011-05-18T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:10:37.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality test</title><content type='html'>I did one and I am a sucker for this kind. This test is quite in-depth, ask many questions and with visual tests even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's pretty true for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an EXPLORER / builder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a great deal of vitality. You are curious, imaginative and resilient. And you find pleasure in doing and thinking about all sorts of things and ideas, often at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be optimistic, seeing the world as a place of adventure. You seek first-hand experiences. And when you embark on a project or expedition, you like to be organized, thorough and responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are firmly grounded in reality and live in the here and now. You stand up for your beliefs. And you have a sympathetic and spiritual side that adds warmth and depth to your being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of your search for novelty, you have a genuine respect for home, family, work and community. You are conscientious and dependable. Yet you occasionally surprise those whom you love with generous presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You generally enjoy life. You have a keen sense of humor. And because you are broad-minded, flexible and playful, you can be a wonderful friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How your personality breaks out&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics of all four personality types can be found within each of us, but there is almost always one personality type that is dominant. We call this the major personality type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Personality Profile also identifies your minor or secondary personality type. You exhibit some aspects of this personality type, though not to the same degree as with your major type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Builder, 27%:  Usually very popular. Deep attachment to home and family. Calm demeanor and low anxiety. Often consistent, loyal and protective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explorer, 30%:  Known for high energy, high creativity and spontaneity. Seeks novelty, risk and pleasure. Intellectually curious and not easily swayed by opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negotiator, 25%:  Excels at seeing the big picture, long-term planning and consensus building. An intuitive thinker who is flexible, verbal and socially skilled. Imaginative, empathetic and nurturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director, 19%:  Daring, original, direct and inventive. A non-conformist. Skilled at abstract thinking and short-term planning. Often assertive and quite competitive. Tough-minded and efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like the conventional and I don't like to listen to people's opinions unless u prove urself and make 101% sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me? that's your problem....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-5255564688169569785?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5255564688169569785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=5255564688169569785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5255564688169569785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5255564688169569785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2011/05/personality-test.html' title='Personality test'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-4311632573964321433</id><published>2011-05-14T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T19:33:39.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>my happy ending...</title><content type='html'>wow! it's been a long time dear old friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 feb 2010.&lt;br /&gt;14 May 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than a year since I last blogged. I've decided to bear my heart out once again and this entry marks the beginning. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happen since I last blogged. to make it real short and sweet, on 14 February I met someone whom I love very dearly and 23 February we got together then we started on a Long Distance Relationship aka LDR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really tough, distance far apart. I was skeptical at first but we got through it. &lt;br /&gt;we were madly in love and I meant MAD, SIAOZ, CRAZY DOWNRIGHT HARDCORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy things like talking till wee hours in the night about anything &amp; everything&lt;br /&gt;we almost see each other monthly? he fly here, i fly there like machiam flight attendant. the only difference we only got one destination, one person in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started 2 fast 2 furious and I did not even keep track of the time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I enjoyed it. it was LOVE ON BOILING POINT. no, maybe VOLCANO LAVA EXPLODING.&lt;br /&gt;haha no exaggeration intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe the thing is when u r in love, u r blind. I am not desperate but if we even thought of getting engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we applied for a flat and got lucky 76 out a few thousand applicants!&lt;br /&gt;sadly and maybe fated, our salaries exceeded and even our appeal did not went through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to Aussie for 3 months - living with him, cooking for him, doing housework. &lt;br /&gt;Please, lynette... I have never ever ever done this before for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;even my mother is envious. "eh come home and do all these for your family hor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly then this question pops up,&lt;br /&gt;"find someone you can live without and not someone you can live with" then I ask myself,&lt;br /&gt;is it so perfect that I can live with him and yet can't live without him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was soaking in my own happiness, ignorant of what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;he is having a different thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how, dunno when it all started. all i know is it has happen.&lt;br /&gt;the passion has died and the reality has come to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here I am, posting my sad story. falling into a dilemma. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is my karma. But I believe god has other plans for me.&lt;br /&gt;I leave it to him to write my love story :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people come and go however, these obstacles will not pull me down. I will be happy because life is short and life isn't just about happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will find my happy ending someway, somehow, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know, god has been fair to me. the relationships I've been in taught me alot and the bfs I've had treated me well. I felt really blessed when I heard of other ladies' sad stories of being cheated of their money and being treated like shit - in the most horrible way you can ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am counting my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the decision or route I've decided, I will live with it and make the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always told some friends my last resort, at most I just be a single spinster who want kids by choosing a sperm donor. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be happy, I promise :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-4311632573964321433?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4311632573964321433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=4311632573964321433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4311632573964321433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4311632573964321433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-happy-ending.html' title='my happy ending...'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-1898861553193839782</id><published>2010-02-06T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:06:02.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love makes time pass; time makes love pass</title><content type='html'>It all started different from any other relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've hurt someone for being together.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to date, I never regretted making that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about this, how different we are and how stubborn we can be.&lt;br /&gt;eventually, we broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I am thankful for this decision you made. to let me go, to find our happiness :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for teaching me to love someone again and how far I can go to really love someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciation is another thing I've learn so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you for sending me home though you are tired at times.&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you for waiting for me while sleeping in the car.&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you for comprising on things I insist&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you for all of the surprises :)&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you for helping out when I needed you.&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you for tolerating my nonsense talk and bad English&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you for watching the movies that I chose though I noe you wanted others.&lt;br /&gt;- Thank you for lending me your shoulder and hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned about self respect, independence and trust further in what a couple should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will have a good life and maybe a better, to find someone you truly love and to spend the rest of your life with. maybe you won't find so let her find you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's work hard for the future and a beautiful life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May time makes love pass and someday, we can laugh it out about the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/S21MsKhFPuI/AAAAAAAABHg/CAKA8m6Hbz0/s1600-h/IMG_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/S21MsKhFPuI/AAAAAAAABHg/CAKA8m6Hbz0/s320/IMG_0626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435084646927122146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/S21Mr4tBxtI/AAAAAAAABHY/nUr1TZEa4v4/s1600-h/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/S21Mr4tBxtI/AAAAAAAABHY/nUr1TZEa4v4/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435084642145388242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my love~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-1898861553193839782?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1898861553193839782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=1898861553193839782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1898861553193839782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1898861553193839782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-makes-time-pass-time-makes-love.html' title='Love makes time pass; time makes love pass'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/S21MsKhFPuI/AAAAAAAABHg/CAKA8m6Hbz0/s72-c/IMG_0626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-1988720677654898773</id><published>2009-12-21T04:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T04:54:03.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again.</title><content type='html'>It's been approx. 7 mths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how have u been coping without me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell myself to capture moments of my life in this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a reference, for a story to tell. truly mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 4.45am in the morning and I can't get to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished wrapping some pressies and realised, I really suck at it. but nevertheless, decently sincerely from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a decision to make. a really really tough one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you were me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 26 and hoping to ever settling down with someone I love down the road.&lt;br /&gt;What if your intentions were clear but it's not reciprocated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake once and hurt someone badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself never to look back again, to make the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear. I am quite a timid person and I rather end it earlier than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can or cannot be done in this kind of situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if there's a personality clash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how strong a love can be to withstand it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's love anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can it revive a weak heart or a unstable mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to curb disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How not to be unreasonable but aren't love is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many shots we've got to say we finally give up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance levels - how many there is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is: how much do I want this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got to make that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I got to live with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-1988720677654898773?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1988720677654898773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=1988720677654898773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1988720677654898773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1988720677654898773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-again.html' title='hello again.'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3439223735508012643</id><published>2009-05-25T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:20:14.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy</title><content type='html'>Yeaps, the one that made me cry every night, every scene.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just too much of a cry baby but please, this show is impossible NOT TO CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who are not fans of GA, just bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been blogging and I am guilty for neglecting my little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I really want to jot down these life embracing quotes from season 5 of grey's anatomy - made me heartbreak, made me realise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the episode: "What a difference a Day makes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie: "You never know the biggest day of your life is the biggest day. Not until it's happening. You don't recognize the biggest day of your life, not until you're right in the middle of it. The day you commit to something or someone. The day you get your heart broken. The day you meet your soul mate. The day you realize there's not enough time, because you wanna live forever. Those are the biggest days. The perfect days. You know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex making his vow to Izzie: "Today's the day my life begins. All my life I've been just me. Just a smart mouth kid. Today I become a man. Today I become a husband. Today I become accountable to someone other than myself. Today I become accountable to you. To our future. To all the possibilities that a marriage has to offer. Together, no matter what happens, I'll be ready. For anything. For everything. To take on life, to take on love. To take on possibility and responsibility. Today Izzie Stevens, our life together begins. And I for one can't wait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long awaited proposal since Season 1.&lt;br /&gt;my fave couple of all: Meredith and Derek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek: "I remember, it was the first surgery we ever scrubbed in together on. Our first save. Right here is a cerebral cyst. Tough save, but we did it. I kissed you in the stairwell after the surgery. And this right here is where Dr Bailey kicked you out of the surgery, because she caught us in your driveway, in my car. And right here, this is a seven hour craniotomy. You held the clamp the entire time, never flinched. That's when I knew you were gonna be an incredible surgeon. Beth Monroe, made our clinical trial a success by surviving. You talked me into putting her under. That's when I knew I needed you. And this is today, post op head CT of Izzie Stevens. You see that? Right there. Tumor free. Because of you. You got me into the OR. If there's a crisis, you don't freeze, you move forward. You get the rest of us to move forward. Because you've seen worse. You've survived worse, and you know we'll survive too. You say you're all dark and twisty. It's not a flaw, it's a strength. It makes you who you are. I'm not gonna get down on one knee, I'm not gonna ask a question. I love you Meredith Grey, and I wanna spend the rest of my life, with you.&lt;br /&gt;Meredith: And I wanna spend the rest of my life with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proposed to her in an elevator of the hospital where everything begins. Sweetness to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to imagine why I wept based on those quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the whole picture, the whole drama to see through. &lt;br /&gt;the narrates and each patients' story they gotta tell.&lt;br /&gt;the relations back to the main leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally well done.&lt;br /&gt;totally heart warming and humourous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to the wriers: http://www.greywriters.com&lt;br /&gt;after reading the blogs and their thots of the storyline, I was even more convinced of this brillant drama and immerse in the plot and characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally grey's bonkers now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those non fans of GA, thanks for enduring! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREY'S ANATOMY ROCK! (last one I swear~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3439223735508012643?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3439223735508012643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3439223735508012643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3439223735508012643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3439223735508012643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2009/05/greys-anatomy.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-475694754213010058</id><published>2009-03-29T03:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T03:48:37.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 people you will meet</title><content type='html'>recently, I spoke with this friend on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got to know each other in the most unusual way and only we can laugh about it and thank that person for the friendship we have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, let me thank the person, J &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere along the lines, I told her about the 4 people we will meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the person whom you loved most&lt;br /&gt;- the person who loved you most&lt;br /&gt;- the true self&lt;br /&gt;- the person you end up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, they may not be the same person.&lt;br /&gt;"Most" is the cruciality &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised how true this can be because I believe I have met 3 of them and I am so sure that none of them overlaps in any other category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still dealing with the matters of heart and how strangely things that have been told came back to remind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this cross road, I would say the harsh decision would have been made with or without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just very certain that the things being fulfiled and the people I am sure falling under the category have been thought through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank to the enlightenment and grateful that at the age of 25, I have loved and being loved before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I embraced the love, stood up and understand myself better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single time, I never took for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, come what may regardless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-475694754213010058?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/475694754213010058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=475694754213010058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/475694754213010058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/475694754213010058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-people-you-will-meet.html' title='4 people you will meet'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-5362217267750400149</id><published>2009-03-16T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:06:52.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scandalous</title><content type='html'>A young man went to his father one day to tell him that he wanted to get married. His father was happy for him. He asked his son who the girl was, and he told him that it was Samantha a girl from the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a sad face the old man said to his son, ''I'm sorry to say this son but I have to. The girl you want to marry is your sister, but please don't tell your mother.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man again brought 3 more names to his father but ended up frustrated cause the response was still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he decides to go to his mother. ''Mom I want to get married but all the girls that I love, dad said they are my sisters and I mustn't tell you.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother smiling said to him, ''Don't worry my son, you can marry any of those girls. You're not his son.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-5362217267750400149?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5362217267750400149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=5362217267750400149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5362217267750400149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5362217267750400149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2009/03/scandalous.html' title='scandalous'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-4005750024906724479</id><published>2009-03-11T03:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:14:52.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truly</title><content type='html'>Bored while waiting for my hair to dry at 3am in the morning when I have to wake up at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here goes.. with courtesy from Mandy's FB notes tagged! link: http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I like to say it's true :) Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hmmmm, I guess I am based on the foolishness I once lived in. Dum de dum ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Nope, instincts failed me once :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Die hard Lover here! *waves* with hankie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; education = money. why not? $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; This point further reiterate the previous point. Job interest is of paramount importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Scared leh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; erm, I need to be IN control :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; This is DE BEST. yeaps, VERY TRUE INDEED, my best advice given always:&lt;br /&gt;follow the heart, not the mind. love flows, heart grows. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok 3.13am, snap snap zonk out time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eww, tomorrow's another day to fight :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-4005750024906724479?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4005750024906724479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=4005750024906724479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4005750024906724479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4005750024906724479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2009/03/truly.html' title='truly'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7401470224749115836</id><published>2009-02-25T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:04:33.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally random!</title><content type='html'>wow, I am so excited when I saw my archive appear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"February 2009" since October 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumps! finally I am on the 'bloggy' track once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok love playing viwawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! and just then, a friend who always chat in msn messaged me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are you?" when I just talked to him yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you find it ridiculous when someone tries to make conversation even if the person just saw you, talk to u, msn u yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chasing grey's anatomy s5, brillant plot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slumdog millionaire winning oscars even for BEST MUSIC! reggae reggae~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pride and prejudice is A good read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid is off for 3 weeks' vacation. OH SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iphone rocks! OHH I DIDN'T MENTION...I have an iphone and very into games like Sally Salon, Sneezies, critters and apps like facebook, mindwaves! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally believe I'm a geek girl when people ask me what I like doing and asking me about some geeky stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I love "He's just not that into you" SO TRUE and scarlett johanson is so HOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP man is my 2008 movie of the year. hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Tiffany Mesh ring for Vday :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bulli cheap thrill woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catching American Idol Season 8, danny is darn good :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet to blog more travelogues~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Jason Mraz, Cold play, Duffy concerts! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to mambo! but can't wake up on Thursday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live life people! Live life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7401470224749115836?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7401470224749115836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7401470224749115836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7401470224749115836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7401470224749115836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2009/02/totally-random.html' title='totally random!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-5454643419246170028</id><published>2009-02-24T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:46:17.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how are you?</title><content type='html'>the simple question that starts the conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here I am, reviving this blog once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so "How are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooped up with this economic situation (I have a job),&lt;br /&gt;feeling broke (I have a job but don't know where the money went to)&lt;br /&gt;do not know what to expect from life (I have a job but that's NOT life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing for sure, travel is in my agenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna escape to far ends or even a getaway satisfies me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun misunderstand me, I love my job though how it takes up my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just CHILL I tell myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then come the hard knocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knockathon challenge, who can survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm then I wonder what's the prize at the end?&lt;br /&gt;I mean what's the catch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder even there will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is life predestined or fighting for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-5454643419246170028?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5454643419246170028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=5454643419246170028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5454643419246170028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5454643419246170028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-are-you.html' title='how are you?'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6913962579236678305</id><published>2008-10-23T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:23:41.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This world can be simple.</title><content type='html'>simply to put, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you don't care, we don't care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even if you care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"people know you care but can't guarantee they will care too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just some random thoughts of people at the work place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind them you do care. the rest is upto them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, complicatedly, it does apply to every aspect of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6913962579236678305?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6913962579236678305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6913962579236678305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6913962579236678305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6913962579236678305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-world-can-be-simple.html' title='This world can be simple.'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-8626631068248007853</id><published>2008-10-14T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:40:20.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job-ful</title><content type='html'>Woohoo, it's been a long time since I updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's go thru a flash back of my happenings in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Now in my job for the 2nd month :P&lt;br /&gt;2. I broke my bond in the most decent way &lt;br /&gt;3. I found my inner peace with god and definitely in the quietest way.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am branded&lt;br /&gt;5. I went for BW&lt;br /&gt;6. Learning driving&lt;br /&gt;7. graduated!&lt;br /&gt;8. I went for F1!!!!!!! WOOHOO~ everyone must experience at least once.&lt;br /&gt;mind you, i was never a F1 fan but the true live scene is so good, makes me a fan!&lt;br /&gt;massa go go go! ferrari!!&lt;br /&gt;9. missing netherlands lots&lt;br /&gt;10. still in disbelief for the market situation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never been drinking or clubbing (good or bad?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my ex company and then I thought, "Will I regret?" because I am not creating more opportunities for my portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nah, I think I really like this industry, this job.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun and fulfiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every client is a real marketing case, we need to achieve for client's objective.&lt;br /&gt;be it sales, brand awareness and conveying a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sure bulli-hell train my communication skills.&lt;br /&gt;internally and externally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;face it, media suppliers are NOT anymore superior.&lt;br /&gt;we have to chase after the money.&lt;br /&gt;so many competitors: outdoor, new media, moving media, BTL, ATL and the list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I still love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though this industry have alot of assholes - yeaps, ASSHOLES who juz want to make life difficult because they want to or just so bulli inflexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, newbie always get the shit.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, I will take the shit and turn it into a dough to stuff into those assholes' mouth! haha kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time for PIGTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1 GALORE:&lt;br /&gt;"VRROOOMMMMM....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v341/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1313866_4464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v341/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1313866_4464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008652628948722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v341/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1313900_7144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v341/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1313900_7144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008652628948722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v341/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1313886_1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v341/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1313886_1804.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008652628948722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fave foto along the f1 tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v341/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1313861_2786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v341/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1313861_2786.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008652628948722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ferrari fans carrying the flags standing on the top cheering~~ and there were so many of them that some covered the mercedes flag :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v323/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1303585_7882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos-700.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v323/58/52/526166700/n526166700_1303585_7882.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008652628948722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi Räikkönen of Ferrari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing I really enjoy is the guys are so suave! they came out to 'parade' :P&lt;br /&gt;and the sound "VROOOM" makes me very high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will definitely go again!&lt;br /&gt;this time, at the pit stop. I wanna c the drivers upfront where they lost their grip and also feel their victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever, there are crashes everyone stand up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, I am too short to see anything&lt;br /&gt;adding to that, no binos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to fight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-8626631068248007853?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8626631068248007853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=8626631068248007853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8626631068248007853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8626631068248007853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/10/job-ful.html' title='Job-ful'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6529039413832120517</id><published>2008-09-16T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:08:21.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple happiness</title><content type='html'>is when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are being silly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169977_597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169977_597.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576296228477906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being loved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169974_9498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169974_9498.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576296228477906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being remembered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169978_958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169978_958.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576296228477906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being bimboly fun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169955_2378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169955_2378.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576296228477906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being undiscerning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169981_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169981_2036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576296228477906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being unrealising,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169988_4907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169988_4907.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576296228477906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being accepted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169990_5739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v338/238/32/761945170/n761945170_4169990_5739.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576296228477906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything else above all, &lt;br /&gt;just being urself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no qualms, no expectations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just contend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live free~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6529039413832120517?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6529039413832120517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6529039413832120517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6529039413832120517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6529039413832120517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/09/simple-happiness.html' title='Simple happiness'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-8148432917164697802</id><published>2008-08-27T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:18:30.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>it got me singin' and singin'</title><content type='html'>OneRepublic - Say (All I need)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where your heart is&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can find it&lt;br /&gt;Did you trade it for something, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Better just to have it &lt;br /&gt;Do you know where your love is&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that you lost it&lt;br /&gt;You felt it so strong but nothings&lt;br /&gt;Turned out how you want it&lt;br /&gt;Well bless my soul&lt;br /&gt;You`re a lonely soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause you wont let go&lt;br /&gt;Of anything you hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all I need is the air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;And a place to rest my head&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what your fate is&lt;br /&gt;And are you trying to shake it&lt;br /&gt;You`re doing your best and&lt;br /&gt;You`re best look&lt;br /&gt;You`re praying that you`ll make it&lt;br /&gt;Well bless my soul&lt;br /&gt;You`re a lonely soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause you wont let go&lt;br /&gt;Of anything you hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all I need is the air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;And a place to rest my head&lt;br /&gt;Said all I need is the air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;And a place to rest my head&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can find it&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can find it&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can find it&lt;br /&gt;Better than you have it&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can find it&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can find it&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can find it&lt;br /&gt;Better than you have it&lt;br /&gt;Better than you have it&lt;br /&gt;Said all I need is the air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;And a place to rest my head&lt;br /&gt;Said all I need is the air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;And a place to rest my head&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where the end is&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can see it&lt;br /&gt;Until you get there&lt;br /&gt;Go on&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and scream it&lt;br /&gt;Just say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this song..for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's meaningful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalallala sing song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long din K le... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-8148432917164697802?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8148432917164697802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=8148432917164697802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8148432917164697802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8148432917164697802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-got-me-singin-and-singin.html' title='it got me singin&apos; and singin&apos;'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-651049363496665855</id><published>2008-08-22T02:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:25:52.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Istanbul turkey - 17.4 to 21.4.0</title><content type='html'>This trip is highly adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because we travelled during the 1st week of school, totally skipping lessons.. especially for cirong. I was in risk of travelling alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also implusively booked the ticket for this trip because I really wanted to go istanbul! without asking the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alone with cirong and both of us were mostly together without sherman, the only guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez! we almost had a culture shock of how friendly istanbul people are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read on... this is the beginning of 2 small little girls' adventure :P and the journey of turkish delights, turkish apple tea, turkish bath, belly dancing and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off and away in turkish airlines!&lt;br /&gt;air tickets were not cheap!&lt;br /&gt;205 euros and with that amount, i can travel by ryanair or easyjet like 2-4 trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOZZft29I/AAAAAAAAAts/-AIv4q3XNso/s1600-h/CIMG2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOZZft29I/AAAAAAAAAts/-AIv4q3XNso/s400/CIMG2280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576296228477906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was comfy and with meals!!! wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOZvy9-vI/AAAAAAAAAt0/RWmXB-ulsuQ/s1600-h/IMG_4607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOZvy9-vI/AAAAAAAAAt0/RWmXB-ulsuQ/s400/IMG_4607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576302214806258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below is turkey~~ we have reached our destination.&lt;br /&gt;noticed how clustered the buildings are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOZzbo8kI/AAAAAAAAAt8/-9OId5aAuFM/s1600-h/IMG_4609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOZzbo8kI/AAAAAAAAAt8/-9OId5aAuFM/s400/IMG_4609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576303190700610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at metropolis hostel and we got tricked!&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived, they told us we were 5 min late and given off the room to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;duh, i was in a RAGE! i mean 5 min.. this is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;and I asked if they can arrange for somewhere else but they say NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we experienced the 1st classic turkish joke... that they were pulling our leg -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky they told us b4 my ugly singaporean side face up! heee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis the rooftop balcony where we can view the black sea and have breakfast (free!)&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was nice.. and the guy told us if we are lucky, we can even c dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOaGEzPpI/AAAAAAAAAuE/53VIsnP6sms/s1600-h/CIMG2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOaGEzPpI/AAAAAAAAAuE/53VIsnP6sms/s400/CIMG2295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576308195180178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greeted with apple tea added with sugar. not forgetting our hotel area is like elevated, on top of a hill or something.&lt;br /&gt;the guy was also kind enough to explain what things to see in istanbul and what to do.&lt;br /&gt;bonus added that he's quite cute too. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOauU1LVI/AAAAAAAAAuM/TsqF6HD5qaY/s1600-h/CIMG2302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwOauU1LVI/AAAAAAAAAuM/TsqF6HD5qaY/s400/CIMG2302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236576318999833938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to explore in the night and was strike by friendly waiters to ask us for free apple tea.&lt;br /&gt;we thought why not?&lt;br /&gt;then we took a foto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWp5BLdOI/AAAAAAAAAuU/D6sAKatI1OY/s1600-h/CIMG2309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWp5BLdOI/AAAAAAAAAuU/D6sAKatI1OY/s400/CIMG2309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236585375661257954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a sight near our hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWqZlP--I/AAAAAAAAAuc/C5VIp4PEQys/s1600-h/CIMG2311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWqZlP--I/AAAAAAAAAuc/C5VIp4PEQys/s400/CIMG2311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236585384402484194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a walk to c the night scenes of blue mosque and aya sofya and it was breathtaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one strange phenomenon is that we saw tons of tulips all over istanbul since we touched down.&lt;br /&gt;we din even c this much in holland to think that tulip is the national flower.&lt;br /&gt;we wonder why...... soon will be revealed! read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWq01J1WI/AAAAAAAAAuk/B8WEbp7uGhA/s1600-h/CIMG2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWq01J1WI/AAAAAAAAAuk/B8WEbp7uGhA/s400/CIMG2335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236585391716947298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWq9RyxWI/AAAAAAAAAus/9AlNpxj43ng/s1600-h/IMG_4638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWq9RyxWI/AAAAAAAAAus/9AlNpxj43ng/s400/IMG_4638.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236585393984554338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after taking a walk, we came across a shop selling turkish delights and our 1st encounter&lt;br /&gt;to be frank, i didn't what to expect that's why explain my scared expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWrrcNd4I/AAAAAAAAAu0/RyL-mWzWJkk/s1600-h/CIMG2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKwWrrcNd4I/AAAAAAAAAu0/RyL-mWzWJkk/s400/CIMG2347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236585406376277890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an view of our hostel window... looks undeveloped but wow, experience xia! i like :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gb_4S0QI/AAAAAAAAAu8/X58fzQEO8sY/s1600-h/IMG_4645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gb_4S0QI/AAAAAAAAAu8/X58fzQEO8sY/s400/IMG_4645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236947975822037250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we proceeded to blue mosque and aya sofya! feeling really excited. we walked there and there's a sense of accomplishment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the tulips man!!!&lt;br /&gt;so why SO MANY TULIPS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently in the past, the king of netherlands asked someone to select the most beautiful flower he can find in turkey and he did. he brought tulips back and since then, it became netherlands national flower. and so, tulips originate from turkey and with that, tulips festival is also happening in istanbul. how nice to noe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is aya sofya. it's one of the finest building built of all times..by constantine the great and reconstructed by justinian in the 6th century. geez, where am i during 6th century!! one of the oldest building I've visited.&lt;br /&gt;later will show u pics inside. it really WOW me.. hope it did for u :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gcP5SauI/AAAAAAAAAvE/kYPloDNmzwc/s1600-h/CIMG2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gcP5SauI/AAAAAAAAAvE/kYPloDNmzwc/s400/CIMG2352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236947980121172706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ever famous blue mosque aka imperial sultanahmet mosque, just across ayasofya. built between 1609 and 1616 by architect mehmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we thot it's older than ayasofya but we were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gcu7oIcI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XoWk6Ykudck/s1600-h/CIMG2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gcu7oIcI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XoWk6Ykudck/s400/CIMG2358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236947988452483522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interior paneling of blue and white iznik tiles is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gdVk_9rI/AAAAAAAAAvU/3sSVVQ_6VL8/s1600-h/CIMG2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gdVk_9rI/AAAAAAAAAvU/3sSVVQ_6VL8/s400/CIMG2364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236947998826559154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially with the candles and light shining in... wow!&lt;br /&gt;look at the devotees praying...so serene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gdqI848I/AAAAAAAAAvc/m9RkC3Ob5BA/s1600-h/CIMG2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1gdqI848I/AAAAAAAAAvc/m9RkC3Ob5BA/s400/CIMG2372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236948004346061762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mbHwx1SI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Qe8qUREYyn4/s1600-h/CIMG2376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mbHwx1SI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Qe8qUREYyn4/s400/CIMG2376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236954557827896610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sucker for tulips. geez! so pretty!!!! din even c that in holland :P&lt;br /&gt;we also heard there was a tulip flower festival held there that's why explain the many tulips we c along the roads.&lt;br /&gt;tulips can only in very special conditions, can't be too hot or too cold so spring is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mbceqIoI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pzBIbAmjDYg/s1600-h/IMG_4686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mbceqIoI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pzBIbAmjDYg/s400/IMG_4686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236954563389039234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we moved on to aya sofya.&lt;br /&gt;One amazing history about this mosque is that it's originally constructed as a church between A.D. 532 and 537 on the orders of the Byzantine Emperor Justinian, and was in fact the third Church of the Holy Wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1453, Constantinople was conquered by the Ottoman Turks and Sultan Mehmed II ordered the building to be converted into a mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still we can see signs of it being a church before. will show u more later.&lt;br /&gt;when we went in thru the doors, they tell us how old the interiors are, cracking and peeling.&lt;br /&gt;it's just amazing that I am walking in sucha old place.&lt;br /&gt;they even show pictures of people gathering in this place since the early A.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mb8iP6DI/AAAAAAAAAv0/0IQxJnUGhBQ/s1600-h/CIMG2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mb8iP6DI/AAAAAAAAAv0/0IQxJnUGhBQ/s400/CIMG2411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236954571994032178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;islamic features implanted by ottomans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mcLbHrII/AAAAAAAAAv8/ea0vnwFOjJk/s1600-h/CIMG2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mcLbHrII/AAAAAAAAAv8/ea0vnwFOjJk/s400/CIMG2420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236954575990664322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this marble is SO HUGE. the one behind...us..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why last time marble, jewels, precious all seem abundant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mcqEMg7I/AAAAAAAAAwE/1V5wQacjE0M/s1600-h/CIMG2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1mcqEMg7I/AAAAAAAAAwE/1V5wQacjE0M/s400/CIMG2416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236954584216011698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the signs of it being a church:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1wNkSpuFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/lNH0tob01fM/s1600-h/CIMG2430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1wNkSpuFI/AAAAAAAAAwM/lNH0tob01fM/s400/CIMG2430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236965320084273234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1wN7r5V6I/AAAAAAAAAwU/YWsJHBCzKb0/s1600-h/CIMG2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1wN7r5V6I/AAAAAAAAAwU/YWsJHBCzKb0/s400/CIMG2441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236965326364170146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1wOco3VLI/AAAAAAAAAwc/o-XQ1SJmdv8/s1600-h/CIMG2444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1wOco3VLI/AAAAAAAAAwc/o-XQ1SJmdv8/s400/CIMG2444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236965335209825458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some remains of aya sofya when it was partially destroyed by riots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK147DELmqI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-mNaGQnfM5E/s1600-h/CIMG2464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK147DELmqI/AAAAAAAAAw0/-mNaGQnfM5E/s400/CIMG2464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236974897532213922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the carpet nightmare!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me relate this incident that became a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turkish people are very friendly. some will say hi to us in the streets and ask us in to drink apple tea.&lt;br /&gt;what annoys me is people thot we are from japan or korea and keep "konnichiwa" or "kamsamadae" not sure if it's the correct spelling.&lt;br /&gt;when we say we are not from there and mention singapore. then they will always say, "Oh i din noe singapore girls are so pretty! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for ego booster but the fact is sometimes they have a motive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this happens:&lt;br /&gt;this guy strike a conversation with us with this other japanese friend he claimed.&lt;br /&gt;he brought us to this carpet area.. and starting showing their hospitality by giving us tea and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;one by one, he started taking out carpet like educating us of the different kind of carpets aka tapestry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we nearly fainted when they took out SO MUCH! that u c below. we are embarassed!&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to leave.&lt;br /&gt;they keep telling us to buy.&lt;br /&gt;lucky we are persistent. i mean who wanna buy a carpet in turkey?&lt;br /&gt;OH PLS!&lt;br /&gt;This teaches us to be more skeptical and not give in easily to some 'kind' stranger.&lt;br /&gt;and this make me wonder if the japanese friend is suppose to target japanese tourists. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK146m5lm_I/AAAAAAAAAwk/pBTtHR_yTEw/s1600-h/CIMG2475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK146m5lm_I/AAAAAAAAAwk/pBTtHR_yTEw/s400/CIMG2475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236974889971588082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made our way to spice bazaar!&lt;br /&gt;this shows how crowded and congested the streets there. small and narrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK147gzFYMI/AAAAAAAAAw8/-twhar0wHl8/s1600-h/IMG_4777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK147gzFYMI/AAAAAAAAAw8/-twhar0wHl8/s400/IMG_4777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236974905513566402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretzels... apparently cirong's fave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1479ki4JI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2h6wq-amGiw/s1600-h/IMG_4779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK1479ki4JI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2h6wq-amGiw/s400/IMG_4779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236974913237213330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides all kinds of spices, there's also scarfs, lamps, turkish tea, delights, nuts, accessories.&lt;br /&gt;indeed spoilt for choices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19kCHc7YI/AAAAAAAAAxM/5dUAWvuF8GE/s1600-h/IMG_4786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19kCHc7YI/AAAAAAAAAxM/5dUAWvuF8GE/s400/IMG_4786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236979999698644354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19k-Jn6SI/AAAAAAAAAxk/ckJ7_92TaAI/s1600-h/IMG_4781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19k-Jn6SI/AAAAAAAAAxk/ckJ7_92TaAI/s400/IMG_4781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236980015813880098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.o&lt;br /&gt;me and sherman..&lt;br /&gt;place my bag in front in case of pickpockets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19kXE0oRI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NfUKZxxacQQ/s1600-h/CIMG2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19kXE0oRI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NfUKZxxacQQ/s400/CIMG2489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236980005324759314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met this unusual turkish stall seller who had his shop filled with chinese characters!&lt;br /&gt;and he can speak really good mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;he was so entertaining.. and his name is 陳   龍 &lt;br /&gt;he was also singing a chinese song "dang ni gu dan, ni hui xiang qi shui" from this tv set which taught him mandarin&lt;br /&gt;classic man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19klRnGtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/vIoPTWviyJU/s1600-h/CIMG2488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19klRnGtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/vIoPTWviyJU/s400/CIMG2488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236980009136495314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is his products with chinese wordings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19lJICdQI/AAAAAAAAAxs/JUb2t_QkjZc/s1600-h/IMG_4789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK19lJICdQI/AAAAAAAAAxs/JUb2t_QkjZc/s400/IMG_4789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236980018760021250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute sis and bro mending the stall for selling 'evil eye' accessories.&lt;br /&gt;they are really nice giving us good discounts for buying them :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2Kwgg3WSI/AAAAAAAAAx0/66CruUUDXCQ/s1600-h/CIMG2493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2Kwgg3WSI/AAAAAAAAAx0/66CruUUDXCQ/s400/CIMG2493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236994507667888418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the spice bazaar, me and cirong met with some people who are so persistent to get our sales. pulling our hands, calling us beauties and stopping us... geez! they are DAMN AGGRESSIVE until rong have to hold my hands while we wait.. and i have to be more AGGRESSIVE than them. *bites*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view of the other side of turkey - separated by the Bosphorus straits&lt;br /&gt;we are on the asian side of the Bosphorus and the other side is the european which have different attractions as well.&lt;br /&gt;as far we realised, the asian side is the poorer side and older side as compared with the european side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2KwwBEmkI/AAAAAAAAAx8/M8BI2PGz6lM/s1600-h/CIMG2496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2KwwBEmkI/AAAAAAAAAx8/M8BI2PGz6lM/s400/CIMG2496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236994511829506626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to a belly dancing dinner show.&lt;br /&gt;it was like 35 euros at GAR, click &lt;a href="http://www.garmusichall.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2KxEUAx3I/AAAAAAAAAyE/gjbxzeLDJ4Q/s1600-h/IMG_4835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2KxEUAx3I/AAAAAAAAAyE/gjbxzeLDJ4Q/s400/IMG_4835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236994517277656946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were folk dances and belly dances with painted faces on the bellies. we find it cute and amusing as the 'boy' and 'girl' kisses. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2KxQUPEvI/AAAAAAAAAyM/p66NznHyhn8/s1600-h/IMG_4855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2KxQUPEvI/AAAAAAAAAyM/p66NznHyhn8/s400/IMG_4855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236994520499819250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting my fave.. belly dancing. she's so steamy hot.. man.. i wished i had that flexi bod of hers.&lt;br /&gt;there's the last segment where a multi-lingual guy came out and sang songs of multi-languages and countries. the waiter did ask us where we are from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we realised what's it for... the guy will sing ur country folk songs!&lt;br /&gt;we started wondering wat song he will sing for singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in our disbelief, he sang &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"we are singapore, we will stand together hear the lion roar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have NO IDEA our reaction. we burst out laughter!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he also sang &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"rasa sayang HEY RASA SAYANG SAYANG HEY..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really got us laughing and singing along!&lt;br /&gt;OMG! he's good!!! almost every country, he knew wat song tickles them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2KxWacxpI/AAAAAAAAAyU/PDPSHiW4JU4/s1600-h/IMG_4861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2KxWacxpI/AAAAAAAAAyU/PDPSHiW4JU4/s400/IMG_4861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236994522136495762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the topkapi palace which has maze of buildings - focal point of the ottoman empire between 15th and 19th centuries. we can c how the sultans and their court lived and governed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this palace has become a gallery of precious imperial collections and we can see how different the turkish deem as luxuries. they love the dark precious stones and gold as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing that truly amazed me was the medieval manuscripts in the pavilion of the holy mantle that enshrines the relics of the prophet mohammed brought to istanbul where the ottomans assumed the caliphate of islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It houses the cloak of the prophet Muhammad, his sword, one tooth, a hair of his beard, his battle sabres, an autographed letter and other relics which are known as the Sacred Trusts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was AMAZING! I GO WOW! SURE ANOT!!!!!!!! (no offence to muslim friends but really an eye opener) these things are really old and can last for so long for me to c with my naked eye is UNBELIEVABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just something different from the european culture for once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gates of salutation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2Xm_GFtnI/AAAAAAAAAyc/m4h7uLV5kKE/s1600-h/IMG_5008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2Xm_GFtnI/AAAAAAAAAyc/m4h7uLV5kKE/s400/IMG_5008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008637729551986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice tulips :P with the tower of justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2XnTUhtWI/AAAAAAAAAyk/cQU_f1Wb3Y8/s1600-h/IMG_5021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2XnTUhtWI/AAAAAAAAAyk/cQU_f1Wb3Y8/s400/IMG_5021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008643158816098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see the sea of mamara! how lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2Xn2mYdvI/AAAAAAAAAys/czIntfqOVfQ/s1600-h/CIMG2518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2Xn2mYdvI/AAAAAAAAAys/czIntfqOVfQ/s400/CIMG2518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008652628948722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice flowers :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2XoC6nEtI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_pfz4ZX99uQ/s1600-h/CIMG2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2XoC6nEtI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_pfz4ZX99uQ/s400/CIMG2526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008655935017682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we paid more to enter the harem, the secluded quarters of wives, concubines and children of the sultan. &lt;br /&gt;this is the sultan's sink made of gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2XonunfnI/AAAAAAAAAy8/rI4EWTyjKq8/s1600-h/IMG_5084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2XonunfnI/AAAAAAAAAy8/rI4EWTyjKq8/s400/IMG_5084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008665816825458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a few turkish girls came up to us and wanted to take a foto with us because to them, we are different.&lt;br /&gt;felt like celebrities at that time :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2lE_mBEbI/AAAAAAAAAzE/dqTncUotggA/s1600-h/IMG_5012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2lE_mBEbI/AAAAAAAAAzE/dqTncUotggA/s400/IMG_5012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237023446910702002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fave tulips combi: white and red.&lt;br /&gt;because....&lt;br /&gt;it's our singapore flag colour! LIKE REAL! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2lFCFXjaI/AAAAAAAAAzM/GIaoslFBiIE/s1600-h/IMG_5121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2lFCFXjaI/AAAAAAAAAzM/GIaoslFBiIE/s400/IMG_5121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237023447579069858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day, we went on a cruise....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2lGMG_BUI/AAAAAAAAAzk/tLzGFfc3MLo/s1600-h/IMG_5191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2lGMG_BUI/AAAAAAAAAzk/tLzGFfc3MLo/s400/IMG_5191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237023467450074434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw the Dolmabahce and Beylerbeyi Palaces, Ottoman summer mansions and Ortakoy mosque, the defensive Rumeli Fortress and Bosphorus Bridge - one of the world's largest suspension bridges. look below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this fortress reminded me of The Great wall of china small version and it's built in 1452.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wBfzOPtI/AAAAAAAAA0E/IWfbeRfQF80/s1600-h/CIMG2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wBfzOPtI/AAAAAAAAA0E/IWfbeRfQF80/s400/CIMG2585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237035481464454866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wAogFmgI/AAAAAAAAAzs/eah_n_uxJd0/s1600-h/IMG_5222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wAogFmgI/AAAAAAAAAzs/eah_n_uxJd0/s400/IMG_5222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237035466620246530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wA6noicI/AAAAAAAAAz0/BVVYC2YGMx0/s1600-h/IMG_5234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wA6noicI/AAAAAAAAAz0/BVVYC2YGMx0/s400/IMG_5234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237035471483734466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosphorus Bridge really reminds me of san francisco bridge!&lt;br /&gt;I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wBvlsvnI/AAAAAAAAA0M/3xxCz_wd4Ck/s1600-h/IMG_5239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wBvlsvnI/AAAAAAAAA0M/3xxCz_wd4Ck/s400/IMG_5239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237035485702700658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wA7C8I4I/AAAAAAAAAz8/lFJ9mTNpB8k/s1600-h/IMG_5238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2wA7C8I4I/AAAAAAAAAz8/lFJ9mTNpB8k/s400/IMG_5238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237035471598265218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here we are at the golden horn!&lt;br /&gt;it divides the European istanbul and one of best natural habours in the world (dun play play)&lt;br /&gt;beautiful views! soon later, we took a cable car down the hill and realised there were cemeteries downhill!&lt;br /&gt;as from far, they look like little mininature houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zkGYJRiI/AAAAAAAAA0U/CXvuNNqv8rg/s1600-h/CIMG2605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zkGYJRiI/AAAAAAAAA0U/CXvuNNqv8rg/s400/CIMG2605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237039374470301218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zket7YVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qqqL6LlnA6E/s1600-h/CIMG2604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zket7YVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/qqqL6LlnA6E/s400/CIMG2604.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237039381004116306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we arrived at the famous Dolmabahce palace, built in the mid-19th century. so it's relatively 'new' compared to the other palaces we went. no regrets, it's really beautiful and european style with many chandelier and astonished me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zlnz0aTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/0G1b-9_lDrA/s1600-h/CIMG2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zlnz0aTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/0G1b-9_lDrA/s400/CIMG2612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237039400624613682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing very unique is that we have to wear plastic pink covers over our shoes so we wun make the carpet dirty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zmGFO9cI/AAAAAAAAA0s/0XnNRHcaIvk/s1600-h/IMG_5282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zmGFO9cI/AAAAAAAAA0s/0XnNRHcaIvk/s400/IMG_5282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237039408750720450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my fave room! so princessy &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zmqoyKrI/AAAAAAAAA00/GU5EkHKYT7g/s1600-h/IMG_5303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK2zmqoyKrI/AAAAAAAAA00/GU5EkHKYT7g/s400/IMG_5303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237039418563504818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was royalty, royalty, royalty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26nLX36oI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/sMS1Uw0Pr9Y/s1600-h/IMG_5292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26nLX36oI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/sMS1Uw0Pr9Y/s400/IMG_5292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237047123932342914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this section of the main hall in the palace for big events like entertaining guests of the sultan.&lt;br /&gt;and there's a pathway on top like a viewing gallery and this is where it is.&lt;br /&gt;it was known that the sultan's concubines and queens can't be present for such events but can only peep thru to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women have always been the inferior party deprived of such privileges. look at how times have changed, tables have also turned. YES, IT'S OUR TIME TO REIGN! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pic is to show how at that time they would have seen from the little glass window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26nvUmomI/AAAAAAAAA1g/DMdocI7Pu-w/s1600-h/IMG_5296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26nvUmomI/AAAAAAAAA1g/DMdocI7Pu-w/s400/IMG_5296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237047133582303842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main hall which look really grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26oWSVitI/AAAAAAAAA1w/qu3TWsNDxoo/s1600-h/IMG_5307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26oWSVitI/AAAAAAAAA1w/qu3TWsNDxoo/s400/IMG_5307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237047144041777874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magnificent gate! to think we were on the cruise few hrs back in the sea looking at this gate. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26n2zAwoI/AAAAAAAAA1o/-qiEkgEczFM/s1600-h/IMG_5315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26n2zAwoI/AAAAAAAAA1o/-qiEkgEczFM/s400/IMG_5315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237047135588893314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice view again of the bridge at the camlica hill - highest point of istanbul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26pGJDtnI/AAAAAAAAA14/3gG5slXwxdU/s1600-h/IMG_5325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK26pGJDtnI/AAAAAAAAA14/3gG5slXwxdU/s400/IMG_5325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237047156887762546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the tour, we are so shagged out! because the weather was like 30deg. yea U may think, singapore can be hotter but hello, we have been experience at most 20deg in holland for the past 3 mths! not used to it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if I should blog this but I thought it's funny so sherman, I pray you dun read this or any NUS professors :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like this:&lt;br /&gt;we were on an academic tour. no, not educational but ACADEMIC. &lt;br /&gt;let me explain, there were so many professors in the tour!&lt;br /&gt;taiwan profs, US profs and of coz, closer to home, an NUS prof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found out and told sherman in the bus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"eh you know she's from NUS and a prof!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his reply was, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;" why is she on holiday? isn't this time exam period for students? that's quite irresponsible to enjoy while students are trying to get her to help them for exams!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem is he spoke really loud!&lt;br /&gt;we just shrug it off and laughed it off, harmless one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next thing we got down. the professor approached sherman.. and told him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I heard what you said and I'm telling you that I am responsible"&lt;/span&gt; something like that.&lt;br /&gt;she was angry, I can see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were like, "OH SHIT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offence here but it was a very harmless remark from sherman i feel but still I wanna capture this incident down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to a famous seafood area where they say it's good in istanbul.&lt;br /&gt;it has nice ambience of music BUT! i think it's just like the boat quay of Singapore where tourists can get CARROT. &lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, since we are here why not? but something terrible happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29Z3aPM0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/QHdWMzWKvUE/s1600-h/CIMG2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29Z3aPM0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/QHdWMzWKvUE/s400/CIMG2630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237050193770132290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29aCQG43I/AAAAAAAAA2I/L5WPGqcvU5I/s1600-h/IMG_5331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29aCQG43I/AAAAAAAAA2I/L5WPGqcvU5I/s400/IMG_5331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237050196680434546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29adLzTeI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/93yYdNDMgqI/s1600-h/IMG_5332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29adLzTeI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/93yYdNDMgqI/s400/IMG_5332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237050203910131170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THE food was so-so only but what's astonishing is the SERVICE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;there were so many restaurants to choose from so we decided to go for the best deal or the lowest prices.&lt;br /&gt;In istanbul, there's always a 'salesman' stationed outside to 'pull' customers in. he must look good, talk well and able to bring in people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we have the best LIAR.. who told sherman there will be free dessert, free drinks, 20% disc for our bill.&lt;br /&gt;naturally, we floated in.... i mean HELLO, SINGAPOREAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a bad feeling of being lied but anyhow, we decided to have a feast.&lt;br /&gt;also rush of time, we asked for the bill early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to our shock, they billed us like 30-50euros more! and NO 20%, NO FREE DESSERT, NO FREE DRINKS.&lt;br /&gt;geez, sherman then showed his furious side of him that got me speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"fuck off this dessert!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt; i mean in CAPS.. shouting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he calculated for the waiter... breaking down amt by amt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"you go and learn your maths!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this boss-like-figure came out.. and told sherman to SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherman being a boss himself, replied with eyes popped out, " YOU THEN SHUT UP!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEZ, i was scared we might be followed, slaughtered and maybe cornered by some gangster in some foreign land!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was HILARIOUS. i wanted to laugh but i have to be angry else sherman is going to kill me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like STUNNED... such thing .. such anger.. such a guy like sherman :P&lt;br /&gt;but respect, he helped us earn that justice of saving 30 euros or more...&lt;br /&gt;of coz, he threw 80 euros on the table and we run away with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we hurrily got in a cab and indulge in turkish massage!&lt;br /&gt;after such agitations, we need to calm ourselves like NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met really nice people at the massage area called &lt;a href="http://www.suleymaniyehamami.com"&gt;suleymaniye complex&lt;/a&gt; which we schedule at 10pm. how cool rite?!&lt;br /&gt;it was AN EXPERIENCE OF A LIFETIME I tell u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29aj7ouLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/9KOOVzggMoE/s1600-h/CIMG2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29aj7ouLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/9KOOVzggMoE/s400/CIMG2634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237050205721376946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to wear bikini-like then proceeded to this dark room full with marble. the room has dim lights that shone from the top of the ceiling that looks like a dome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the room is heated up and we are suppose to lie on the marble. the turkish bath place was built since 1550  and cost 30 euros.&lt;br /&gt;soon after 30mins, there's this turkish hairy man who will bathe u (with bikini on of coz) with soap, exfoliate you with scrub and massage at the same time. the bathe took 20min but it felt like HEAVEN! the massage was really really good. he knew where to press and put pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherman was also handled by a man :X which he so hate.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we are wrapped up like the pic u c above then proceed to rest in an area serving drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so SHOIK! i still crave for it. must go again!&lt;br /&gt;they even send us back by transportation~ worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the pic of our metropolis owner (owned by the brothers, he's one of them) very nice and very good-looking ;) &lt;br /&gt;he's the trickster who tried to fool me -.-" from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29a3ETULI/AAAAAAAAA2g/O9J0xV-g0vI/s1600-h/CIMG2646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SK29a3ETULI/AAAAAAAAA2g/O9J0xV-g0vI/s400/CIMG2646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237050210857996466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here ends my turkey istanbul trip... I wished I had more time to explore other parts of turkey like the princes' islands, the great bursa, cappadocia dreams, ephesus and pergamum which all need more than 2 days just to travel out! and one more place to see the cotton castle.. google it! it's breathtaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one place near istanbul that i really wanted to go is gallipoli where we can c TROY! the trojan horse!&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big fan of achilles and the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brad pitt.... drools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates soon!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took 3 days to blog this entry.. 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I graduated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of coz, accompanying are photos for remembrance :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_T2qfxAI/AAAAAAAAAss/9dq0tc_5bK0/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_T2qfxAI/AAAAAAAAAss/9dq0tc_5bK0/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236489339560510466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fave jumping shots with char, aijia and huiteng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_UO1YLXI/AAAAAAAAAs0/1K8Bf0CWRps/s1600-h/DSC_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_UO1YLXI/AAAAAAAAAs0/1K8Bf0CWRps/s400/DSC_0250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236489346048601458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moolahz! kq, char, zx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_UkB0KxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/a-Ng4aO1tG0/s1600-h/DSC_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_UkB0KxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/a-Ng4aO1tG0/s400/DSC_0441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236489351737912082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me acting spastic but crazily happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_U9pqGBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/jYp0e2kf4Co/s1600-h/DSC_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_U9pqGBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/jYp0e2kf4Co/s400/DSC_0492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236489358615910418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and bear having OUR moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_Va50PVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/4z6p2QAjidk/s1600-h/DSC_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_Va50PVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/4z6p2QAjidk/s400/DSC_0499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236489366468312402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hall with kenneth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKvAZSgPu9I/AAAAAAAAAtU/sFQao69Qulo/s1600-h/DSC_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKvAZSgPu9I/AAAAAAAAAtU/sFQao69Qulo/s400/DSC_0637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236490532444683218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the 3 yrs of hard work, pain, mugging through the nite, endless arguments with group mates, happily working with people, building bonds with professors and classmates, laughing thru the whole lecture, sleeping in tutorials without getting caught, staying in beloved hall where I get my peace, walking from north to south to north and south, having good chats during breaks, queuing for food, late for classes, taking notes, borrowing notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss NTU a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the convo.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for my exchange trips - total of 3.. in china, SMU and netherlands.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me pay so much!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for believing me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for that glorious moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKvDYL93sjI/AAAAAAAAAtk/zQ0pSNWOULE/s1600-h/DSC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKvDYL93sjI/AAAAAAAAAtk/zQ0pSNWOULE/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236493812044902962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. deciding to the next phase in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DE WORK LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quote this from Daoxing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"the thing about in the rat race is even if you win, you will be still a rat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true! no offence to rat lovers but the metaphor is you will be still just someone looking for means to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is COMPETITION?&lt;br /&gt;I guess no end to comparisons.&lt;br /&gt;there will be always someone earning more, having a better status, leading just a BETTER LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here I am, a little rat trying to find the cheese in this rat race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, a rat community.&lt;br /&gt;everyone trying to be the 1st in the society, showing the moolahz or worse, throwing the moolahz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have job offers.&lt;br /&gt;too low, I reject.&lt;br /&gt;I broke my bond coz it's not something I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, not rich... but I'm glad to have supportive parents who always at my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then here, comes the critical question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONEY OR INTEREST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people tell me FUTURE most important.&lt;br /&gt;a platform to progress, to grow.&lt;br /&gt;but geez, who knows the future?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money is a motivating factor but so is interest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can have money but I feel like SHIT working. isn't that worse?&lt;br /&gt;I guess after hearing, seeing people who tell me... being in the line for a few yrs and realised this is not their cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we are STILL YOUNG. really! 25 is still young. room for mistakes, room for changes, room for decisions.&lt;br /&gt;to find out what we really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad at every interview I went. I take home something more as they tell me of themselves who was completely in a different field before accomplishing of where they are today, doing a TOTALLY DIFFERENT thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so question again, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONEY OR INTEREST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finance vs media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finance is interesting.. after being reading up so much. I guess it's dumb to have money coming in but not growing it.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I grew up in tat environment where parents use their money for other investment purposes.&lt;br /&gt;and here I am today, using the money that they planted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media is my passion... I took marketing in Diploma and Degree. that says ALOT! marketing is my love, my air, my food. everywhere I go, I notice ads, I think about them, I analyse them.&lt;br /&gt;yaya, SHOW OFF! haha but what I wanna say is, I breathe media. I wanna embrace it and own it.&lt;br /&gt;pay is not as high as finance but I know I can do this. I mean not trying to be a smart aleck. what I learn in school maybe different at work. definitely letting room to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the old roots, will they have judgements on me? will they expect alot on me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, expectations expectations.&lt;br /&gt;risk and uncertainties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what now again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONEY OR INTEREST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. God does exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he have been helping me... and I am thankful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of my grandmother who was a christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was smiling :)&lt;br /&gt;made me smile too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can it be a sign? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he's going to help me in this life decision, I will believe in him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I am definitely having the tiny leap of faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-8402672386830064791?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8402672386830064791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=8402672386830064791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8402672386830064791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8402672386830064791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/08/havin-tiny-leap-of-faith.html' title='Havin&apos; the tiny leap of faith..'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKu_T2qfxAI/AAAAAAAAAss/9dq0tc_5bK0/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-4222194562234367034</id><published>2008-08-20T02:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T03:55:39.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>UK trip - Windsor &amp; Reading</title><content type='html'>There will be 3 posts on my UK trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a long post but worth reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped over at windsor and reading in my trip to London because of Jess.&lt;br /&gt;and ger, dunno if u r reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really enjoyed ur companion and ur bringing us ard in both of these trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jess who promised to bring us to windsor castle in her car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXq6jvzwI/AAAAAAAAAq0/BORN_S1gdc0/s1600-h/IMG_4496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXq6jvzwI/AAAAAAAAAq0/BORN_S1gdc0/s400/IMG_4496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236305017789468418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with jess! the ever guide, the ever driver.&lt;br /&gt;she's really a good driver I must say &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXrbE6xhI/AAAAAAAAAq8/mgUfU7qLA8Q/s1600-h/IMG_4507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXrbE6xhI/AAAAAAAAAq8/mgUfU7qLA8Q/s400/IMG_4507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236305026518533650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in windsor castle. i really love it! i thought it's one of the nicest decent castle I've been. I mean that was before I went to germany fairytale castle so not counted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess was telling us that windsor castle is still patronised by queen elizabeth, prince william etc.&lt;br /&gt;wow! got us excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can we c them? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she say they will be here sometimes in the winter. dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXrgG22AI/AAAAAAAAArE/oiIbuF_dlUM/s1600-h/England++064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXrgG22AI/AAAAAAAAArE/oiIbuF_dlUM/s400/England++064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236305027868841986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXr2IbXjI/AAAAAAAAArM/a539VmyNq8g/s1600-h/England++010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXr2IbXjI/AAAAAAAAArM/a539VmyNq8g/s400/England++010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236305033781009970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this place is so HEAVILY GUARDED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"hello, prince williams are u inside?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come out leh! I wanna c u! :P~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc4ol45fI/AAAAAAAAArc/0an-8-HMpbo/s1600-h/IMG_4519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc4ol45fI/AAAAAAAAArc/0an-8-HMpbo/s400/IMG_4519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236310751042921970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went into windsor castle and learned alot abt the England's history and saw photos of queen elizabeth and the husband during younger days and their engagement ring, wedding stuffs etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXsWh0jSI/AAAAAAAAArU/dI4Z12cPGyA/s1600-h/IMG_4514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXsWh0jSI/AAAAAAAAArU/dI4Z12cPGyA/s400/IMG_4514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236305042477452578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is secretly taken! the arms of honor is countless!!!!!! on the ceiling...check it out!&lt;br /&gt;I think it's to honor every general or soldier?&lt;br /&gt;I took a guide but this is too darn long ago to remember :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc4--ZQwI/AAAAAAAAArk/QHfhmZOleuo/s1600-h/England++007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc4--ZQwI/AAAAAAAAArk/QHfhmZOleuo/s400/England++007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236310757051286274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;area out of bounds to tourists and we are trying our luck (again) to see if we can c..&lt;br /&gt;OUR PRINCE WILLIAMS! :P~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc5W9oNVI/AAAAAAAAArs/uY68SJukLFk/s1600-h/England++006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc5W9oNVI/AAAAAAAAArs/uY68SJukLFk/s400/England++006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236310763490522450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiTuujZJI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Y69OTVPqZmE/s1600-h/England++004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiTuujZJI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Y69OTVPqZmE/s400/England++004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236316714104480914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this leads to the dollhouse. woohoo I love the doll house.&lt;br /&gt;so specially made.. and very exquisite.&lt;br /&gt;as being a barbie doll sucker from young, i really enjoy looking at the details placed in the dollhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also wowed by the many toys and luxuries the princesses have.&lt;br /&gt;geez, SOME PEOPLE HAVE ALL THE LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc5ugTYkI/AAAAAAAAAr0/FhN-PTi1QHo/s1600-h/IMG_4530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc5ugTYkI/AAAAAAAAAr0/FhN-PTi1QHo/s400/IMG_4530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236310769809973826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and MR FLUFFY! a term given by Jess coz his hat is so fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;and I was all trying to make him move.. his eyeballs were moving around though.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc6IgT0gI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Krewe1Z9PBw/s1600-h/England++061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsc6IgT0gI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Krewe1Z9PBw/s400/England++061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236310776789324290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad.. wanted to go to legoland in windsor and prince william college. &lt;br /&gt;ALOT OF PROSPECTS THERE! could have met my future husband or prince charming there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? because we were stuck in this traffic jam for 4 hrs? ya! in UK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to rush back to london to watch yet another cheap musical but because of the jam, we din :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to go reading... to check out Jess area of stay.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to her, we went to reading biggest shopping mall&lt;br /&gt;yay! and created damages with thanks to her student's discount card so might as well, why not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the damage was 150 euros... omg.. that's like ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to buy KRISPY KREMES!&lt;br /&gt;gees, now looking at them, make me droool more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss krispy kreme! but I must say, those from USA from kenneth were better :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsAup6OvMI/AAAAAAAAAqA/W48NkSUNisA/s1600-h/IMG_4559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsAup6OvMI/AAAAAAAAAqA/W48NkSUNisA/s400/IMG_4559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236279793272405186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I was introduced to nando's and OMG!&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE NANDO'S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat so special about nando's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiUB2ky5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/2QTccGbAZoA/s1600-h/IMG_4555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiUB2ky5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/2QTccGbAZoA/s400/IMG_4555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236316719238400914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they customised the spicyness level for u&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, being away from singapore close to 3 mths.&lt;br /&gt;nothing can be as good as this (at that time!)&lt;br /&gt;it was like heaven on FIRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYEA, spicy mama.. come to me!&lt;br /&gt;it was more of indian spicee but GIVE IT TO ME! I DUN CARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiUXYYjOI/AAAAAAAAAsU/4y73WyLRz0Y/s1600-h/IMG_4550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiUXYYjOI/AAAAAAAAAsU/4y73WyLRz0Y/s400/IMG_4550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236316725017349346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE's the sauce to add more. i thot.. it will not be spicy since we've tried the spicy one in europe and can't beat our spoiled taste buds but NANDO'S is different. it was HOT, HOT,HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*licks* perri perrri!!!! haha.. shit.. i miss nando's :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiUpaQu-I/AAAAAAAAAsc/AWQVZWmpges/s1600-h/IMG_4551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiUpaQu-I/AAAAAAAAAsc/AWQVZWmpges/s400/IMG_4551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236316729857063906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was time to go home.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyea, u dunno wat's jess car model rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is.........&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;YEA! WHAT A RIDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiUxwUJ1I/AAAAAAAAAsk/21_Dhrys4LA/s1600-h/IMG_4558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsiUxwUJ1I/AAAAAAAAAsk/21_Dhrys4LA/s400/IMG_4558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236316732097046354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jokin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAMIN' only... it was parked outside nando's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c... we already beginning to eat like the rich..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lOVELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to comeee... what's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISTANBUL TURKEY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-4222194562234367034?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4222194562234367034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=4222194562234367034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4222194562234367034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4222194562234367034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/08/uk-trip-windsor-reading.html' title='UK trip - Windsor &amp; Reading'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsXq6jvzwI/AAAAAAAAAq0/BORN_S1gdc0/s72-c/IMG_4496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-4412899674738404117</id><published>2008-08-19T20:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T02:24:07.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uk trip - London</title><content type='html'>Here goes my London trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I must say... I feel ALIVE in London despite being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's chaotic, noisy, polluted, cold and totally crowded but still, I love it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSICALS, FASHION, SHOPPING, NIGHTLIFE, JESS, JACKY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabulous so let's start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our beautiful hotel room for 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDjQ3wqBI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FzC4Jav0vqU/s1600-h/IMG_4389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDjQ3wqBI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FzC4Jav0vqU/s400/IMG_4389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236212527363303442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our hotel neighbourhood which apparently is a high class street which lived the rich and important people like the bishops.&lt;br /&gt;I believe it's kensington st but I can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDjUQzg9I/AAAAAAAAAoA/E6LUJYwGtpg/s1600-h/IMG_4390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDjUQzg9I/AAAAAAAAAoA/E6LUJYwGtpg/s400/IMG_4390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236212528273654738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us in the london tube with jacky.&lt;br /&gt;heard london tube is very very old and indeed very noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDjphBd7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/H7OMWn4UQOs/s1600-h/England++055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDjphBd7I/AAAAAAAAAoI/H7OMWn4UQOs/s400/England++055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236212533978822578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ever famous big ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDjwUGAqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/2uvl4oyu_2E/s1600-h/IMG_4399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDjwUGAqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/2uvl4oyu_2E/s400/IMG_4399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236212535803642530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;westminister abbey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDklx4j1I/AAAAAAAAAoY/MbaDW5Got7k/s1600-h/IMG_4418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDklx4j1I/AAAAAAAAAoY/MbaDW5Got7k/s400/IMG_4418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236212550155669330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the london eye in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW2n3WvjI/AAAAAAAAAog/Aan1WRStm4c/s1600-h/England++088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW2n3WvjI/AAAAAAAAAog/Aan1WRStm4c/s400/England++088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236233750674062898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parliament house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the nitty gritty structure of the skeleton. amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW3dY0tnI/AAAAAAAAAoo/J-eYxbDDlgM/s1600-h/IMG_4425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW3dY0tnI/AAAAAAAAAoo/J-eYxbDDlgM/s400/IMG_4425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236233765041518194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW3YPdlhI/AAAAAAAAAow/5w9Ei1zwGvU/s1600-h/England++082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW3YPdlhI/AAAAAAAAAow/5w9Ei1zwGvU/s400/England++082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236233763660076562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know how we used to sing, "London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down?"&lt;br /&gt;this is very true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is ACTUAL LONDON BRIDGE. indeed it fell down and now in Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;this is the another structure to replace it. geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW30CYJGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_tmZMWY__tc/s1600-h/IMG_4436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW30CYJGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_tmZMWY__tc/s400/IMG_4436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236233771121386594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the london tower bridge or so we thot this is the ever famous london bridge we've been dreaming and singing for years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW4D9wbNI/AAAAAAAAApA/J9cRgBB_SII/s1600-h/England++078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrW4D9wbNI/AAAAAAAAApA/J9cRgBB_SII/s400/England++078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236233775396973778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKr2I9ShpcI/AAAAAAAAApI/n5_7SEy-ZKY/s1600-h/England++070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKr2I9ShpcI/AAAAAAAAApI/n5_7SEy-ZKY/s400/England++070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236268150523274690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the british museum.. heard alot of treasures around the world especially from egypt. &lt;br /&gt;geez missed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKr2JIeBErI/AAAAAAAAApQ/B8X4S1Ub3qM/s1600-h/IMG_4467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKr2JIeBErI/AAAAAAAAApQ/B8X4S1Ub3qM/s400/IMG_4467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236268153524261554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jess and jacky. they made my travel more worthwhile and enriching!&lt;br /&gt;this restaurant is really interesting as they charge the bill the time u went to eat. so for e.g. u go there at 5.30pm, they will charge ur meal at that time until 7pm i think. I think it's cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKr2Jn4HOFI/AAAAAAAAApY/8RAiV6EpzHE/s1600-h/England++067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKr2Jn4HOFI/AAAAAAAAApY/8RAiV6EpzHE/s400/England++067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236268161955215442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picadilly circus, the place where musicals come ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost went hysterical when I saw the list of musicals.&lt;br /&gt;as there were so many I wanted to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sound of music, mama mia, chicago, les miserables, wicked, hairspray, grease, we will rock you and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had only 2 nights!!! :( I WANTED TO WATCH all of them. no money, no time :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKr2JkqZZYI/AAAAAAAAApg/XBpfFZRz9VE/s1600-h/IMG_4478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKr2JkqZZYI/AAAAAAAAApg/XBpfFZRz9VE/s400/IMG_4478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236268161092380034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much deliberation and consideration, we went to leicester square and bought cheap tickets to Les Miserables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsAsxfDb_I/AAAAAAAAApo/PnQ2AQU4YRI/s1600-h/IMG_4480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsAsxfDb_I/AAAAAAAAApo/PnQ2AQU4YRI/s400/IMG_4480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236279760946163698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jess sat next to each other on the circle seats on top.&lt;br /&gt;it was reasonably cheap like 25 pounds and it was at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean what do u expect? it's really money and quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsAttXI69I/AAAAAAAAApw/VZJyxKEQrP0/s1600-h/IMG_4486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsAttXI69I/AAAAAAAAApw/VZJyxKEQrP0/s400/IMG_4486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236279777019096018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story plot was great. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;the singers were not bad but some rude people making stupid comments to the singers. disrespect!&lt;br /&gt;but it was still good :) though could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsAty68ZxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0avSMtcNRvQ/s1600-h/IMG_4488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsAty68ZxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/0avSMtcNRvQ/s400/IMG_4488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236279778511447826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On de last day, we went to Oxford st for shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Check out the london buses... we are in LONDON for sure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsLh39bjOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/8pLmef-hIgg/s1600-h/IMG_4574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsLh39bjOI/AAAAAAAAAqU/8pLmef-hIgg/s400/IMG_4574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236291668333530338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of must go places will be harrods. so we been there done that,&lt;br /&gt;expensive brands and as poor students, we just glaze around then we know let's get out and spend more time else where.&lt;br /&gt;it was then I know that princess diana was with Dodi, the son of mohamed al fayed who owns Harrods and unfortunately died in the car crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a mini memorial in the ground floor with candles and offerings to both princess diana and dodi.&lt;br /&gt;how sad... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsLiU_IuqI/AAAAAAAAAqc/moRjW4sYcqI/s1600-h/IMG_4564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsLiU_IuqI/AAAAAAAAAqc/moRjW4sYcqI/s400/IMG_4564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236291676125313698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushing against time, the guys were so excited to enter lillywhites which had reasonably cheap buys for guys. &lt;br /&gt;not that cheap in sg context but cheap in london. 2-30 pounds for shirts like nike, adidas, umbro, fila. i say it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a few for father and kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;something interesting though, they had a window display with someone on the trackmill who is trying to break some record for running the longest time in a team work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i wouldn't wanna be her. imagine the amt of people walking by to take a look at u like fishes in a fish tank.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting it's london in oxford st... the amt of people.. uncountably crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good marketing tactic to capture attention but my heartfelt goes out to the team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsListyjWI/AAAAAAAAAqk/2Jc5lpgtLoo/s1600-h/IMG_4570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsListyjWI/AAAAAAAAAqk/2Jc5lpgtLoo/s400/IMG_4570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236291682495008098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, I must at least buy something from topshop ( i mean it's made there! ) it's cheaper? maybe not really. but the RANGE AND VARIETIES can drive me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the amount of levels they have!&lt;br /&gt;in a building of top shop products.&lt;br /&gt;it's so advanced... they have style advisors for image (ok sg have too)&lt;br /&gt;nail bars as well&lt;br /&gt;blow dry bars&lt;br /&gt;even a concierge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when does shopping gets so sophiscated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in London, it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I was at each level... the amount of clothes they have.. geez.. I think I need 1 hr to see finish the racks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsLi4LNUyI/AAAAAAAAAqs/0_giCdIEFbU/s1600-h/IMG_4583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKsLi4LNUyI/AAAAAAAAAqs/0_giCdIEFbU/s400/IMG_4583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236291685571187490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Primark which I so hate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran like crazy chasing after the bus to go to airport.&lt;br /&gt;It was then I told myself, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why pay so little to fly by ryanair.com&lt;br /&gt;and rush like a mad dog, wasting time with buses, transiting with buses and airports and trains back and forth..&lt;br /&gt;when I can spend more time shopping in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-4412899674738404117?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4412899674738404117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=4412899674738404117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4412899674738404117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4412899674738404117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/08/uk-trip-london.html' title='Uk trip - London'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKrDjQ3wqBI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FzC4Jav0vqU/s72-c/IMG_4389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-1262369761781575510</id><published>2008-08-19T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:40:33.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UK trip - Edinburgh</title><content type='html'>How's everyone doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe I have been MIA and I promised that I will update my trips here but have not done so. I told myself I have to do it today by hook or by crook so here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;begins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my long overdue post on UK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to start blogging now.. since i have nothing better to do now. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently waiting for 2 companies to get back to me. one of which will be my future job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wun divulge until it's confirm so meanwhile, let's go on for this exchange journey of mine which is like way back few mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my UK journey starts with Edinburgh.&lt;br /&gt;we've heard so much abt UK being different frm other parts of Europe. not forgetting how powerful they were and are now still.&lt;br /&gt;Even the architectures, monuments and structures feels different.&lt;br /&gt;people are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnSGTR4CI/AAAAAAAAAkA/3duQLJ367UA/s1600-h/Scotland++156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnSGTR4CI/AAAAAAAAAkA/3duQLJ367UA/s400/Scotland++156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198815642984243234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived in backpack and str off to edinburgh castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little history to bore:&lt;br /&gt;this castle has been around for 3000 years and sought safety on the castle rock. &lt;br /&gt;In the middle ages, scotland and england were on wars and this castle was the chief royal castle  until 1566, it become like a garrison fortress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnSWTR4DI/AAAAAAAAAkI/A-eiNkniB3Y/s1600-h/Scotland++151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnSWTR4DI/AAAAAAAAAkI/A-eiNkniB3Y/s400/Scotland++151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198815647279210546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnSmTR4EI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/EjnJ4fXYvvE/s1600-h/Scotland++148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnSmTR4EI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/EjnJ4fXYvvE/s400/Scotland++148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198815651574177858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnS2TR4FI/AAAAAAAAAkY/h9FDiDMnoco/s1600-h/Scotland++143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnS2TR4FI/AAAAAAAAAkY/h9FDiDMnoco/s400/Scotland++143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198815655869145170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty obvious that the presence of the cannons act as a fortress, used as defences and so far, these are the most I've seen in my castles expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are only level 1, there are abt 4-5 levels if i remember correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnS2TR4GI/AAAAAAAAAkg/AiBJ9lo4MhU/s1600-h/Scotland++137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnS2TR4GI/AAAAAAAAAkg/AiBJ9lo4MhU/s400/Scotland++137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198815655869145186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and cannon having a good time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqtnGtGfOI/AAAAAAAAAk4/M3qx7XVdfeo/s1600-h/IMG_4271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqtnGtGfOI/AAAAAAAAAk4/M3qx7XVdfeo/s400/IMG_4271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236188404097907938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqtnKkrxtI/AAAAAAAAAlA/lIv4Y_39RMo/s1600-h/Scotland++132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqtnKkrxtI/AAAAAAAAAlA/lIv4Y_39RMo/s400/Scotland++132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236188405136344786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this and my heart sank. dogs' cemetaries.&lt;br /&gt;how sweet to cremate them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqtne4fttI/AAAAAAAAAlI/JLsFDb7Dt94/s1600-h/IMG_4275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqtne4fttI/AAAAAAAAAlI/JLsFDb7Dt94/s400/IMG_4275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236188410588149458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the gates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqv_vDrB0I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jT9_2AyKrRM/s1600-h/Scotland++127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqv_vDrB0I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jT9_2AyKrRM/s400/Scotland++127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236191026270111554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the great hall where the impressive swords on display&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqv_uH05yI/AAAAAAAAAlY/BjWN93vR8-M/s1600-h/IMG_4286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqv_uH05yI/AAAAAAAAAlY/BjWN93vR8-M/s400/IMG_4286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236191026019100450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our expensive lunch.. i mean that's the cheapest decent meal we can get!&lt;br /&gt;but I must say the scottish are one of the nicest and friendliest people we've met.&lt;br /&gt;looking at maps and people just come approaching us to help us, recommending us and guiding us without fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gees, felt so welcome there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqv_xVBdOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/yXX5oV5C6jE/s1600-h/Scotland++045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqv_xVBdOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/yXX5oV5C6jE/s400/Scotland++045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236191026879755490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, we decided to rent a car to drive up to the highlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backpacking and still so spoiled to drive! haha but we wanted to travel free and easy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqwAIbrXwI/AAAAAAAAAlo/U7N_02XwyZY/s1600-h/Scotland++120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKqwAIbrXwI/AAAAAAAAAlo/U7N_02XwyZY/s400/Scotland++120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236191033081683714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so of coz, let the guys navigate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlands beholddd!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way there.. i realised the clouds are sooooo LOW! i can almost touch them like cotton candies.. feel like licking them :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0W0sRNHI/AAAAAAAAAlw/wh9zwW35P3M/s1600-h/IMG_4320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0W0sRNHI/AAAAAAAAAlw/wh9zwW35P3M/s400/IMG_4320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236195820966065266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running across the empty grasslands and we are talking abt ABUNDANT. where can U find this in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, it was very cold at that time coz there were dark clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0XMWnFxI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Rsm6N63Y5HM/s1600-h/Scotland++116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0XMWnFxI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Rsm6N63Y5HM/s400/Scotland++116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236195827317675794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0XSB7OkI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Qm493IMW4JU/s1600-h/IMG_4335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0XSB7OkI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Qm493IMW4JU/s400/IMG_4335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236195828841527874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0Xu3JFmI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ATiXKtIarMg/s1600-h/IMG_4339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0Xu3JFmI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ATiXKtIarMg/s400/IMG_4339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236195836580927074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to scotch whiskey distillery and have a go at the different smoky level of scotch. look at the varieties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0Xrsjf7I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/TybToINz6ow/s1600-h/IMG_4346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq0Xrsjf7I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/TybToINz6ow/s400/IMG_4346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236195835731214258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had so much great plans for this journey. grabbed some bus/tour guides and wanted to travel to lochness, aberdeen and even another stirling castle, inverness, glens etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps, we need those guides. c the brochures and we go WOW, WE WANNA C THIS!&lt;br /&gt;but nahz... in the end, we screwed it all and decide to follow our guts instinct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not me, ask the driver and navigator. i was sleeping coz i was sick :(&lt;br /&gt;but guess where the wheels lead us to?&lt;br /&gt;an unknown, non-commercial like place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, cant remember the name but it was glen loch something.&lt;br /&gt;hect coz it was hell beautiful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq2MOFwyzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ah1DFFc7WSA/s1600-h/Scotland++029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq2MOFwyzI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ah1DFFc7WSA/s400/Scotland++029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236197837828574002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq2M4lru0I/AAAAAAAAAmg/zOoWEPaAPnA/s1600-h/Scotland++021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq2M4lru0I/AAAAAAAAAmg/zOoWEPaAPnA/s400/Scotland++021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236197849236749122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq2NF5Pk6I/AAAAAAAAAmo/mMJcWuv0z7o/s1600-h/IMG_4357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq2NF5Pk6I/AAAAAAAAAmo/mMJcWuv0z7o/s400/IMG_4357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236197852808450978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq2NVtngDI/AAAAAAAAAmw/GI2nHMNQwzc/s1600-h/IMG_4364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq2NVtngDI/AAAAAAAAAmw/GI2nHMNQwzc/s400/IMG_4364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236197857054654514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it started snowing! not really big flakes of snow but rain-like drizzies that solidified and landed all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq4UNwASvI/AAAAAAAAAm4/7X11wSFI0GI/s1600-h/IMG_4371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq4UNwASvI/AAAAAAAAAm4/7X11wSFI0GI/s400/IMG_4371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236200174199524082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like black riding hood :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another view that captivated me:&lt;br /&gt;queen's view and here's where I bought my fave butterscotch honey filled cookies! haiz Missed eating that so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq5o0h1SlI/AAAAAAAAAnA/D9KLNU0UU1M/s1600-h/Scotland++097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq5o0h1SlI/AAAAAAAAAnA/D9KLNU0UU1M/s400/Scotland++097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236201627718077010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long and winding road. loved it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq5pMO1HfI/AAAAAAAAAnI/SC6g8RP5o8w/s1600-h/IMG_4376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq5pMO1HfI/AAAAAAAAAnI/SC6g8RP5o8w/s400/IMG_4376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236201634080824818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow-capped mountains behind me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq5pAHEGNI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/-Fz66dsxgIE/s1600-h/Scotland++092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq5pAHEGNI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/-Fz66dsxgIE/s400/Scotland++092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236201630827026642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped by at this little small town. &lt;br /&gt;so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the row of houses with their nice landscape in front. &lt;br /&gt;so peaceful and serene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unbustling, undisturbed.&lt;br /&gt;can I live with that? maybe not but that moment, i really enjoy immersing in it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq7jS_AY-I/AAAAAAAAAnY/58EU-gmhpo4/s1600-h/Scotland++086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq7jS_AY-I/AAAAAAAAAnY/58EU-gmhpo4/s400/Scotland++086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236203731837543394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more grassland portraits before heading back to edinburgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U wun see but it was FRIGGING COLD when we took this pic because of the winds and dark clouds above us.&lt;br /&gt;it did not spare us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq7je290NI/AAAAAAAAAng/T887B0jzZ-Y/s1600-h/Scotland++080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq7je290NI/AAAAAAAAAng/T887B0jzZ-Y/s400/Scotland++080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236203735025045714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at tat time, i wanted the SUN so bad.&lt;br /&gt;my long lost sun friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq7jpeiLtI/AAAAAAAAAno/bBqvw9BJbi0/s1600-h/Scotland++081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq7jpeiLtI/AAAAAAAAAno/bBqvw9BJbi0/s400/Scotland++081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236203737875361490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a place called perth in the highlands and we were quite close but din have time else we will be travelling with nO LIGHTS! how scary, in a foreign land.. amidst the mountains. where u shout for help and noone to help u but the stars to guide u. no thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a memory of our rented car :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq7j5eAwaI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uonJOzW5klU/s1600-h/Scotland++078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SKq7j5eAwaI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uonJOzW5klU/s400/Scotland++078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236203742168138146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here marks the end of edinburgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely place.... not forgetting the highlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I love LOndon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY TUNE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-1262369761781575510?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1262369761781575510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=1262369761781575510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1262369761781575510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1262369761781575510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/08/uk-trip-edinburgh.html' title='UK trip - Edinburgh'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SCXnSGTR4CI/AAAAAAAAAkA/3duQLJ367UA/s72-c/Scotland++156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3319774931514581333</id><published>2008-07-20T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:25:59.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been 3 weeks...</title><content type='html'>Since i came back to my home, my country, my singapore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for the pre-national day mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I really miss singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sleeping upside down (i mean jet-laggedness) and slacking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deciding OK WHAT LIES AHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i pack, unpack, pack, unpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing through the damages and trying to woo myself out of debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to blog man! excuses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember what daryl told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"you will end up blogging abt ur trips in singapore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true enough. I have so much more to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself I will be diligent but this career option in my next chapt of my life is taunting me,killing me softly of what I wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;PROSPECTS.&lt;br /&gt;WORK ENVIRONMENT.&lt;br /&gt;DRESSING. yes, dressing too..&lt;br /&gt;WORK LOCATION.&lt;br /&gt;JOB SCOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money is still my no.1 consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so HUNGRY. and no, porridge wun satisfy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat have i been upto?&lt;br /&gt;interviews&lt;br /&gt;packing (i mentioned)&lt;br /&gt;driving lessons&lt;br /&gt;watched my girl.&lt;br /&gt;watching other shows. list too long&lt;br /&gt;spending time with my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;enjoying&lt;br /&gt;partying&lt;br /&gt;drinking :P&lt;br /&gt;scandaling? haha nahz :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that totally sums up my july itinerary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up is to complete my exchange trips of my miscellaneous trips in europe.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, U WILL LOVE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pig-tures galore sooon.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3319774931514581333?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3319774931514581333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3319774931514581333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3319774931514581333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3319774931514581333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-3-weeks.html' title='it&apos;s been 3 weeks...'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-859278984697332399</id><published>2008-05-21T01:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T03:34:23.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming to an end...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SDMmaTq6HjI/AAAAAAAAAko/xMUrue-ty1M/s1600-h/IMG_3721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SDMmaTq6HjI/AAAAAAAAAko/xMUrue-ty1M/s400/IMG_3721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202544227941752370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a mixed feeling really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going back end June probably 25 June but yet the feeling is neither exhilarated or excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, I miss Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family, my dogs, my friends, the food, the life, the shopping etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I know for sure I will miss Maastricht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht is peaceful. Maastricht has cobbled streets! Maastricht has laughter of kids, footsteps (&amp;poos) of dogs. &lt;br /&gt;Maastricht is small and everywhere is accessible by foot. Yay! Singapore is small too but who the hell "walk" in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht is very expensive. everything is like double.&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht has a high population of old people and students.&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht has no life. let me clarify: no clubbing scene but de alla makes us all happy and high :)&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht shopping is not bad really.&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht has great belgium waffles.&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht has attractions i've yet to experience. &lt;br /&gt;Maastricht has good chinese food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht has all what I asked for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v191/250/36/762633905/n762633905_581564_4333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v191/250/36/762633905/n762633905_581564_4333.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo with courtesy from facebook group "hoi maastricht"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days spent will be unforgettable. I made friends and friends I will treasure.&lt;br /&gt;The walk..... the path of where I pass to school.&lt;br /&gt;The sunrise and sunset in maastricht shining through my window.&lt;br /&gt;The cold, ohyes the cold...unbearable but almost missed it when the sun is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned so much here... being away from home.&lt;br /&gt;that NOT EVERYONE is the same and not that anyone can take shit from u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we are humans.&lt;br /&gt;we will miss home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht, a unique on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SDMmazq6HkI/AAAAAAAAAkw/6bhKJMWh7T8/s1600-h/IMG_3717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SDMmazq6HkI/AAAAAAAAAkw/6bhKJMWh7T8/s400/IMG_3717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202544236531686978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to discover holland to other cities like amsterdam, eindhoven, utrecht, den haag, den bosch, rotterdam but ask me again, which is the best city?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht, my 2nd home&lt;br /&gt;and home will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resident will be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe in the later years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-859278984697332399?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/859278984697332399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=859278984697332399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/859278984697332399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/859278984697332399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/05/coming-to-end.html' title='coming to an end...'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SDMmaTq6HjI/AAAAAAAAAko/xMUrue-ty1M/s72-c/IMG_3721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3317295597961199714</id><published>2008-04-23T06:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T06:39:16.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She did Singaporeans proud</title><content type='html'>ling86 composed a music and posted in youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the power of internet&lt;br /&gt;this is a Singaporean &lt;br /&gt;singing so beautifully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captured my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bUY8iT525yQ&amp;hl=zh_TW"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bUY8iT525yQ&amp;hl=zh_TW" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the song! larkin step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God he turned and walked away&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't think of what to say&lt;br /&gt;when plane engines fall through your roof&lt;br /&gt;and I broke my knee while walking down the street that I live in&lt;br /&gt;While no one was passing by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Life moves along and it trickles down the cheeks of every beautiful boy&lt;br /&gt;Time comes along and it breaks every bone in your spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the flight of night&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia strikes and hopes alight&lt;br /&gt;We set ourselves up to fall&lt;br /&gt;So we stargaze and we write down all the things that we'll do&lt;br /&gt;Fall into the river our pockets full of stones&lt;br /&gt;Full of stones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright, 2007&lt;br /&gt;ling86&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: life updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Istanbul and tons to read! no time to blog abt UK and London trip.&lt;br /&gt;I will post soon k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile check out this space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope my dearest huggies can start eating soon coz his tooth dropped and can't eat for days. sobz&lt;br /&gt;he's so cute. my poor dog, toothache also dunno how to tell and show.&lt;br /&gt;he must have been suffering. somemore he's so greedy now can only swallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father went for eye operation. OMG! luckily it's not so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so worried.  :( hope i can go home soon but meanwhile time for studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3317295597961199714?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3317295597961199714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3317295597961199714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3317295597961199714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3317295597961199714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/she-did-singaporeans-proud.html' title='She did Singaporeans proud'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6702214540648988144</id><published>2008-04-15T06:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T07:07:57.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snowing in maastricht</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SAPiWFrnHnI/AAAAAAAAAjo/lO5anjem3VA/s1600-h/IMG_4213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SAPiWFrnHnI/AAAAAAAAAjo/lO5anjem3VA/s400/IMG_4213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189240064771038834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the weather change from winter to spring&lt;br /&gt;and amazingly cold&lt;br /&gt;til it snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from UK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to post fotos and blog abt it coz it will be a long post and this thursday I am going to istanbul then monday will be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now, snowy pics! outside my window:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SAPiklrnHoI/AAAAAAAAAjw/tdi7T_JD4YM/s1600-h/IMG_4222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SAPiklrnHoI/AAAAAAAAAjw/tdi7T_JD4YM/s400/IMG_4222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189240313879142018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my view outside my guesthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by morning, the snow has fallen on the cars and form a certain white winter land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't resist putting my hand out since I can't be out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SAPi21rnHpI/AAAAAAAAAj4/0Jkf5Dqevv8/s1600-h/IMG_4228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SAPi21rnHpI/AAAAAAAAAj4/0Jkf5Dqevv8/s400/IMG_4228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189240627411754642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice feeling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a day you get in singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all can check soon for my UK post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6702214540648988144?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6702214540648988144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6702214540648988144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6702214540648988144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6702214540648988144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/snowing-in-maastricht.html' title='snowing in maastricht'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/SAPiWFrnHnI/AAAAAAAAAjo/lO5anjem3VA/s72-c/IMG_4213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-4257204176786428656</id><published>2008-04-01T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T09:10:12.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's anatomy</title><content type='html'>This is my latest distraction away from exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so touching and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every episode, I grew in terms of heart. broader, tougher, maturer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: rong, we all have our owns :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's quotes I wanna remember for life from the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still at season 1 but soon... season 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's great, thanks for the recommendation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't, and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said that it'd be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;--Ellen Pompeo as Dr. Meredith Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, against all odds, against all logic, we still hope...&lt;br /&gt;--Ellen Pompeo as Dr. Meredith Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love meredith, lzzie, cristina, shepherd, burkes, george and even baileys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-4257204176786428656?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4257204176786428656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=4257204176786428656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4257204176786428656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4257204176786428656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/04/greys-anatomy.html' title='Grey&apos;s anatomy'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-5030597434756765069</id><published>2008-03-24T16:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T16:13:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something great happen</title><content type='html'>A person of the past emailed me to ask for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy when I see the email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not because it boosts my ego that he apologise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I am glad it's FINALLY OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silent cruel torn of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone I used to be with, adore and most of all, understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I learned, there's no better time to keep in touch. &lt;br /&gt;there's no better time to ask for the simple thing, to say the deepest meaning of....&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has proven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Time is magnanimous to FORGET, let the scar heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph, I thank you and sincerely wish your happiness down the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U released the rope and for that, I will sit by and watch you smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as friends, as acquaintance even as msn chat mates - doesn't really matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;just to see u well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-5030597434756765069?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5030597434756765069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=5030597434756765069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5030597434756765069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5030597434756765069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/something-great-happen.html' title='Something great happen'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7343233228746548143</id><published>2008-03-23T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:06:03.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday charchar!</title><content type='html'>SO qiao... 2 best mates back to back birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear char ger, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday! haha you are the same age with me le!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to graduate and take lots of fotos with u, in our convo gown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update me with all ur happenings, in school, projects, jobs, exams, BGR etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss bitching with u and eating food with u in canteen B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U better club with me! at least once can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou, both of us. dun MIA ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's miffy celebrating ur birthday with u. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Zja7g6pJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/yug--LJNpqo/s1600-h/miffy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Zja7g6pJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/yug--LJNpqo/s400/miffy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180937735639835794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til then, updates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7343233228746548143?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7343233228746548143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7343233228746548143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7343233228746548143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7343233228746548143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-charchar.html' title='Happy birthday charchar!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Zja7g6pJI/AAAAAAAAAjg/yug--LJNpqo/s72-c/miffy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3858584663006447536</id><published>2008-03-22T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T11:51:24.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday Aman!</title><content type='html'>Dedicating.....Leona Lewis - Here I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a crazy world&lt;br /&gt;These can be lonely times&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to know who's on your side&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can you really trust&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really know&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody out there&lt;br /&gt;Who can make you feel less alone&lt;br /&gt;Some times you just can't make it on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a place where you can run&lt;br /&gt;If you need a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you need some shelter from the rain&lt;br /&gt;When you need a healer for your pain&lt;br /&gt;I will be there time and time again&lt;br /&gt;When you need someone to love you&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;Just lay them all on me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one who understands&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you reach emptyness&lt;br /&gt;[ Here I Am lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll do my best&lt;br /&gt;To fill you up with all the love&lt;br /&gt;That I can show someone&lt;br /&gt;I promise you you'll never walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you need a place where you can run&lt;br /&gt;If you need a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you need some shelter from the rain&lt;br /&gt;When you need a healer for your pain&lt;br /&gt;I will be there time and time again&lt;br /&gt;When you need someone to love you&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, oooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs somebody who&lt;br /&gt;Keep a heart and soul in two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you need a place where you can run&lt;br /&gt;If you need a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you need some shelter from the rain&lt;br /&gt;When you need a healer for your pain&lt;br /&gt;I will be there time and time again&lt;br /&gt;When you need someone to love you&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Here I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is so meaningful and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My no.1 in the playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leona lewis brings out the inner soul inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3858584663006447536?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3858584663006447536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3858584663006447536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3858584663006447536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3858584663006447536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-aman.html' title='Happy birthday Aman!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2528694871324924323</id><published>2008-03-19T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:46:31.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS!</title><content type='html'>Because, next week I have one presentation that have to last me at least 1.5 hrs! and on the same week, I have to hand in a paper - 10 pages of literature review of a subject I absolutely have no idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE i am ranting in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say, europe should be easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONSENSE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the system here is totally different, maybe it's only maastricht university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, there's no lectures only tutorials. 2 times a week for 2 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each lesson there's TONS TO READ. i am not kidding. I am taking 2 subjects:&lt;br /&gt;gender differences in economics and management - each lesson have about 200 - 400 pages for each lesson so each week 400-800 pages to read.&lt;br /&gt;human resource management - each lesson about 100-300pages so each week there's 200-600 to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh SOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun have the habit of reading every week coz in NTU, i just mug just before exams :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, the readings are so DAMN BORING! all the statisticals, economic graphs, hypotheses. kill me can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so distracted.&lt;br /&gt;worse of all, if i dun read, I dun understand wats happening in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher don't speak for 2 hrs, just the students.&lt;br /&gt;the students lead the discussion, facilitates and present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great now, it's my turn next week! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;participation is counted as grades and you have to be proactive, to be responsible for ur own learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so not hardworking :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just read, highlight, read, highlight.&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat the hect for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, I must say I really learn alot from the readings but why?! why?! am I reading all these thru the night. go to class and wondering why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to pass and to get my bulli degree. that's WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gender as said has 100% passing rate. better hope it's what it is.&lt;br /&gt;HRM as said has 85% passing rate. HOPE I MAKE THE CUT. bas van diepen is a great tutor but hope he likes me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exams:&lt;br /&gt;2 april - hRM&lt;br /&gt;7 april - gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly miss NTU sooo much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyea, my singapore hp is still avail. sms me if u want, NO ADDITIONAL CHARGE.&lt;br /&gt;my holland no. +31 0634642026, 15cents/sms. sometimes you will hear from me once in a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY, FOOD, WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;address: heugemerweg 51b15 6221GE maastricht, netherlands&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2528694871324924323?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2528694871324924323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2528694871324924323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2528694871324924323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2528694871324924323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/sos.html' title='SOS!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-114167722538662985</id><published>2008-03-19T00:46:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T04:35:53.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brugges!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WARNING: long post but juicy with pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st trip to belgium landed in brugges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a peaceful quiet little town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, we got a good deal of 30euros - includes transportation via train, citytour with tour guide, chocolate museum, belgium traditional dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am to 11pm ended up 1am! Will tell you why soon later.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AN EXPERIENCE!&lt;br /&gt;they say it's adventure. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9_yrimdklI/AAAAAAAAAgA/G8uDHqKLn3w/s1600-h/IMG_4088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9_yrimdklI/AAAAAAAAAgA/G8uDHqKLn3w/s400/IMG_4088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179124926335783506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9_y7imdkmI/AAAAAAAAAgI/SRPFWcnYKiw/s1600-h/IMG_4090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9_y7imdkmI/AAAAAAAAAgI/SRPFWcnYKiw/s400/IMG_4090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179125201213690466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; please ignore the hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house mates from lithuania - ramune and lina. very nice cheery people.&lt;br /&gt;one of our house mate silvia from germany was hospitalised due to high fever like 40 deg and was on drip. OMG! and the doc diagnose it's the kidneys that caused the fever. so scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope she can get well soon! she will be back today (tues) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's not divert topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we proceeded to walking along the river or is it canals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9_0vymdknI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/-Q2tDmlQA_Y/s1600-h/IMG_4091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9_0vymdknI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/-Q2tDmlQA_Y/s400/IMG_4091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179127198373483122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty sights :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9_2uymdkoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/17MNj2zsWjQ/s1600-h/IMG_4098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9_2uymdkoI/AAAAAAAAAgY/17MNj2zsWjQ/s400/IMG_4098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179129380216869506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! let me explain some interesting facts about brugge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's very small. everywhere you can walk by foot and there's only 20,000 people living there.&lt;br /&gt;basically the buildings are build in the late centuries but they look old coz brugge like their architecture to be gothic and old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting ah? so the building u c above is actually quite new comparing with the other european architectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AZgSmdkpI/AAAAAAAAAgg/wjLAfA04H4k/s1600-h/IMG_4101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AZgSmdkpI/AAAAAAAAAgg/wjLAfA04H4k/s400/IMG_4101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179167614015738514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; check out the bridal car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AZvimdkqI/AAAAAAAAAgo/RQZTKyYMe4s/s1600-h/IMG_4103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AZvimdkqI/AAAAAAAAAgo/RQZTKyYMe4s/s400/IMG_4103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179167876008743586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embrace the european culture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AZ_imdkrI/AAAAAAAAAgw/grz4LCfW81c/s1600-h/IMG_4106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AZ_imdkrI/AAAAAAAAAgw/grz4LCfW81c/s400/IMG_4106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179168150886650546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my fave of all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daffodil field!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg..... seems like a walk in a garden I want to marry in.&lt;br /&gt;serenity - I just wanna lie on it and dream away.&lt;br /&gt;take me away - my soul and my spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AaoCmdksI/AAAAAAAAAg4/7gFUPBQ-BFI/s1600-h/IMG_4107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AaoCmdksI/AAAAAAAAAg4/7gFUPBQ-BFI/s400/IMG_4107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179168846671352514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Aa9CmdktI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_a2VIlBZiUM/s1600-h/IMG_4110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Aa9CmdktI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_a2VIlBZiUM/s400/IMG_4110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179169207448605394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me ALIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty swans by the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AbgimdkuI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5ksbgJkep9M/s1600-h/IMG_4114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AbgimdkuI/AAAAAAAAAhI/5ksbgJkep9M/s400/IMG_4114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179169817333961442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tour guide was telling us, the swans are there for some reasons abt this guy who was killed and he had a long neck sth like that.&lt;br /&gt;The government actually pays for the swans to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't she pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ab_imdkvI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Y5nvDWerUNw/s1600-h/IMG_4116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ab_imdkvI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Y5nvDWerUNw/s400/IMG_4116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179170349909906162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love horses too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AcYSmdkwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KG5gEq1ZPbw/s1600-h/IMG_4117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AcYSmdkwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KG5gEq1ZPbw/s400/IMG_4117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179170775111668482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AdHimdkxI/AAAAAAAAAhg/hmHWqyrck_Y/s1600-h/IMG_4190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AdHimdkxI/AAAAAAAAAhg/hmHWqyrck_Y/s400/IMG_4190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179171586860487442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the legs! so hairy and unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw so many horse carriages there and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this horse walk very 'sey' coz we are all looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AdzymdkyI/AAAAAAAAAho/dnB0UCcrLbE/s1600-h/IMG_4122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AdzymdkyI/AAAAAAAAAho/dnB0UCcrLbE/s400/IMG_4122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179172347069698850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the coloured bricks of this old hospital built in the 17th century. so pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AeMimdkzI/AAAAAAAAAhw/M0bfCQYFo_Y/s1600-h/IMG_4134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AeMimdkzI/AAAAAAAAAhw/M0bfCQYFo_Y/s400/IMG_4134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179172772271461170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many photos and I dunno what to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i try my best to post my faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belgium is also the land of laces, toys, chocolates, mussels, beer and the tour guide told us that PURSE name originates from belgium too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting ah!&lt;br /&gt;there are so many shops of those in brugges~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ae3ymdk0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/GMZRs-ujM9I/s1600-h/IMG_4178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ae3ymdk0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/GMZRs-ujM9I/s400/IMG_4178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179173515300803394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chocolates! there's like 1 chocolate shop every 20 steps~ amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praline is one of the earliest chocolates started in belgium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also went to the chocolate museum but it was a mistake. waste of time! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking along the shops, we saw something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AfjSmdk1I/AAAAAAAAAiA/3GjlUqK9bdI/s1600-h/IMG_4197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AfjSmdk1I/AAAAAAAAAiA/3GjlUqK9bdI/s400/IMG_4197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179174262625112914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOOK properly! and stop acting innocent if you tell me u dunno wat are those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha exclusively in europe &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toy shops are also a commodity!&lt;br /&gt;made of wood usually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AgNymdk2I/AAAAAAAAAiI/_iwI29cybNE/s1600-h/IMG_4188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AgNymdk2I/AAAAAAAAAiI/_iwI29cybNE/s400/IMG_4188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179174992769553250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my fave red riding hood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AgoCmdk3I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/M-mW_7oIK1o/s1600-h/IMG_4172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AgoCmdk3I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/M-mW_7oIK1o/s400/IMG_4172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179175443741119346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took it secretly because the staff say can't take foto. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they have alot of these hanging in the shops:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ajzymdk9I/AAAAAAAAAjA/cbbg1pE-ScY/s1600-h/IMG_4195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ajzymdk9I/AAAAAAAAAjA/cbbg1pE-ScY/s400/IMG_4195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179178944139465682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tempted to buy it but it's not cheap! &lt;br /&gt;it's 19euros which is S$38 for this small thing, no thanks la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fantastic artist whom we thot only exist during the roman catholic era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his paintings are so close to real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AhJymdk4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/RKgAANPY4k8/s1600-h/IMG_4189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AhJymdk4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/RKgAANPY4k8/s400/IMG_4189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179176023561704322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fave scenery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ah3Cmdk5I/AAAAAAAAAig/nmUE6pnT5aM/s1600-h/IMG_4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ah3Cmdk5I/AAAAAAAAAig/nmUE6pnT5aM/s400/IMG_4138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179176800950784914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AiMSmdk6I/AAAAAAAAAio/muNuXxssffU/s1600-h/IMG_4185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AiMSmdk6I/AAAAAAAAAio/muNuXxssffU/s400/IMG_4185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179177166023005090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Aisimdk7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/cDP4gEad1n4/s1600-h/IMG_4169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Aisimdk7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/cDP4gEad1n4/s400/IMG_4169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179177720073786290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a museum in the cityhall. very gothic indeed, compared with other buildings in europe i've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to drink belgium beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had amber (ambre) and I really like it except without the olives. &lt;br /&gt;check out the olives, I am suppose to drink after eating that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun like it at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AjZCmdk8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/6KwOqQl5fbg/s1600-h/IMG_4194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AjZCmdk8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/6KwOqQl5fbg/s400/IMG_4194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179178484577964994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, we can't have mussels coz it's 20 euros and it was close to dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;too bad I am broke :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AkLSmdk-I/AAAAAAAAAjI/hmS5yNkvPwc/s1600-h/IMG_4202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-AkLSmdk-I/AAAAAAAAAjI/hmS5yNkvPwc/s400/IMG_4202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179179347866391522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the creamy chicken is my dish. tastes not bad~ belgium chicken &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other one is duck sauce with beef.&lt;br /&gt;the dinner place is very cosy like at home with fireplace. I like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Akrymdk_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/7CXMbnUf_jU/s1600-h/IMG_4203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Akrymdk_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/7CXMbnUf_jU/s400/IMG_4203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179179906212140018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, the NEOs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ak5ymdlAI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cdqc0T-poO8/s1600-h/IMG_4205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R-Ak5ymdlAI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cdqc0T-poO8/s400/IMG_4205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179180146730308610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; acting sey -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a steal I feel - 30euros for today's trip!&lt;br /&gt;for more pics, go to fb and see my photo album. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me relate my adventures during my trips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st trip to amsterdam, the railway tracks went for repair so instead of 2.5 hrs train ride, it became a 4.5hrs with train, bus then train again. we nearly can't come home! and reached at 1+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd trip to paris, it was the worst! the bus ride was horrendous. 90deg of 7 hrs, reached the train station at 4am and the station was CLOSE! we had to stand in the cold, shivering for 1 hr b4 they open the door. when we got on, we realised our tickets are discounted meaning we can only board after 9am else no 40% discount. shit rite?! but it was when we board then we realised. officer told us to change ticket. we got down and asked the ticket officer, we can't change. we have to BUY A NEW ONE. crap! it's like 30 euros! madness. it was then 730am. so we decided to wait til 9am. 1.5 hrs in a cafe with 2 sleepy heads on the table. daryl and me talked, staying awake.&lt;br /&gt;it was really bad, I tell you. coz it was cold and waiting for heaven to come to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPERIENCE XIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: dun make me sleep in the station with sleeping bag, that's ULTIMATE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought it's over? NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd trip to brugge, we travelled with ESN who organised this day trip at 30euros. we took the train back and suddenly it stopped on its way to liege. it was then we realised, someone jumped in front of the train - like SUICIDE. omg... I THOUGHT THIS ONLY HAPPENS IN SINGAPORE MRT?&lt;br /&gt;then we have to get out and walked to leuven station which luckily is pretty near.&lt;br /&gt;once there, we have to wait to see what's the next arrangement since the train can't proceed. we also saw the ambulance dragging the body. gosh! it's not headless anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then while waiting for 1 hr, we realised we miss the last train from liege to maastricht. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT! WHAT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think someone went to enquire and we got a bus back from liege to maastricht. by train, usually takes 20 min. now maybe 45min+. better than nothing! thankful. there were 30+ of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached at 1am+ when it was suppose to be 11-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AN ADVENTURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to think I am a jinx in travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only with me then such weird things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the long post and nagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, hope everyone is good at home.&lt;br /&gt;I miss home and the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming! 2 april and 7 april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i AM so not ready. SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog again maybe soon after my next trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-114167722538662985?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/114167722538662985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=114167722538662985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/114167722538662985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/114167722538662985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/brugges.html' title='Brugges!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9_yrimdklI/AAAAAAAAAgA/G8uDHqKLn3w/s72-c/IMG_4088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7816446799664602756</id><published>2008-03-09T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T05:02:12.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paris...BONJOUR!</title><content type='html'>Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dates back when I was primary 5 (1994) in paris wearing my chinese fake ponytail hat.&lt;br /&gt;I sort of remember entering some sort of palace aka the lourve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eiffel tower which I did not get on the way up coz I remember 100euros for top level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here goes my 2nd expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONJOUR~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9K_9ymdkhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/dlC2VAlrGig/s1600-h/Paris0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9K_9ymdkhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/dlC2VAlrGig/s400/Paris0306.JPG"alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the romantic land of crepes, wine, quiches, Louis vuitton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took a bus ride- biggest mistake&lt;br /&gt;it cost 79euros back and fro - 7 hrs from 11.55pm to 6am&lt;br /&gt;the thing is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got 90degree UPRIGHT chairs and cramped seats.&lt;br /&gt;It was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and tejinder (my other exhange mate) can't even sleep.&lt;br /&gt;to make things even worse, this french couple are like making out beside me.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's kenneth?! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived at 6am+, we took the metro to st michel-notre dame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dark but gladly we are just excited without sleep, without light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2239/2318332053_d9cec7de22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2239/2318332053_d9cec7de22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Michels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 7am -.-" at this time, I am usually still in dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nearby was Notre Dame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2018/2319143932_2423cb1f41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2018/2319143932_2423cb1f41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing tejinder - the other exchange ntu mate. welcome to my site! haha!&lt;br /&gt;the wind was so strong, din sleep at all so pardon my ugliness. I usually looks better :) (100% true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2353/2319144376_0811652766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2353/2319144376_0811652766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice pose! we are having fun :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much fotos outside, we went inside.&lt;br /&gt;It was so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously since young, my parents are never a fan of cathedrals or chapels.&lt;br /&gt;so I dun remember going to churches like this, this is truly roman catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2388/2318334953_a7b183d23e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2388/2318334953_a7b183d23e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word: Magnificient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2017/2319146744_eebc71d7b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2017/2319146744_eebc71d7b5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris was the one that started the 'blue stained' glass window in churches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we proceeded to the back of notre dame:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2124/2319147300_a9135fc158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2124/2319147300_a9135fc158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the fantastic architecture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;centuries of work. finest standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing we realised about winter trees. They all stand in a straight rows and even the branches are well cut off in one symmetrical line. I dunno who did it or the work of nature. just amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2335/2319148114_ed90d6b0e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2335/2319148114_ed90d6b0e9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; told you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daryl introduced us this round plaything at the playground but i got abit freaked out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2214/2319165484_a9c585e574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2214/2319165484_a9c585e574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; u grabbed on the side then it will be spinning. it's really quite freaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after some fun, we walked around the area around the seine river in paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2078/2319159614_d36786b5bf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2078/2319159614_d36786b5bf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ever famous river that surrounds paris lovely sights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's especially windy in Paris even with the sun. It's cold!&lt;br /&gt;even the lamppost is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3238/2319164310_4853683a5f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3238/2319164310_4853683a5f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunny and windy.&lt;br /&gt;shit la, I look so fat in that winter jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2122/2318345289_0a95c4f8aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2122/2318345289_0a95c4f8aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; told you the lamp post is beautiful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's romantic walking down the streets of paris. reminds me of ratatouille because some drawings are drawn from paris streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some more pictures we took as we take our walks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2209/2319161240_c33b3ea9b5.jpg&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2209/2319161240_c33b3ea9b5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; flower shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2225/2319159110_b40477cf6d.jpg&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2225/2319159110_b40477cf6d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; effiel tower in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical house with balcony in paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2319149410_9ae934642d.jpg&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2319149410_9ae934642d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I heard each unit cost really expensive along the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I saw cherry blossoms. so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2319161836_35405232d2.jpg&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2319161836_35405232d2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went walking about chatelet metro which is near the lourve! we went in search of le lourve - the largest museum in the world.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the pyramids in the da vinci code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes did I mention my lunch was freaking expensive?&lt;br /&gt;we ate quiche - tastes like pizza but cheesier and like pie.&lt;br /&gt;tried crepes and fries&lt;br /&gt;costs us 22 euros! = S$44. crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le lourve here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2409/2318361569_8b552d4c76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2409/2318361569_8b552d4c76.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the pyramids is also the entrance. we found out that the 1st sunday of the mth is FREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;being a singaporean, of coz that's why we were there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;saving 13euros! but must queue up and come early then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2311/2318362937_d518aaf6b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2311/2318362937_d518aaf6b8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there's so many people gosh!&lt;br /&gt;people mountain people sea~ and we saw many japanese too. are they here for the LV mainly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next photos u are going to see are inside le lourve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behold the royalty, european paintings, sculptures and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;these photos are so far from the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;you gotta BE HERE to experience it. (sounds so marketing. hah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2026/2319225194_8d0b07f69d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2026/2319225194_8d0b07f69d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sculptures made from marble and ivory. gawd, why is there so many of those in the ancient roman period? famous michael angelo sculptures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, NUDITY. all of them show nudity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/2318383937_c64cbea675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/2318383937_c64cbea675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favourite of all. "Revive from a kiss" winged lovers amour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a story!&lt;br /&gt;I love stories. hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greek cupid psyche sculpture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Originally sculpted by Antonio Canova. The scullpture is a clear representation of the character Psyche and her love affair with Cupid, also known as Eros in Greek mythology. Psyche was a princess so stunning and beautiful that the goddess Venus became jealous. In revenge, she instructs her son Cupid to make her fall in love with a hideous monster; but instead he falls in love with her himself. He became her unseen husband, visiting her only at night. Psyche disobeys his orders not to attempt to look at him, and in doing so she loses him. In her search for him she undertakes a series of cruel and difficult tasks set by Venus in the hope of winning him back. Cupid can eventually no longer bear to witness her suffering or to be apart from her and pleads their cause to the gods. Psyche becomes an immortal and the lovers are married in heaven. The sculpture of the winged lovers, cupid and psyche, are one of the most romantic of all love affairs from Greek mythology.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea besides that, there was a jar that psyche is not to suppose to open but she opened it and died. cupid came and revive her with the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! lovee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are too many pics to show all at once but i will show my faves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2138/2318411945_e1a4be81a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2138/2318411945_e1a4be81a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; italians paintings was another highlight. Christianity is very strong in europe. every painting has christ and virgin mary. and some are the royalty pictures of king and queen. It's really fun listening to all these stories behind every painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand how the artist feel and think.&lt;br /&gt;what does he/she wanna show in the painting and why he/she paint this way?&lt;br /&gt;omg, the paintings are really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of coz leonardo da vinci mona lisa is not to be missed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2078/2319225668_eca61f806b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2078/2319225668_eca61f806b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently her left eye is painted in the centre of the canvas, her smile is so pure, every angle u are at, she seems to be looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed the italian paintings but I still like the napoleon apartments best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2237/2318379903_9bbd2318b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2237/2318379903_9bbd2318b3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2367/2318403037_2717a906ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2367/2318403037_2717a906ac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we started walking out of the lourve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so huge and enormous. from pyramid to the gate takes abt 30 min to walk out.&lt;br /&gt;tired man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we proceed finding the arc de triomphe.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2263/2318401397_82a87efd56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2263/2318401397_82a87efd56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a joke really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U look at the top of the arc. there's actually movement there.&lt;br /&gt;and so I thought they were pigeons coz pigeons are always on monuments.&lt;br /&gt;I told them and they say NO! THEY ARE PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so u mean we can actually go up there?!&lt;br /&gt;cool!&lt;br /&gt;need to pay la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.50euros. haha but worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz we caught this on top:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2078/2318388511_40c6962a03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2078/2318388511_40c6962a03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word again: MAGNIFICIENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked the streets of Champs Elysées - where shopping prevails&lt;br /&gt;but they are all expensive except H&amp;M and promod.&lt;br /&gt;the rest, i can run away with my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I saw something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2004/2319176952_02c299570e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2004/2319176952_02c299570e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a married couple taking fotos in the middle of the street! so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also run to the middle of the street to take fotos :p the arc was taken from the middle of the road. I mean it was green man light wat... :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally reached the arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2245/2318368905_cd01885fa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2245/2318368905_cd01885fa4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we in seek for our hotel which we booked online for 25.50euros/night/person. for 2 rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad.. cheap deal I feel. hey! it's paris, what do u expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had those balcony where u can open and c what's in front, below.&lt;br /&gt;paris streets are very narrow unlike netherlands.&lt;br /&gt;and very confusing. coz alot of intersections of short narrow streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3147/2319180926_3bff2c8bb5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3147/2319180926_3bff2c8bb5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; le view outside the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make this blog entry a little shorter (it's already so long!)&lt;br /&gt;I din wanna make it like a journal.&lt;br /&gt;so i just show where i've been to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eiffel towers by night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/2319200128_426280fb12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/2319200128_426280fb12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arggg so fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it's shiny, it's even more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3138/2319184704_a217dcb4ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3138/2319184704_a217dcb4ba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bling bling baby! like diamonds made of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eiffel towers submit top is only 11euros. was so tempted to go up with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;me and tej decided to stay put and wait around coz we want to go up with our special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was couples everywhere, hugging, kissing. romance level to the MAX man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh and this foto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna show to you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="&lt;br /&gt;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3109/2319175786_6bf972bd57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3109/2319175786_6bf972bd57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's on my HAND. HAH! lame but i like it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to eat in a brassiere. sounds like BRA shop but it's a cafe in french. haha think so? or means restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was already broke then so the guys had a hearty meal. whereas me and tej share an omelette which taste great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had cheese with french loaf, quische, beef, red wine. &lt;br /&gt;by the seine river in a french atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;so french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2140/2318408957_32d5cd92c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2140/2318408957_32d5cd92c0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2250/2319220264_aca873b13c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2250/2319220264_aca873b13c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175409990078140946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the NEO cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a common fact that waiters in france are arrogant. they can scold you if you change waiter. only 1 waiter throughout. they can insist in speaking french only then u LL.&lt;br /&gt;lucky we met a nice waiter at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;then we met a nasty one. he was old and face very buay song when we ask for orders.&lt;br /&gt;commanding us around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned "do wat the romes do" so LL loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tej asked for something and he said, "PLEASE." meaning?&lt;br /&gt;"say please." "please, I am busy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever lah. haha wat an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only regret is we din eat es cargoes or ratatouille?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to maastricht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris is a must-go in europe.&lt;br /&gt;I mean there's so many others pending in my list. rome, italy, prague, vienna, geneva, munich, barcelona and those will blow me away, far far away from my wildest dreams, imagination, fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, MUMMY... NO REGRETS! -fiona tell mummy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to capture all these in my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;all my travels - i forgot the history, names, stories, culture.&lt;br /&gt;I must keep it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up BRUGGES, BELGIUM TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there, will be another dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belgium chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, to see more pics, click on my flickr on the left side or go facebook check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live with no regrets peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those in NTU. THE END IS DRAWING NEAR! PERSIST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char, you know I am always looking out for u :)&lt;br /&gt;dear, waiting for u in paris in may!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7816446799664602756?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7816446799664602756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7816446799664602756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7816446799664602756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7816446799664602756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/parisbonjour.html' title='paris...BONJOUR!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9K_9ymdkhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/dlC2VAlrGig/s72-c/Paris0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-5003877237945431379</id><published>2008-03-08T09:52:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T03:11:08.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam trip</title><content type='html'>SO SO SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here begins my journey to EUROPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every continent in europe is so unique and special on it's own.&lt;br /&gt;so old and so real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you, here is where civilisation begins. where human sciences, art, language flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where else better can you get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I went to the 1st stop Amsterdam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9HyZymdkTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/B6VRPZoyEro/s1600-h/IMG_3880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9HyZymdkTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/B6VRPZoyEro/s400/IMG_3880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175183971719156018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holland cloak shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I found a very 'good' friend of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9HzNCmdkUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_Ig3aYnP9c4/s1600-h/IMG_3875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9HzNCmdkUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_Ig3aYnP9c4/s400/IMG_3875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175184852187451714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sex museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite interesting though.&lt;br /&gt;Inside all PORNGRAPHIC.&lt;br /&gt;OF ALL RANGES.&lt;br /&gt;I feel even abit shy after walking around with guys around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO i took the humour turn to take fotos and smile as sweet as I can.&lt;br /&gt;and laugh at the photograph.&lt;br /&gt;haha, I am here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally here in amsterdam - the world of sexuality, drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9H0RSmdkVI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nmMvldw5BqE/s1600-h/IMG_3876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9H0RSmdkVI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nmMvldw5BqE/s400/IMG_3876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175186024713523538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice to pose! kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hope no kids are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are NOT A KID are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my trip started off bad. We din noe that during weekends that trains railways will be on repair and instead of the normal 2.5hrs to amsterdam 1 route straight&lt;br /&gt;we have to take train, transit, bus, train again. it's so frustrating. we left at 9 and reached at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can vomit blood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then by the time we reached, ann frank's hse tickets sold out, last city tour bus left so we proceeded to van gogh museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lynetteaser/ALitTreatFromMe/photo?authkey=freqQ9bj0Sw#5175197011239866722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/lynetteaser/R9H-QymdkWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wpzBoIfzRvs/s400/Amsterdam0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking one of these trams to the museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9ICbSmdkYI/AAAAAAAAAdY/F_4-OUO5-DI/s1600-h/IMG_3801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9ICbSmdkYI/AAAAAAAAAdY/F_4-OUO5-DI/s400/IMG_3801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175201589675004290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the tram. those 2 guys are the NEOS. daryl and derek - cousins who are with me on this exchange too. 1st appearance. welcome to my site! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van Gogh's a classic I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Vincent Van Vogh (1853 to 1890)&lt;br /&gt;yes, sadly he committed suicide with a shot in his head THEN got famous.&lt;br /&gt;THEN people started appreciating his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered for audio guide at 4 euros and it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I really became artistic-appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;There's like a story behind every painting he did, every stroke means something.&lt;br /&gt;thats why he's so famous,his paintings are just different during his era and maybe even now, people just can't depict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's one of his famous sunflower painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IKCymdkbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/HZWliFoqRh4/s1600-h/Vincent_Willem_van_Gogh_128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IKCymdkbI/AAAAAAAAAdw/HZWliFoqRh4/s400/Vincent_Willem_van_Gogh_128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175209964861231538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously if I din have the audio guide, i wouldn't have known, have appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special unique thing abt Vincent Van gogh is how he paints with his FEELINGS. whatever he feels at that moment is shown in his art. makes people drawn to him, understand what is going on his mind. yea, u can say his life is really depressing at some point that you can c in his stages of his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's how one website describe the sunflower:&lt;br /&gt;" Upon looking at these paintings one begins to notice aspects that seem to flow from one piece to another. The colors are vibrant and express emotions typically associated with the life of sunflowers: bright yellows of the full bloom to arid browns of wilting and death; all of the stages woven through these polar opposites are presented. Perhaps this very technique is what draws one into the painting; the fulfillment of seeing all angles of the spectrum of life and in turn reaching a deeper understanding of how all living things are tied together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's also well known for the potato eater.&lt;br /&gt;it showed how peasants lived, eating on potatoes as their stable food..&lt;br /&gt;dark and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;At his era, people drew paintings on realism and beauty.&lt;br /&gt;whereas, he loved to draw peasants because he want people to see his side of the world and he loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite one painting enormously sad and impactful is his last painting before he shot himself in 1890:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IMqymdkdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mAmPXng_O6c/s1600-h/V_van_Gogh_Wheatfield_with_crows_%281890%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IMqymdkdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mAmPXng_O6c/s400/V_van_Gogh_Wheatfield_with_crows_%281890%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175212851079254482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give my amateurish output - When I see this picture, I can almost felt his sorrow and even death. crows signify death and across a meadow of grass that has no flowers or even life. Look at the clouds. it's dark like storm is coming. noticed the strokes technique he have. long strokes. His other works have shorter strokes and more delicate and good rich mixed of colours but this to me, seems he is quite restless and feeling lost showing a path. And it's true, he was suffering from depression and not in the right mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted. another famous talented guy who din even noe he will be rich and famous. it's just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's move on, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IDbimdkZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/8Nowcnx3tIY/s1600-h/IMG_3810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IDbimdkZI/AAAAAAAAAdg/8Nowcnx3tIY/s400/IMG_3810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175202693481599378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I enter amsterdam, it's like a total new area, land, air etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is so bustling and people everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;everyone is like in a rush. In maastricht, everyone is walking slow, relaxing breezy steps, strolling by the maas river with dog by the side. children laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in Amsterdam, I can only hear bus,car horns, ships sailing off.&lt;br /&gt;even the air is different. smoky.&lt;br /&gt;In Maastricht, air is cleaner, ducks, birds, green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not all that bad really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my canal ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IRfSmdkeI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Fgp6squ9FnE/s1600-h/IMG_3814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IRfSmdkeI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Fgp6squ9FnE/s400/IMG_3814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175218151068897762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the captain guide is so hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must note them down here before I forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's many coffeeshops here but they dun sell coffee. you go in but you fly out" - coffeeshops are drugstores. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"amsterdam canals are changed regularly with new water so it doesn't stink. (very true! unlike singapore haha) then the dirty water (apparently the boat houses' waste goes to the canal) flows to the north sea. then the north sea flows to england. (hurhurhur) so when england water smells, you know amsterdam water is clean. (hhahahaha!!!! lol)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9ISzymdkfI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/t6wEtb0RZew/s1600-h/IMG_3840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9ISzymdkfI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/t6wEtb0RZew/s400/IMG_3840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175219602767843826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful evening sight of amsterdam by the canal river.&lt;br /&gt;check out the boat houses. I peeped in the interior and it's so cosy!&lt;br /&gt;apparently their bedrooms are below the surface of the water.&lt;br /&gt;they have so many boat houses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amsterdam by night is so beautiful because their canals are lit up and there's so many entrance and exits and It's really astounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IT2ymdkgI/AAAAAAAAAeY/slFFtqelFTY/s1600-h/IMG_3865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9IT2ymdkgI/AAAAAAAAAeY/slFFtqelFTY/s400/IMG_3865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175220753819079170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; check out the canal after canal. a whole line of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, that's culture. that's aesthetic.&lt;br /&gt;holland beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then it's like 7+ so we proceeded to the RED LIGHT DISTRICT.&lt;br /&gt;alot of good food!&lt;br /&gt;then daryl mentioned, why every red light district has so much good food like geylang?&lt;br /&gt;true ah! why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER SEX, NEED BOOSTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a joke. I am still naive and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wat an eye opener. too bad no pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the girls stand by a full length glass window with lumination light (wear white and blue light like glow-in-the-dark kind?) then bra and panties and using their eyes to seduce men to come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a man wants, he open the door, ask the price, negotiate.&lt;br /&gt;done deal, man goes in, curtains close or another inside door close.&lt;br /&gt;do then come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how I noe?&lt;br /&gt;OBSERVE la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one sickening point was that in this small lane all the guys were eyeing on this window pros and the 2 NEOS also checked it out then i was like STUCKED in the middle of all the men coz they all stopped, jam break looking at the ger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was liKE HELLO?! CAN MOVE ANOT?! @!#$#$!%#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe in normal streets, i wun mind.&lt;br /&gt;but to be stuck in the middle of HORNIFIED MEN is disgusting and losing my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like the only girl if I missed that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky it was just a few mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that sums up my amsterdam trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely go again in summer!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna so c TULIP FIELDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND VOLENDAM (dutch ladies, cheese factory, windmills!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up my paris trip. but im so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-5003877237945431379?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5003877237945431379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=5003877237945431379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5003877237945431379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5003877237945431379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/amsterdam-trip.html' title='Amsterdam trip'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R9HyZymdkTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/B6VRPZoyEro/s72-c/IMG_3880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-1839692277265234420</id><published>2008-03-08T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T09:47:39.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again!</title><content type='html'>wowee! sorry din update this blog for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy with school work. SHI-RI-OUS-LI, it's really very tedious.&lt;br /&gt;every lesson got 3 articles to read and each article is so f*cking boring! my gawd. I can just fell asleep with all the econometrics, statistics, theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough of ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me blog abt things I wanna remember for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been exactly a month I am here and man, I F*CKING LOVE EUROPE!&lt;br /&gt;lucky, I am not in USA, canada (no offence but this is MY preference so why u wanna care?)&lt;br /&gt;of coz, there are shopping havens but 0 culture. I mean ZERO -ZIP- ok, disneyland rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz EUROPE is magnificient, magical. it's like romance made, fairytale land, fill in other syllabus if you deem fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with culture. YAY! I DIG IT.&lt;br /&gt;and places with RICH RESOURCES - mountains, sea, river, lakes, watever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean china is one place I wun forget too.&lt;br /&gt;minus the people (china block blogspot.com so it's ok)&lt;br /&gt;minus the spitting&lt;br /&gt;minus the disgusting hot humid summer (it's way hotter than sg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being here, &lt;br /&gt;I am so broke!&lt;br /&gt;this is my travel record:&lt;br /&gt;I SPENT S$3000 IN 1 MONTH + S$300 credit card&lt;br /&gt;yea, you must be thinking I went shopping?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, everything here is counted as double.&lt;br /&gt;only booze and wine - S$6 for one bottle of riesling wine or merlot wine. *Slurp* some water, milk, yogurt can't even match that price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waffles are heaven.&lt;br /&gt;the cheeses are endless lines and smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, I have not gone shopping :(&lt;br /&gt;BUT! today is a happy day coz I gotten a nice jacket and turkey neckie for 5 euros each = s$10. cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite one more interesting to note here, there's alot alot alot alot of cutie doggies! I see them everyday everywhere being walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww I miss my dogs :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that explains there's shit dog poo everywhere. When I walk, i look down coz I scare i step on them.&lt;br /&gt;and strange thing is, they dun stink unlike in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my journey for this exchange is beginning to unfold.&lt;br /&gt;beginning to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, I am going to so miss this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss Singapore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will nail down mas selamat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-1839692277265234420?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1839692277265234420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=1839692277265234420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1839692277265234420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1839692277265234420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-again.html' title='hello again!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-8518543734462254117</id><published>2008-02-19T05:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T06:14:31.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finding my way home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7n8g3aLFnI/AAAAAAAAAcA/afjb-bWk-z8/s1600-h/IMG_3776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7n8g3aLFnI/AAAAAAAAAcA/afjb-bWk-z8/s400/IMG_3776.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168439688944096882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a stream of river on my way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7n8znaLFoI/AAAAAAAAAcI/4-_KqNxylAA/s1600-h/IMG_3777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7n8znaLFoI/AAAAAAAAAcI/4-_KqNxylAA/s400/IMG_3777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168440011066644098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7n9T3aLFpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/I3wepKg3Fv0/s1600-h/IMG_3786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7n9T3aLFpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/I3wepKg3Fv0/s400/IMG_3786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168440565117425298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the shades of mother nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7n_WHaLFqI/AAAAAAAAAcY/augzsaDtgGs/s1600-h/IMG_3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7n_WHaLFqI/AAAAAAAAAcY/augzsaDtgGs/s400/IMG_3792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168442802795386530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7oAy3aLFrI/AAAAAAAAAcg/h_LYNeHNYNE/s1600-h/IMG_3790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7oAy3aLFrI/AAAAAAAAAcg/h_LYNeHNYNE/s400/IMG_3790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168444396228253362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7oCvnaLFsI/AAAAAAAAAco/z65Awz9gPn8/s1600-h/IMG_3793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7oCvnaLFsI/AAAAAAAAAco/z65Awz9gPn8/s400/IMG_3793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168446539416934082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle walls that surround around our school area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking back can be quite enjoyable too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-8518543734462254117?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8518543734462254117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=8518543734462254117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8518543734462254117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8518543734462254117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/02/finding-my-way-home.html' title='finding my way home'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7n8g3aLFnI/AAAAAAAAAcA/afjb-bWk-z8/s72-c/IMG_3776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6592218039619215753</id><published>2008-02-15T04:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T04:33:45.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roses are red</title><content type='html'>This afternoon I received a pleasant surprise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Skp3aLFkI/AAAAAAAAAbo/x-68-3u__MY/s1600-h/IMG_3754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Skp3aLFkI/AAAAAAAAAbo/x-68-3u__MY/s400/IMG_3754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166935711656121922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's vday is well-spent.&lt;br /&gt;be it ur bf, family, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Sk33aLFlI/AAAAAAAAAbw/k5siLMm_rkc/s1600-h/IMG_3756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Sk33aLFlI/AAAAAAAAAbw/k5siLMm_rkc/s400/IMG_3756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166935952174290514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7SlQXaLFmI/AAAAAAAAAb4/u-nK4htVu5I/s1600-h/DSC00870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7SlQXaLFmI/AAAAAAAAAb4/u-nK4htVu5I/s400/DSC00870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166936373081085538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and so I finally found a sauce bottle to place them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vday is a day for the romantic thingie.&lt;br /&gt;the practical pressies can come during birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, I am still a girl :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6592218039619215753?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6592218039619215753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6592218039619215753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6592218039619215753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6592218039619215753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/02/roses-are-red.html' title='roses are red'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Skp3aLFkI/AAAAAAAAAbo/x-68-3u__MY/s72-c/IMG_3754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7906499294135504420</id><published>2008-02-14T19:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:30:18.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who say it's fun?</title><content type='html'>It's officially 1 week here in Maastricht and I have only attended 1 lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the coursework and boy! it's really tough here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically it's 25% presentation, 25% written and 50% examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the tricky thing about here is, you have to participate and prepare ur reading materials in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much reading to do. this semester is MAKE OR BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The textbooks here are so freaking expensive, like double the amount.&lt;br /&gt;my HRM book cost 69euros which is like S$140. I really regretted not buying in Singapore b4 coming but then again my weight of my luggage will be affected. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classmates are all dutch, germans. &lt;br /&gt;the germans are the ones in the university who gets all the As.&lt;br /&gt;my german classmates already asking abt the exam format on the 1st day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like singaporeans? :P some but NOT me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some fotos I've been missing out in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q6JHaLFbI/AAAAAAAAAag/oYW5Nk7pFrw/s1600-h/Maastricht0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q6JHaLFbI/AAAAAAAAAag/oYW5Nk7pFrw/s400/Maastricht0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166818600782861746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is one of the square with the clock tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maastricht is a really pretty town! I just got to know that the EU treaty happens here and was used as the entrance for the french attack in the history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the architects are really very french-like and that explains why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love country side feeling rather than the normal bustling city life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q7xXaLFcI/AAAAAAAAAao/qpnUyUMSR0c/s1600-h/IMG_3719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q7xXaLFcI/AAAAAAAAAao/qpnUyUMSR0c/s400/IMG_3719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166820391784224194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the buildings appear like this.&lt;br /&gt;like walking on cobbled streets and small country lanes like these just make you feel nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;loving it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q8OXaLFdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tWf8Q4hCONo/s1600-h/maastricht16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q8OXaLFdI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tWf8Q4hCONo/s400/maastricht16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166820890000430546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the churches there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really lucky as the guys from singapore, derek and daryl really can cook!&lt;br /&gt;even tejinder can cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel ashame but I will help them then learn along the way :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q843aLFeI/AAAAAAAAAa4/fSN4V6nEKhY/s1600-h/IMG_3743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q843aLFeI/AAAAAAAAAa4/fSN4V6nEKhY/s400/IMG_3743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166821620144870882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; almost close to my home cooked food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks good ah... every night they have been cooking. really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not started my shopping yet coz my account 3 weeks later then can get the money.&lt;br /&gt;arGh! unlike singapore :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've been spending money on school like my new bag to bring to school, groceries and MORE GROCERIES! food and more food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q-AnaLFfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/uAsiGw-grvQ/s1600-h/DSC00866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q-AnaLFfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/uAsiGw-grvQ/s400/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166822852800484850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really quite worth it to me, only 55 euros! (=s$110) and I can put my laptop in! cool rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q_BHaLFgI/AAAAAAAAAbI/r5X1W1ydHAs/s1600-h/DSC00867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q_BHaLFgI/AAAAAAAAAbI/r5X1W1ydHAs/s400/DSC00867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166823960902047234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's a mac, a mac, a mac, a mac :p notice the flower beside? was given by my dearest friends so I can think of them :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my work desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q_4naLFhI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Y2AW1QR2bKk/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q_4naLFhI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Y2AW1QR2bKk/s400/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166824914384786962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the booze here is cheap!&lt;br /&gt;one bottle of wine is 1.69 to 3.79 euros! which like S$3.50 to 7.50.&lt;br /&gt;we are talking about jacob's creek and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to meet my mentor naomi, shes dutch and my friend I know in NTU, Martjin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, there's an asian supermart somewhere near the train station which is about 15-20min walk. Ohyes, I WALKED ALOT HERE and I dun realised it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my school is like 20 to 30 min away. if the weather sucks then it's a drag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here's one beautiful scenery I took when we were walking to the asian supermart using my phone w580i and it's one of the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7RBAHaLFiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/r91dEsTx0po/s1600-h/DSC00864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7RBAHaLFiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/r91dEsTx0po/s400/DSC00864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166826142745433634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to brussels this weekend and hopefully it's breath taking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Maastricht too it's just a stone throw away from belgium and germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovveeeeeee it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people, happy valentines' day to you!&lt;br /&gt;hope all is well in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUAT AH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7906499294135504420?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7906499294135504420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7906499294135504420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7906499294135504420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7906499294135504420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-say-its-fun.html' title='who say it&apos;s fun?'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R7Q6JHaLFbI/AAAAAAAAAag/oYW5Nk7pFrw/s72-c/Maastricht0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3787736040928460789</id><published>2008-02-08T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:31:28.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE netherlands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zfkSw-KaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OSJRMKajn2A/s1600-h/IMG_3712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zfkSw-KaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OSJRMKajn2A/s400/IMG_3712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164748687292639650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 4th day in Maastricht and it has been cold here but not the worst I've experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still bearable for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me blog my journey here...... for these 3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I travelled alone via SQ and watched 'secret' and 'balls of fury' in the plane. &lt;br /&gt;not nice de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's an empty seat beside me and I felt like I was the only asian there!&lt;br /&gt;Until i saw 2 more asians and I overheard that they are going Maastricht too.&lt;br /&gt;But i was shy to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was very heavy in my heart because I was holding my tears.&lt;br /&gt;my frenz, family and dearie sent me off. Luckily I din cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be so grown-up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6uSiCw-KMI/AAAAAAAAAYg/RUF27X0OOSk/s1600-h/IMG_3658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6uSiCw-KMI/AAAAAAAAAYg/RUF27X0OOSk/s400/IMG_3658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164382511265884354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the pressie they gimme :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then going thru the customs was scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because they seemed pretty strict so they open up passengers' baggages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The custom officer wanted to open mine too. until this tattoo body guy came along and his focus switched to him. &lt;br /&gt;so he just check my visa, acceptance letter and I am off to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised my luggage is 27.9kg with my backpack of 11kg.&lt;br /&gt;And moi is like 45 kg only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez! How am i going to manage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6uT-Sw-KOI/AAAAAAAAAYw/EQ007yGo7uY/s1600-h/IMG_3666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6uT-Sw-KOI/AAAAAAAAAYw/EQ007yGo7uY/s400/IMG_3666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164384096108816610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that's MY backpack only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I am off to take the train.&lt;br /&gt;The train was confusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each platform has different trains going on different routes.best of all, sometimes the train can interchange to the other platform so must really read properly, note the timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's really efficient. the train has SPECIFIC timing like 10:32 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2.5 hrs journey has nice sceneries but was unfortunate raining.&lt;br /&gt;the rain really spoiled it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun quote me but some people are not very friendly. When i ask some questions abt the train tickets, they just can't give me a definite answer eventhough I know they noe it. they just abruptly answer you and when you ask them again then they will give u the correct answer. wth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some are quite nice to help me carry the luggage off and on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought the 1st class tic and there's only 1 section (out of 15 sections) on the train. the rest are all 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird and I had a hard time running in the middle to board on else it will leave ON THE DOT. yes, like 11:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6uZYSw-KPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BUR67ZLdCFY/s1600-h/IMG_3679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6uZYSw-KPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BUR67ZLdCFY/s400/IMG_3679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164390040343554290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived and the student exchange network committee fetched us to guesthouse.&lt;br /&gt;I am paying 13.25euros/night in my guesthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zVbCw-KRI/AAAAAAAAAZI/e25IgOBk-OA/s1600-h/IMG_3685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zVbCw-KRI/AAAAAAAAAZI/e25IgOBk-OA/s400/IMG_3685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164737533262571794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my single room. it's so BIG! and the heater makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zUbyw-KQI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ymUsl0Ozco0/s1600-h/IMG_3683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zUbyw-KQI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ymUsl0Ozco0/s400/IMG_3683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164736446635845890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after unpacking, we proceed to walk to city centre and realised the train station is so near us! 5 min distance. this station can go brussels and basically the whole of europe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other singapore NTU mates brought everything - pillow, pots and pans, sauces, kettle, rice cooker, cup, utensils.&lt;br /&gt;I thought was abit kuazhang but in the end, i regretted becoz it's so expensive :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent like 40 euros just on pillow, pillow cases, bowl, plate, cup, utensils and dunno wat else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met other singaporeans from SMU and NUS maybe about 10+ of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of them came earlier for the carnival and went to barcelona, Uk over the week. cool man! and shared their experiences with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 feb we went to the university for orientation and realised it used to be a church so my briefing was in a chapel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zW0Sw-KSI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jGNOXC9DpaI/s1600-h/IMG_3693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zW0Sw-KSI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jGNOXC9DpaI/s400/IMG_3693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164739066565896482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the university is really modern especially the library but the school buildings blend in with the surroundings so I might lost my way really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some places in the university reminds me of hospital :/ especially the signs.&lt;br /&gt;check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zX4Sw-KTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Nt78F8qa6K4/s1600-h/IMG_3704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zX4Sw-KTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Nt78F8qa6K4/s400/IMG_3704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164740234797001010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; faculty of economics and business administration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zYqCw-KUI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bUNpu40WASI/s1600-h/IMG_3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zYqCw-KUI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bUNpu40WASI/s400/IMG_3707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164741089495492930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the hospital signs. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zZwyw-KVI/AAAAAAAAAZo/g7qIfnndhHI/s1600-h/IMG_3708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zZwyw-KVI/AAAAAAAAAZo/g7qIfnndhHI/s320/IMG_3708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164742304971237714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pure entertainment in the men's toilet. apparently they have pictures of flies in the toilet bowl. farnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Maastricht. it's a small town with nice shopping areas and serene walk ways.&lt;br /&gt;it's like those we've seen in movies. the brick like pathways and buildings living out of ancient rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply love european culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zcPSw-KWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/N54HGDH3rVM/s1600-h/IMG_3689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zcPSw-KWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/N54HGDH3rVM/s320/IMG_3689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164745027980503394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zcgyw-KXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/N4hI3c3lrNw/s1600-h/IMG_3691_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zcgyw-KXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/N4hI3c3lrNw/s400/IMG_3691_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164745328628214130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photoshoped. but I love this pic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our guesthouse is opposite the bridge where the citycentre is.&lt;br /&gt;everyday we have to cross that bridge to buy groceries and stuffs, walking to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this scenery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zdDyw-KYI/AAAAAAAAAaA/OINPT4n6dp0/s1600-h/IMG_3717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zdDyw-KYI/AAAAAAAAAaA/OINPT4n6dp0/s400/IMG_3717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164745929923635586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's almost perfect with the sunset. of coz, there are more beautiful sceneries in europe. can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the city centre is also bustling with shops on certain days like thursdays they open till 9pm else it's 6pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zfOyw-KZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/pIUT_1K-Q2Y/s1600-h/IMG_3700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zfOyw-KZI/AAAAAAAAAaI/pIUT_1K-Q2Y/s400/IMG_3700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164748317925452178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zf3yw-KbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/zTiLazCwcgo/s1600-h/IMG_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zf3yw-KbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/zTiLazCwcgo/s400/IMG_3713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164749022300088754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winter trees lined up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more photos in other friends' camera. wait for more updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile dun miss me and take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, GONG XI FA CAI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prosperous new year people~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss my family, frenz and dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3787736040928460789?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3787736040928460789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3787736040928460789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3787736040928460789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3787736040928460789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/02/netherlands.html' title='THE netherlands'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R6zfkSw-KaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/OSJRMKajn2A/s72-c/IMG_3712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6055337107977596964</id><published>2008-01-25T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T01:27:53.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my invitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R5jKZSw-KLI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bcHcOv9nzqA/s1600-h/hiphopforme.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R5jKZSw-KLI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bcHcOv9nzqA/s400/hiphopforme.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159095909035681970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people whom I noe and reading this now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving for netherlands on 5 Feb and wanna club before I leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the flyer for more info on top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if wanna go, email or msn me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only on invites. not like exclusively my party there but just wanna call people I know will have a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: not that my trip is a big deal but getting all of you together is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of coz, you may go with your group but remember to say HI to me and I am contented!&lt;br /&gt;else, you may join me and my fellow pretty babes and hunks(less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, text me if u may pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rgds, &lt;br /&gt;Lynette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6055337107977596964?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6055337107977596964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6055337107977596964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6055337107977596964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6055337107977596964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-invitation.html' title='my invitation'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R5jKZSw-KLI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bcHcOv9nzqA/s72-c/hiphopforme.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-433569503315258263</id><published>2008-01-18T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T02:16:20.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures for memories'/><title type='text'>I'm leaving...</title><content type='html'>Here's another chapter in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving for Europe, Netherlands Maastricht University to pursue one semester of studies there on 5 FEB my flight is SQ324 11.50pm and I am quite excited that I am going to the new terminal 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my visa got approved through a hedious process of approvals, paperwork, transfer of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! finally it's approved and now I have one whole list to do,buy and settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reapplied for passport, get another domestic flight into maastricht thru KLM or get a train instead, travel insurance, winter wear, learn cycling, selling my textbooks? I have one BIG pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is like 6 - 10 degrees now in netherlands but because we are planning to travel around europe during the 5 months so it will be colder in other parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this whole excitement stirring thru my mind and the busy things-to-do list to get all gear up, I also taking time to spend more time with my dearie, family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth was so sweet to bring my dogs to ECP with my mum, sis, maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were so cute!!! they are so happy eventhough the floor was so wet because of the rainy season.&lt;br /&gt;dogs' lives are so short, must make them happy as long as they lived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-V4yM3gTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/pG_aGI4gBpA/s1600-h/IMG_3570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-V4yM3gTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/pG_aGI4gBpA/s320/IMG_3570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156504901143462194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;getting used to riding in a car..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-XCSM3gUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/-dqCO0ksY5M/s1600-h/IMG_3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-XCSM3gUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/-dqCO0ksY5M/s320/IMG_3567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156506163863847234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;girlie eyes &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-XZiM3gVI/AAAAAAAAAXo/zcSCfPDTKUo/s1600-h/IMG_3618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-XZiM3gVI/AAAAAAAAAXo/zcSCfPDTKUo/s320/IMG_3618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156506563295805778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;boy actually love looking out of the car without anyone to lift him up.&lt;br /&gt;maybe he's a guy attracted to cars, vroom vroom! boys will be boys.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Then in ECP....&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-YWyM3gWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/fnbvYIBCOTE/s1600-h/IMG_3591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-YWyM3gWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/fnbvYIBCOTE/s320/IMG_3591.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156507615562793314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; furball spotted!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-YwiM3gXI/AAAAAAAAAX4/XespZEhdpqA/s1600-h/IMG_3611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-YwiM3gXI/AAAAAAAAAX4/XespZEhdpqA/s320/IMG_3611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156508057944424818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; nneth walking the girl&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-ZMSM3gYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/TPhrGqhlf6g/s1600-h/IMG_3595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-ZMSM3gYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/TPhrGqhlf6g/s320/IMG_3595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156508534685794690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; resting, tired xia!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-ZjiM3gZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Jn4rf1rAG5Q/s1600-h/IMG_3616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-ZjiM3gZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Jn4rf1rAG5Q/s320/IMG_3616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156508934117753234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Stroke me! yes MORE~~~ AWWWWW time to act cute&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-adSM3gaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aHxMampgkAk/s1600-h/IMG_3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-adSM3gaI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/aHxMampgkAk/s320/IMG_3045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156509926255198626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;winks~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it's not going to be forever but even it's for short lived, I cherish every moments with them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggies and cruella..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them to the bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of coz, the guy who made this possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenneth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-433569503315258263?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/433569503315258263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=433569503315258263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/433569503315258263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/433569503315258263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-leaving.html' title='I&apos;m leaving...'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R4-V4yM3gTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/pG_aGI4gBpA/s72-c/IMG_3570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2494434345649133670</id><published>2008-01-18T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T02:21:31.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Hi everyone!</title><content type='html'>it's been ages I last blogged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to 2007....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I made mistakes that should be rectified. like late, sleeping too late, (time check now is 1.19am IMPROVED!), talk too much doing too little, being demanding, being all princessy, scolding at people, thinking I'm so darn smart (but I am wat?hehe), haolianz (but it's true what... hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Made the most important decision of the scholarship, my future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Internship at wda was one of the best times in my life. yes, 24 yrs old of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Made the best group mates :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gotten closer with my darling, mum, sis, dogs, maid, father in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. my uncle passed away on 25 Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. exchange in SMU enriched my knowledge and broaden my horizons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. braces embarked on 24 Jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Less clubbing, less drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. more flaunting, more dressy (eh DUN CALL ME AUNTIE LE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The all awaited trip to taiwan with my best buds!!!!!!!!!! FINALLY! YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The horror invention of facebook that got me hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. MONEY? not enough :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. honda jazz white baby arrival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. macbook baby ownership and mummy (me) loves u so much :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. moved out of my beloved single room hall 16A-04-01S. U have no idea how much that room meant to me. EVERYTHING and i mean EVERYTHING goes on in that little space, corner of mine. just me, myself and i. I LOVE THAT FREE SPACE where i can think of rubbish, chat of everything, do any shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. misunderstandings. worst ever. but I am glad it din last :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. curlys in trend in style for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I'm a facial softie :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. TV channel 8 drama addiction! it's been ages I watched TV so much like following a drama serial.&lt;br /&gt;golden path, lucky star is SO NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends... hope it's not too late for my greetings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY X'MAS 2007&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every year we receive, we wish, we hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's ur resolution this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hold them with the greatest sincerity that everything goes well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2494434345649133670?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2494434345649133670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2494434345649133670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2494434345649133670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2494434345649133670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2008/01/hi-everyone.html' title='Hi everyone!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2214889149276490074</id><published>2007-12-11T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T00:28:57.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long time...</title><content type='html'>I haven been blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy(with dunno what) but just BUSY la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok some flash backs to keep you guys entertained:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIG TURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R16s5c_HUvI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WSmxF3Yep88/s1600-h/10112007102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R16s5c_HUvI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WSmxF3Yep88/s400/10112007102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142737927537119986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R16u08_HUwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XRv2WiRUZbs/s1600-h/10112007106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R16u08_HUwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XRv2WiRUZbs/s400/10112007106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142740049250964226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely pretty ladies.. haha. too bad no cincin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R16zJM_HUxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/tSBQ1hBgZZA/s1600-h/10112007121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R16zJM_HUxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/tSBQ1hBgZZA/s400/10112007121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142744795189826322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pressies!wahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R160Cs_HUzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uTb291CLnFU/s1600-h/IMG_3981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R160Cs_HUzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uTb291CLnFU/s400/IMG_3981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142745783032304434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with SMU classmates, Val and Kaiquan.. wowee thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;but sianZ! look damn short there :( all the tall people.. sobz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushing project nearing my birthday. this is sad but however, it's finally OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, end of my NTU DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my cores in NTU and going to Universeit of Maastricht to take my general electives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to take 2 slack GEs, judging the passing rates and no. of exchange students taking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gender differences in economics and management&lt;br /&gt;intro to human resource &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa generic indeed! I am going to work hard ok (but R&amp;R too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to travel to europe.&lt;br /&gt;may god bless my safety, family, my journey, my trip, my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not a christian just GOD in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love x'mas!!!! it's the time of the year again.&lt;br /&gt;I love pressies, the carols and orchard lightings are nice this year - snowflakes in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;I have been browsing ard, checking out my friends' well being and so many things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;it's just yesterday, we were playing childhood, being forgiven as children doing the most nonsensical stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next moment, child bearing and bearing responsibilities in life.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't imagine what the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;seems too near yet too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reading about philosophies from the book, "Sophie's world"&lt;br /&gt;interesting but alot of depth that I can't take it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;ya, i prefer the brainless and more close to heart like personally &lt;em&gt;MINE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psp, surfing, blogging, facebooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my blog suggest, embrace n breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently a sad news that my mummy's brother (my uncle) is diagnosed with liver cancer and had 3 to 6 more weeks to live in the advanced stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come it was not discovered earlier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I thought with today's advanced technology, that seems so unaccepted.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is the 20th century!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we read and realised it has NO SYMPTOMS and will only show in the advanced stage.&lt;br /&gt;you mean THAT'S IT?&lt;br /&gt;life is just shrinking responsibility.needed a reason badly.&lt;br /&gt;his skin colour changed, eyes change, stomach bloated, lost appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am not very close with him, I broke down.&lt;br /&gt;my mum loved him dearly.&lt;br /&gt;she was by his side all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's his 3 sons and wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK.&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's FILIAL PIETY?&lt;br /&gt;come, let's talk about WILL AND MONEY 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him and broke down again.&lt;br /&gt;frugal because of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear of losing the loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;how it may strike to me one day.&lt;br /&gt;yes, people don't live forever but has he live his life to the FULLEST?&lt;br /&gt;is it FULFILED?&lt;br /&gt;is he HAPPY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, who doesn't want his family by his side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of my grandmother again.&lt;br /&gt;she appeared in my dreams, within my soul,living in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I had exams and feeling stress, she appear with a smile somewhere in the night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with tears dried up on my pillows.&lt;br /&gt;embraced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had done bad things, I asked for forgiveness and hope all will be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, I'm really counting my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the richest but I don't starve.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the most successful but I am not living aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the prettiest but I am accepted by those around me.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the best lover but I am blessed to be loved by him, family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fortunate I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I am a &lt;em&gt;Singaporean&lt;/em&gt; so don't think I am that naive and simple based on my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irony really, I have HIGH expectations and competitive too.&lt;br /&gt;But one's thing for sure: I am HIGHLY optimistic and I hate being unappreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, do me a favour - don't bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;ya, I can't take criticisms :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self reflections really,&lt;br /&gt;I must keep my promises and do what I always wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new yr resolutions that are always on the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, any people who wish to back me up?&lt;br /&gt;monetary or moral support also can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2214889149276490074?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2214889149276490074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2214889149276490074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2214889149276490074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2214889149276490074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-been-long-time.html' title='it&apos;s been a long time...'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/R16s5c_HUvI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WSmxF3Yep88/s72-c/10112007102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2416764581833985318</id><published>2007-11-14T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:36:15.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when I spend too much time in facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lynette,&lt;br /&gt;This is a time for decision and action, like it or not. You must begin making better use of your time. Make a schedule today and follow through on it. You have been spending too much time on some tasks, and too little time on others. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alot more to do.&lt;br /&gt;haiz 23 pages of exam case study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to BOoks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook still active though :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2416764581833985318?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2416764581833985318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2416764581833985318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2416764581833985318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2416764581833985318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-when-i-spend-too-much-time-in.html' title='Just when I spend too much time in facebook'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-4641947388077003115</id><published>2007-11-13T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T15:00:41.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RzlLToWwHPI/AAAAAAAAAWo/N75oSwzxxdQ/s1600-h/stardust.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RzlLToWwHPI/AAAAAAAAAWo/N75oSwzxxdQ/s400/stardust.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132216050987834610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stardust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So romantic! scifi fantasy... I like :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvaine: &lt;em&gt;You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn’t true. I know a lot about love. I’ve seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate… It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves… You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and… What I’m trying to say, Tristan is… I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I’d know it for myself. My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-4641947388077003115?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4641947388077003115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=4641947388077003115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4641947388077003115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4641947388077003115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/11/romantic.html' title='Romantic'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RzlLToWwHPI/AAAAAAAAAWo/N75oSwzxxdQ/s72-c/stardust.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-9134553949846987452</id><published>2007-11-11T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T16:32:36.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures for memories'/><title type='text'>The dog with the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rza9O4WwHOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hnR6aC9_Gz8/s1600-h/chihuahua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rza9O4WwHOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hnR6aC9_Gz8/s400/chihuahua.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131496888778890466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart caught my attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it from Muliani's blog and thought of sharing with u all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-9134553949846987452?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/9134553949846987452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=9134553949846987452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/9134553949846987452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/9134553949846987452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/11/dog-with-heart.html' title='The dog with the heart'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rza9O4WwHOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hnR6aC9_Gz8/s72-c/chihuahua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2191169570086165242</id><published>2007-11-07T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T19:21:31.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>I am waiting for the money to be transferred so I can process my visa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for my birthday 13 Nov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for my exams to be over 27 Nov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for job application answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for x'mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for my holland trip 2 Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting to travel around Europe!weeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for scholarship pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting to move out of hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for this phone: SE w580i and the pink is so sweet and feminine.. I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RzGcysLZ9-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/pWE2FhVZEA4/s1600-h/w580i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RzGcysLZ9-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/pWE2FhVZEA4/s400/w580i.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130053845218097122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why but I am becoming practical&lt;br /&gt;No flowers, no cute toys, no memo holders, no perfumes for my birthday plsssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to get for me, choose the followings:&lt;br /&gt;1. handphone only sony ericsson &lt;br /&gt;2. cosmetics especially blusher or eye shadow from M.A.C&lt;br /&gt;3. PSP or DS lite. i wanna join the gang &lt;br /&gt;4. nice bags not for school but for outing. small cutie girly bag&lt;br /&gt;5. eh clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;else just a simple birthday wish greeting will do! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my rscela.. no excuse!!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2191169570086165242?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2191169570086165242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2191169570086165242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2191169570086165242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2191169570086165242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/11/waiting.html' title='waiting'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RzGcysLZ9-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/pWE2FhVZEA4/s72-c/w580i.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7424124783564479159</id><published>2007-11-02T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:31:21.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how now brown cow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrqJ8LZ90I/AAAAAAAAAVI/BDUwHMw2AgI/s1600-h/DSC03422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrqJ8LZ90I/AAAAAAAAAVI/BDUwHMw2AgI/s400/DSC03422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128168582208419650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe a night out with the MoOoO-lahz in timbre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man I love live band with good pizzas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrqisLZ91I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8uyLldCCteI/s1600-h/IMG_3921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrqisLZ91I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8uyLldCCteI/s400/IMG_3921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128169007410181970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummilicious! sinful glutton but still not repenting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting good beer! Lady C begs to differ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrrD8LZ92I/AAAAAAAAAVY/GKBISQ3o7-Q/s1600-h/IMG_3912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrrD8LZ92I/AAAAAAAAAVY/GKBISQ3o7-Q/s400/IMG_3912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128169578640832354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Lady C. I like u without spects ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrrMMLZ93I/AAAAAAAAAVg/to78CeC6Tw8/s1600-h/IMG_3914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrrMMLZ93I/AAAAAAAAAVg/to78CeC6Tw8/s400/IMG_3914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128169720374753138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.. did I tell anyone that I love heineken alot?&lt;br /&gt;I drank in china - heineken and asahi. &lt;br /&gt;but heineken is my favourite in singapore ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheap beer but WHO CARES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrrrcLZ94I/AAAAAAAAAVo/rz6ClqV84MA/s1600-h/IMG_3942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrrrcLZ94I/AAAAAAAAAVo/rz6ClqV84MA/s400/IMG_3942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128170257245665154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, I wun get drunk so easily at least not with 1 bottle of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! and I love my nails too. it's SEXY! admit it...&lt;br /&gt;dun tell me to cut off because there's a maximum length I will keep. &lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with HUG-MON-GUS food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ryrs8MLZ96I/AAAAAAAAAV4/4mQmi3XX6GI/s1600-h/IMG_3934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ryrs8MLZ96I/AAAAAAAAAV4/4mQmi3XX6GI/s400/IMG_3934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128171644520101794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my favourite cheesy food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrtL8LZ97I/AAAAAAAAAWA/peYaoDjvNYM/s1600-h/IMG_3938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrtL8LZ97I/AAAAAAAAAWA/peYaoDjvNYM/s400/IMG_3938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128171915103041458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my favourite companions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrshsLZ95I/AAAAAAAAAVw/VY59vH-pDzU/s1600-h/IMG_3948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrshsLZ95I/AAAAAAAAAVw/VY59vH-pDzU/s400/IMG_3948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128171189253568402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course signing off with the pretty demure ladies. wahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyruB8LZ98I/AAAAAAAAAWI/g7wPtGbosOk/s1600-h/IMG_3944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyruB8LZ98I/AAAAAAAAAWI/g7wPtGbosOk/s400/IMG_3944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128172842815977410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you bear to HATE us? :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7424124783564479159?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7424124783564479159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7424124783564479159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7424124783564479159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7424124783564479159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-now-brown-cow.html' title='how now brown cow?'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrqJ8LZ90I/AAAAAAAAAVI/BDUwHMw2AgI/s72-c/DSC03422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6883999333783893673</id><published>2007-11-02T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:06:24.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-exams</title><content type='html'>Presentations are almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quizzes are OFFICIALLY Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, another difficult semester but still, not as bad as last semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally can breathe now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos of our final most intense presentation of our 3 yrs in NTU, no kidding!&lt;br /&gt;present for 20 mins and be prepared to answer questions from the floor, our fellow classmates for 1 whole hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really good training as what our dear prof, Ian Mcgovern says:&lt;br /&gt;"people will ask because they process the question in their heads beforehand to make sure it doesnt sound so dumb."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true.... really impromptu and making sure we act on our feets as unexpected questions are really totally unanticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tried saving our ass by having the most 'flexible' approach that anything can done and it really depends. still the ambiguity is not justifiable when people are trying to pin us down and then asking the specific questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had fun really and learned alot incredibly. Still GMS is a subject I do not find very familiar to. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ryris8LZ9xI/AAAAAAAAAUw/AwHsBUrggj4/s1600-h/IMG_3874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ryris8LZ9xI/AAAAAAAAAUw/AwHsBUrggj4/s400/IMG_3874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128160387410818834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap! the construction behind spoil everything :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look zombie because I only had 1.5 hrs of sleep that night and not forgetting the many other nights I had not been sleeping well and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting the MOoOo-lahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrkTMLZ9zI/AAAAAAAAAVA/FeAOoQPZ8gE/s1600-h/Moooolahz+Logo+(Colour+-+Will+Work+For+Milk!).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RyrkTMLZ9zI/AAAAAAAAAVA/FeAOoQPZ8gE/s400/Moooolahz+Logo+(Colour+-+Will+Work+For+Milk!).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128162144052442930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logo designed by me and improvised by kaiquan with the tagline below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 4 'O's represent 4 of us&lt;br /&gt;and Moooolahz simply means MONEY! ohyea money money!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ryrj08LZ9yI/AAAAAAAAAU4/h2Tr-QMAO4Y/s1600-h/IMG_3875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ryrj08LZ9yI/AAAAAAAAAU4/h2Tr-QMAO4Y/s400/IMG_3875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128161624361400098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many memories at this walkway.&lt;br /&gt;in this school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through my archives of the many groups I have worked with.&lt;br /&gt;the many projects we sweat on.&lt;br /&gt;the many presentations we have stayed up all nights.&lt;br /&gt;the many argumentations we had in classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have worked with many people and gosh, I have learned of skills I never learned in poly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In poly, I was in one best dynamic group that I was comfortable with for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;coming to NTU, almost every group is different with different kind of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, I appreciate that. it really open me up, tolerance, communication, sharing, convincing, a stroke of luck as well. who noes what kinda worker he/she is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know how to deal with some kind of people.&lt;br /&gt;real in the working society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the experience, we take each project with professionalism and there, it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donald trump, "it's just business, nothing personal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many can turn out to be FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS like sharing of personal thoughts,laughing, confiding, common interests, common goals and a tint of chemistry that you feel good with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS u noe u will miss when u get out of this school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have some like MoOoO-lahz - all 3 members! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, not that I am unpopular. perhaps, just lazy to interact. &lt;br /&gt;I mean practically, it's a real tiring process. gotta be sincere as well.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, you need to be 'ar' with me also and the main word, COMFORTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whoever they are, they noe I am referring to them  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's take this exams with strife and pride to score well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many of us are so called graduating this semster as they have cleared all their modules and ready to work next year onwards and me going overseas, what other chances do we still have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except to wear the gown and smile taking photos during convocation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to leave it all behind.&lt;br /&gt;the happiness, the anger and the sadness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6883999333783893673?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6883999333783893673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6883999333783893673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6883999333783893673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6883999333783893673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/11/pre-exams.html' title='Pre-exams'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ryris8LZ9xI/AAAAAAAAAUw/AwHsBUrggj4/s72-c/IMG_3874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-5268469455167383198</id><published>2007-10-25T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T01:05:17.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the night</title><content type='html'>was superb! for the singapore retailers association 30th anniversary dinner at the meritius Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok alot of big retailers were there like hour glass, capitaland, courts, C.K Tangs, Metro etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coolest was Lee Hwa jewellery who won the best dressed table who wore all the BLINGS BLINGS on their necks. Man, my eyes light up as well when they all take photos. it was definitely networking session for them that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me feel like want to reach that stage someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! was teased by flying dutchman that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikea won the best store concept that night.&lt;br /&gt;we had good drinks and evelyn (HR manager) introduced me to the swedish managers of each department. it was gd handshakes and booze to add with the cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad that Ikea cheered for me when I went up to get the scroll from Minister of trade and industry: Mr Lee and SRA president: Dr Jannie Tay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a night we interacted and it was good to meet everyone of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing is we each gotten a $1000 voucher from borders but what can I do with them? textbooks, dvd, books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimme some books on philosophies, I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some photos for the night.. there's many others I am still waiting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rx96X10mSwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/iOZVxn91i2g/s1600-h/071023-SRABall-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rx96X10mSwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/iOZVxn91i2g/s400/071023-SRABall-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124949450974186242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole gang + 2 beside me on the left from SRA and WDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rx961l0mSxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AvYY0M6Es-M/s1600-h/071023-SRABall-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rx961l0mSxI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AvYY0M6Es-M/s400/071023-SRABall-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124949962075294482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooppss abit too much to drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-5268469455167383198?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5268469455167383198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=5268469455167383198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5268469455167383198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5268469455167383198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/10/night.html' title='the night'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rx96X10mSwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/iOZVxn91i2g/s72-c/071023-SRABall-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-8864563249646920812</id><published>2007-10-17T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:38:32.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZUN!</title><content type='html'>Just when I feel my work is piling up and feel really irritated because I really thought it's over but there's more to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the facebook astrology and realised it's damn &lt;em&gt;ZUN&lt;/em&gt; la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lynette,&lt;br /&gt;There's so much going on that you can't figure out exactly where to start. You will have to gather your strength if you want to make it over the last hurdle. A project you thought you had finished still needs some more work. A little self-discipline will help you to reach the finish line."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shocked*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-8864563249646920812?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8864563249646920812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=8864563249646920812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8864563249646920812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8864563249646920812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/10/zun.html' title='ZUN!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6917064842036710218</id><published>2007-10-16T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T02:53:28.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW comes the dilemma</title><content type='html'>ok 1st was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"get then say"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"what if I get it?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last round was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Do I really want it?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"SHit! now what? go or no go?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahliew, so ironic!&lt;br /&gt;3 interview rounds and every round, interviewers asking me, why do you want the scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like saying the political correct answer, giving the almost flawless perfect answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now here I am questioning my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven i been thru this again and again?&lt;br /&gt;haven i asked myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait for the terms and conditions offered.&lt;br /&gt;then shall c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others of my schoolmates got Adidas, Expressions, Cold Storage and Wing Tai Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, exams are coming... exactly 1 month from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are my exam dates -&lt;br /&gt;16 nov Strategic Management&lt;br /&gt;23 nov Global Market Strategy: Prof Ian Mcgovern, please spare me!&lt;br /&gt;27 nov Management Accounting: Prof Katherine Yuen, U know I love you! muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiotic-ally stressful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, oh why are my classmates making me feel so stupid?!&lt;br /&gt;my prof is yakking yakking yakkidiyak and I am in dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;why?! I know... because I have been studying too much.&lt;br /&gt;too old, too rusty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, begging u.... can someone teach me to be at least on par or let me feel smarter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, juicy pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RxO1Yl0mStI/AAAAAAAAAUI/18Y1BdesbLI/s1600-h/06102007063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RxO1Yl0mStI/AAAAAAAAAUI/18Y1BdesbLI/s400/06102007063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121636635324598994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I see 'Hula &amp; Co'? geez, my NUS friend was telling me that another NUS guy at the age of 23 owns that company and driving a freaking BMW to school everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RxO1nV0mSuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/JpsjXwTcQTQ/s1600-h/13102007067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RxO1nV0mSuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/JpsjXwTcQTQ/s400/13102007067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121636888727669474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steamboat in katong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RxO2L10mSvI/AAAAAAAAAUY/RH7sShSCYCU/s1600-h/13102007071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RxO2L10mSvI/AAAAAAAAAUY/RH7sShSCYCU/s400/13102007071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121637515792894706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine is almost EVERYWHERE in EVERY picture. that's SCARY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last comment: resident evil extinction not nice one de.... eeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6917064842036710218?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6917064842036710218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6917064842036710218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6917064842036710218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6917064842036710218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-comes-dilemma.html' title='NOW comes the dilemma'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RxO1Yl0mStI/AAAAAAAAAUI/18Y1BdesbLI/s72-c/06102007063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2632221518801286576</id><published>2007-10-12T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:36:39.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I had a dream"</title><content type='html'>Nope, I am not going to talk about martin luther king's inspiring speech that was remembered by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazingly real&lt;br /&gt;nonono, it's not wet dream(dirty minded u!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in this big house&lt;br /&gt;with children around me.&lt;br /&gt;I was a mother embracing a baby.&lt;br /&gt;there's a man (no, can't c his face)&lt;br /&gt;Is he my husband?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this dream getting anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I looked out of the window, &lt;br /&gt;it faces a beautiful lake with mountains in the background.&lt;br /&gt;nostalgic sight.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I am not writing a novel or some story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was what I wanted to be when I was a young girl.&lt;br /&gt;other inspired to be someone.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be a housewife.&lt;br /&gt;then I wanted to be a career woman.&lt;br /&gt;I change again. I decide to be a tai tai but I don't know mahjong&lt;br /&gt;so I think I wanna be a housewife with a maid with kids and dogs. (sucker for kids and dogs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the question popped, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"what the future lies ahead of me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Kaiquan discussed about it over lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"how successful you think you are?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was about his situation that people think he's UP THERE (pui..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;but compared with OTHERS, he dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;comparing is never-end. there's always a higher mountain.&lt;br /&gt;then I thought, it's how contented you feel you are in. how satisfied you are with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, we talked about &lt;a href="http://www.noogenesis.com/game_theory/johari/johari_window.html"&gt;johari window &lt;/a&gt; click on it to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"open" - how well do you know about yourself and others know of u?&lt;br /&gt;"blind" - what do others know of you but hidden to urself?&lt;br /&gt;"hidden" - what others don't know about you but only known to urself?&lt;br /&gt;"unknown" - what you and the others don't know about urself?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting theory with no explicit answer.&lt;br /&gt;My self-esteem is quite high.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when I was young, I was super confident and cocky even. My parents always ask me how's my exams after taking it.&lt;br /&gt;I will say, "GOOD! SURE PASS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT it's either fail or borderline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's my DISCLOSURE? do I disclose what I feel?&lt;br /&gt;chances I don't. (yea, now you know I am a 2-faced snake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.... dunno, still self-discover-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other event that made me want to self-reflect is because I went to sign up for this retail scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaya, smart aleck. I don't even know how much I want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hect, get then say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went through grilling rounds then I realised, I do want it but I don't NEED it.&lt;br /&gt;Scholarship, as good as it may sounds.&lt;br /&gt;The name that bears in your resume forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKEA chose me for the last selection round.&lt;br /&gt;swedish meatballs - endless supply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classmates who also went through are all very nice and equally strong candidates.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to meet people and interacted with them in this process.&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how much I admire these guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, what if I get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"do I really want it?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opportunity costs. monetary and non-monetary. how about the TIME &amp; ENERGY spend getting this PAIN-STAKING degree. (OEI! NOT EASY HOR...SWEATED)&lt;br /&gt;my passion thwart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banking? nahz no good with finance. Money is good though&lt;br /&gt;advertising? Love it but money no good&lt;br /&gt;retail? 2nd love but money no good&lt;br /&gt;hospitality? 3rd love but money not worth the time spent&lt;br /&gt;stat board? forget about climbing but work/life balance&lt;br /&gt;research? KILL ME.&lt;br /&gt;consultancy? Nahz, no grades. haha&lt;br /&gt;tai tai? SURE WILL! SHOW ME THE MONEY, SHAKE LEGS, SHOP TIL U DROP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok before people start shooting me of my misconception about these industries, I wanna stand by.... these are EXCUSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no religion but let GOD decide.&lt;br /&gt;if I do get the scholarship, I will take it. &lt;br /&gt;2 yrs later then decide my ultimate fate.&lt;br /&gt;3/4 of your life to work &amp; slog, better have a GOOD decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONEY OR PASSION? CONCLUDING QUESTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;news flash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to netherlands, University of Maastricht for exchange from feb - june&lt;br /&gt;it's like my grad trip travelling around europe.&lt;br /&gt;it's a stone away from germany and belgium.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you all. I will be good (YES! DON'T DOUBT ME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to declare that I am an exchange FREAKO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exchange to Shanghai for global summer studies.&lt;br /&gt;Exchange to SMU for local SUSEP.&lt;br /&gt;Now this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIP i've yet to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things to do. so bothersome.&lt;br /&gt;just bOOked accomodation.&lt;br /&gt;Applied to the university.&lt;br /&gt;passport fotos.&lt;br /&gt;transcript&lt;br /&gt;visa&lt;br /&gt;flight&lt;br /&gt;expenses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problems flying in and out.&lt;br /&gt;SICK&lt;br /&gt;pray to temple to bless me (AMITABA...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM: facebook astrology daily readings is really super accurate! REALLY... scary... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite I feel better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get some rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;who will even read to &lt;strong&gt;THIS END.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have not joined facebook, please do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT RANDOM: happy birthday to ELAINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, may all my problems be gone with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, be happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile because tomorrow will be BETTER NOT WORSE (BERNARD TAKE NOTE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peaceout! I LOVE PEOPLE LIKE mu,fi,ef,pa,ke,am,ci,da,sh,be,el,ke,ry,kq,ch,va,va,fi,da,zx,xy,pa,xu,ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they MADE a difference to my life and amazingly admired by me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in random order, initials that represent each person so if you do see your initial, you know you are loved by me.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams coming!!!! *PULL HAIR*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST RANDOM: picture of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rw8EcCC2EdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M0NGaTZF4hw/s1600-h/29092007041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rw8EcCC2EdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M0NGaTZF4hw/s400/29092007041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120316180975194578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2632221518801286576?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2632221518801286576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2632221518801286576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2632221518801286576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2632221518801286576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-had-dream.html' title='&quot;I had a dream&quot;'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rw8EcCC2EdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/M0NGaTZF4hw/s72-c/29092007041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-561250903864057753</id><published>2007-10-05T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T01:48:09.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>hahaha! brotherhood</title><content type='html'>Yeah been so busy going for interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week, 3 interviews but going to skip one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, my prof from SMU for Management Accounting, Katherine Yuen showed us a video made by the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO funny! hehe check out their other videos too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creativity. DO SMU students got what it takes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some do and it's like all schools, the elites and the average students.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps, Capitaland Marketing competition SMU won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine Yuen is like the nicest motherly prof I've met!&lt;br /&gt;she's so nice that I feel bad missing her class.&lt;br /&gt;GOsh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENjoy the vid.. whahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/683YRnFXlV4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/683YRnFXlV4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-561250903864057753?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/561250903864057753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=561250903864057753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/561250903864057753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/561250903864057753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/10/hahaha-brotherhood.html' title='hahaha! brotherhood'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2197995078531786993</id><published>2007-09-27T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:48:49.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the challenge</title><content type='html'>we did the challenge organised by SMRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like amazing race around singapore.&lt;br /&gt;running here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RvqHGoim_II/AAAAAAAAATU/KIwDiXd-96Q/s1600-h/smrt+challenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RvqHGoim_II/AAAAAAAAATU/KIwDiXd-96Q/s400/smrt+challenge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114548874864163970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chomp Chomp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tough but we had fun :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like national day to me.&lt;br /&gt;team 0055&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RvqHXYim_JI/AAAAAAAAATc/LIWnX6ZioTs/s1600-h/0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RvqHXYim_JI/AAAAAAAAATc/LIWnX6ZioTs/s400/0057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114549162626972818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick with cough and had to run. &lt;br /&gt;that feeling really sucks! but I am glad I pulled thru.&lt;br /&gt;then again, I must start going to run and gym. really, I miss the sweaty feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes u thought u cant do it but actually u can!&lt;br /&gt;won a $50 bodyshop voucher! weeeee share with shirly one. keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team 0067&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RvqNGYim_KI/AAAAAAAAATk/31G-mUKSobE/s1600-h/smrt+challenge+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"  src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RvqNGYim_KI/AAAAAAAAATk/31G-mUKSobE/s400/smrt+challenge+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114555467638963362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday girl brought luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. next yr again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2197995078531786993?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2197995078531786993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2197995078531786993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2197995078531786993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2197995078531786993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/09/challenge.html' title='the challenge'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RvqHGoim_II/AAAAAAAAATU/KIwDiXd-96Q/s72-c/smrt+challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-1747101897336699780</id><published>2007-09-23T18:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:55:37.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson learnt'/><title type='text'>humans are selfish</title><content type='html'>we are so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes don't tell me you are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always think of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, how about me?"&lt;br /&gt;"I am going to lose out"&lt;br /&gt;"who cares? not my problem!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During WDA PA, I was buying fruits and apparently, val saw some flies around the fruits and then she told me not to eat. then I innocently asked why din the vendors take precautions? I mean what if someone get food poisoned or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me, "Do you think they care? they only care of selling of what they have. Nobody cares for you but only your family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can I add my friends too? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea true, who really cares. especially in this pragmatic world out there where I am killing you, you are killing me and selling things to earn that decent bucks. Nahz, disclaimer again: It doesn't refer to ANY FREAKING ONE OR ANYONE ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so learning to be selfless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life lessons to start will be in university life I realise,&lt;br /&gt;People are so KIASU and think their notes are like their route to success in life.&lt;br /&gt;so when I ask, "hey can I lend your notes?"&lt;br /&gt;funny looks of exchange, implying, "NO! YOU ARE GOING TO LOSE ME IN EXAMS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can I blame them? yea no, blame myself for not attending lesson.&lt;br /&gt;because university works in a bell curve.&lt;br /&gt;my grades are determined by my peers.&lt;br /&gt;they do well, I do bad.&lt;br /&gt;they do bad, I might do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not a constant but a dependency variable!&lt;br /&gt;gawd, we are moulded into selfish human beings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to help (truthfully)&lt;br /&gt;until now, i feel guilty for not giving answers for past year exam questions to my yr 1 friend but my mum taught me to be GRATEFUL.&lt;br /&gt;if this friend refuse before, why Should I help him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at historical records, why should i?&lt;br /&gt;then the taunting question, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;good deeds are done without asking for anything in return"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so now, people can ask me for notes without even blinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you keep helping someone then in the end the person refuse to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prof from England told me a joke(I thought it's funny so laugh with me, HAHAHAHHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He find Singaporeans have this weird culture where people help you once and you have to remember it so next time they ask for your help, you are suppose to reciporcate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who tracks this?&lt;br /&gt;maybe get a LIFE ORGANISER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh to myself. everyone drew a stern expression.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I can't even remember who helped me and whom I help?&lt;br /&gt;am I suppose to be a non-Singaporean because only my prof and I were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings. hmmmm.. how do you feel when your friend is selfish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks eh! BOMB HIM/HER, THROW SHIT AT HIM/HER, CURSE AND SWEAR ALL U WANT but at the back or the new way, FACEBOOK! (my friends who got spanked, slapped, kick are just for fun!hahha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swallow it and say, you won't stoop so low to be a moron like him/her.&lt;br /&gt;as I say again, IT DO NOT REFER TO ANYONE ALIVE DEAD CONDEMNED BY ME &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just my thoughts of nonsense and I wanna let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, I do offend alot of people but WHO CARES? lol&lt;br /&gt;people say I got attitude problem but THAT'S THEIR PROBLEM. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, my wonderful conclusion will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Humility is not thinking less of yourself, it is thinking of yourself less"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl's nick but I am still figuring out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO SELFISH BEINGS! OR ELSE YOU ARE A MORON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIGHT WITH U IN FACEBOOK - VAMPIRE, CS, WARBOOK. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-1747101897336699780?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1747101897336699780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=1747101897336699780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1747101897336699780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1747101897336699780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/09/humans-are-selfish.html' title='humans are selfish'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6721456370485764513</id><published>2007-09-23T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:29:56.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The alumni dinner</title><content type='html'>Just last week went to the alumni dinner and it was nice for all the marketing students cohort to gather and mingle in Grand Plaza Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose was more of the alumni to share about their work experiences to us, to give us a better understanding of the workforce and prepare us to see which area we wish to go into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great dinner! I mean the food was good :P moreover, it was free. wahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;ok SERIOUSLY, it was good because I gain a greater insight after talking to the alumni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met alumni from WDA (Corp comms), Ogilvy and mather (Account Servicing), Singapore Tourism Board, Keppel, Pulley Ascents etc. They are very nice to explain how to prepare ourselves and to find out where our interests lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl from WDA explain this logic to me and I thought it was very meaningful, wanted to share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are young and while you can run, run as much as you can, as fast as you can, faster than the rest. Until u are longer in the line, you don't to run as fast as before and let the others behind you run for you, catch up with you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly enlightening. she seems to be those really hardworking ones and told me sometimes working til late hours is a norm even during weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked, is it worth it? and that was her reply.&lt;br /&gt;then I gain some interpretations through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means that work hard now and gain the rewards later when you are in a higher position.  or be it anything, it can be being an entrepreneur slogging your youth away and the results are rewarding at the end where you can sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier said than done but NO PAIN, NO GAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO your future is determined by your present doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how hard are you willing to fight for your future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we are not even talking about MONEY here...................... YET&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6721456370485764513?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6721456370485764513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6721456370485764513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6721456370485764513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6721456370485764513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/09/alumni-dinner.html' title='The alumni dinner'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-8631261274578299649</id><published>2007-09-23T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:15:29.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A True Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Stay on the phone with her even if&lt;br /&gt;shes not saying anything&lt;br /&gt;Tease her and let her tease you back.&lt;br /&gt;Stay up all night with her when she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;Watch her favorite movie with her.&lt;br /&gt;Give her the world.&lt;br /&gt;Let her wear your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;When she's down, cheer her up.&lt;br /&gt;Let her know she's important.&lt;br /&gt;Kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;When she runs up at you crying.. the first thing you say is..&lt;br /&gt;"Who's ass am i beating today baby?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this via friendster bulletin board and ya, it's one of those chain forward bulletin where you have to forward to 5 people or else bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOw, back to being a TRUE BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally think, if he do all those listed above.. it's really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then who noes until he's ur boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;even so, after 1, 2, 5 years, will he be the sweet true bf u once knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose of this blog is not to say how guys can change or promises can be broken.&lt;br /&gt;But to say, if girls were to set criterias like this and expectations fail, will we end this relationship and seek for the TRUE(EST) BF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY advice: don't expect and you will fall for the guy whoever and whatever that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha easier said than done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he better treat me well! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-8631261274578299649?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8631261274578299649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=8631261274578299649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8631261274578299649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8631261274578299649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/09/true-boyfriend.html' title='A True Boyfriend'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2107183213621172830</id><published>2007-09-13T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T02:51:15.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this.. been in my head over,over,over,over &amp; over.</title><content type='html'>Gwen Stefani - 4 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to find another day&lt;br /&gt;The moon got lost again last night&lt;br /&gt;But now the sun has finally had its say&lt;br /&gt;I guess I feel alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when I think&lt;br /&gt;When I let it sink in&lt;br /&gt;It's all over me&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying here in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching you sleep, it hurts a lot&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You've got to give me everything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing less cause&lt;br /&gt;You know I give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;I give you everything that I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm handin' over everything that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna have a really true love&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever wanna have to go &amp; give you up&lt;br /&gt;Stay up till Four In The Morning &amp; the tears are pouring&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I want to make it worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;What have we been doing for all this time?&lt;br /&gt;Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was to know I'm safe&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to lose the love I've found&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you said that you would change&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair how you are&lt;br /&gt;I can't be complete, can you give me more?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You got to give me everything&lt;br /&gt;&amp; nothing less cause&lt;br /&gt;[4 In The Morning lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;I give you everything that I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm handin' over everything that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna have a really true love&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever wanna have to go &amp; give you up&lt;br /&gt;Stay up till Four In The Morning &amp; the tears are pouring&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I want to make it worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;What have we been doing for all this time?&lt;br /&gt;Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, you know what I need&lt;br /&gt;Save all your love up for me&lt;br /&gt;We can't escape the love&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything that you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You got to give me everything&lt;br /&gt;&amp; nothing less cause&lt;br /&gt;You know I give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;I give you everything that I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm handin' over everything that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna have a really true love&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever wanna have to go &amp; give you up&lt;br /&gt;Stay up till Four In The Morning &amp; the tears are pouring&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I want to make it worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;What have we been doing for all this time?&lt;br /&gt;Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Give you everything)&lt;br /&gt;(Give you all of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why din i go to her concert?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! I love all her songs :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2107183213621172830?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2107183213621172830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2107183213621172830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2107183213621172830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2107183213621172830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-this-been-in-my-head.html' title='Love this.. been in my head over,over,over,over &amp; over.'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-5062285697718985766</id><published>2007-09-10T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:40:28.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curly me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RuVXRVTlDrI/AAAAAAAAATE/ZtC-Mz5ig3w/s1600-h/coloursme+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RuVXRVTlDrI/AAAAAAAAATE/ZtC-Mz5ig3w/s400/coloursme+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108585307610353330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-5062285697718985766?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/5062285697718985766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=5062285697718985766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5062285697718985766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/5062285697718985766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/09/curly-me.html' title='curly me'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RuVXRVTlDrI/AAAAAAAAATE/ZtC-Mz5ig3w/s72-c/coloursme+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3267080205766143973</id><published>2007-09-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:20:53.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the story behind a ruler</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rt64P1TlDpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TGyYayS7m5s/s320/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ruler has a history of 11 years with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it when I was in secondary 1 - 13 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story I thought I should pen down and remember for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a nerd that time but not a very smart nerd either. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I had this good friend in class and her name is meeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's super irritating and super smart that we always squabble and argue.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered I kinda pulled her pony tail because it's so damn short and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am not that evil alrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was from india and her maths was kick-ass easy for her.&lt;br /&gt;not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's loud and always laughing.&lt;br /&gt;siting behind me.&lt;br /&gt;nerd then always told her to SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, we are friends. good friends even.&lt;br /&gt;became top in class for grades.&lt;br /&gt;instant enemies to check and compare our grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, I am not a bright student so damn, that indian pony ger always win me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, teacher cik rithwan (Gosh! I remembered her name...) told us she will give us a reward to whoever got the highest grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like cash or any big reward but because of my pride, i wanna beat that indian pony ger becoz she's getting more irritating and arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expected, I lost :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got the prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a RULER.&lt;br /&gt;I kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she came to me and gave me the ruler.&lt;br /&gt;I was touched and though it's not the gift I desired, it was the thought that I appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It taught me not to be so hard on getting the best grade.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I did my best and my friend, meeta showed me the meaning of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ruler I kept til today in my pencil case to remind myself during exams. &lt;br /&gt;just do my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my friend, meeta.. we became better friends, prefects working together in secondary school, going recess together and pulling jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, contacted her and she's doing very well in JP Morgan undergoing training in USA. good for her since her maths is so kick-ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while me struggling to find out what the hell is t-test and z-test all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok statistics is crap for me! hahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3267080205766143973?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3267080205766143973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3267080205766143973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3267080205766143973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3267080205766143973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/09/story-behind-ruler.html' title='the story behind a ruler'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rt64P1TlDpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TGyYayS7m5s/s72-c/ABCD0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-8889034357267979590</id><published>2007-08-28T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:07:32.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My taiwan trip day 1 - finally i wanna blog abt it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRKtFTlDcI/AAAAAAAAARM/i5cwBL2Vo-I/s1600-h/Taiwan+Aug%2707+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRKtFTlDcI/AAAAAAAAARM/i5cwBL2Vo-I/s320/Taiwan+Aug%2707+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103786416096480706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a long post with juicy pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 July - on the way there in Jetstarasia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRTalTlDfI/AAAAAAAAARk/j6n3NDrrTa4/s1600-h/Taiwan+Aug%2707+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRTalTlDfI/AAAAAAAAARk/j6n3NDrrTa4/s320/Taiwan+Aug%2707+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103795993873550834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRLCVTlDdI/AAAAAAAAARU/o3ss6MJcu7Q/s1600-h/taiwan+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRLCVTlDdI/AAAAAAAAARU/o3ss6MJcu7Q/s320/taiwan+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103786781168700882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink water as much as u can... hehe with love of coz ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRLilTlDeI/AAAAAAAAARc/_QC-KGmYSts/s1600-h/taiwan+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRLilTlDeI/AAAAAAAAARc/_QC-KGmYSts/s320/taiwan+068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103787335219482082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are finally at Taoyuan Airport!&lt;br /&gt;the ride to our hotel - Ta Shun Hotel. Paid 2500NT for 6 of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRUzlTlDgI/AAAAAAAAARs/lZXRlUBSY-k/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRUzlTlDgI/AAAAAAAAARs/lZXRlUBSY-k/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103797522881908226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Love hotel &amp; Don't puke! Deluxe room for 2 - 1680NT one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRVrlTlDhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/vhZt9d9nb94/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRVrlTlDhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/vhZt9d9nb94/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103798484954582546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival set off to Xi Men Ding - night bustling with teenagers and of course Ah Zong Mian Zian *Missed that*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRW9FTlDjI/AAAAAAAAASE/5FE1b7W6vp4/s1600-h/Taiwan+Aug%2707+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRW9FTlDjI/AAAAAAAAASE/5FE1b7W6vp4/s320/Taiwan+Aug%2707+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103799885113921074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Metro.....buy the youyou card at NT500 inclusive of 100NT deposit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRWqFTlDiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ya4K9MwSXnI/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRWqFTlDiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ya4K9MwSXnI/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103799558696406562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... Shilin Night Market. Hao Da da de ji pai - look at the queue at the back&lt;br /&gt;Qing wai xia dan - yummy pearl-like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRXyVTlDkI/AAAAAAAAASM/LlDFe-X4fws/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRXyVTlDkI/AAAAAAAAASM/LlDFe-X4fws/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103800799941955138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pups for sale... awww so cute...this one is my fave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRYTlTlDlI/AAAAAAAAASU/9QX6keyhTDw/s1600-h/P7310084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRYTlTlDlI/AAAAAAAAASU/9QX6keyhTDw/s320/P7310084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103801371172605522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting piggies.. keke oinkie so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRYqlTlDmI/AAAAAAAAASc/_Q6py1XJe-Q/s1600-h/P7310101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRYqlTlDmI/AAAAAAAAASc/_Q6py1XJe-Q/s320/P7310101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103801766309596770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is NOT over! we went to PArty world which is 11 storeys high. yeaps, no kidding but we are put to B2 -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRZd1TlDnI/AAAAAAAAASk/qe6CJkDadNY/s1600-h/Taiwan+Aug%2707+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRZd1TlDnI/AAAAAAAAASk/qe6CJkDadNY/s320/Taiwan+Aug%2707+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103802646777892466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ordered 'cocktail' plum juice and honey drink but we got this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRaCFTlDoI/AAAAAAAAASs/3BegD8A7o2M/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRaCFTlDoI/AAAAAAAAASs/3BegD8A7o2M/s320/collage3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103803269548150402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we have to place the plums into the drink - u DIY and mixed urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahhaha! wat a shocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of day 1 - shagged lehz blogging til here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-8889034357267979590?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/8889034357267979590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=8889034357267979590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8889034357267979590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/8889034357267979590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-taiwan-trip-day-1-finally-i-wanna.html' title='My taiwan trip day 1 - finally i wanna blog abt it'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RtRKtFTlDcI/AAAAAAAAARM/i5cwBL2Vo-I/s72-c/Taiwan+Aug%2707+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7257424542174187290</id><published>2007-08-23T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:42:16.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indeed different.</title><content type='html'>My 1st week in SMU had been an eye opener for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it's just like any university - tutor and a class of students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teaching, learning, asking, PARTICIPATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are outspoken but I am disturbed by the fact that some people are asking for the sake of asking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;competition change us to adapt maybe or are they thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;ok one more could be, they are just HUNGRY for knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, my own opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do appreciate the fact that they are indeed different from us.&lt;br /&gt;the seminar was conducted in a way, allowing space for expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, We had a fun quiz conducted in the most different way from NTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note, my benchmark will be from NTU point of view and what I may think is different may be oblivious or typic to others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are given a remote control like with options like A, B, C, D and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Prof flashes question on the projector.&lt;br /&gt;we have to rush to answer. the fastest fingers will get 5 bonus points.&lt;br /&gt;each student are allocated to a specific number so she can check who answered wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;It's like who wanna be a millionaire!&lt;br /&gt;Prof then flashes a histogram of how many chose A,B,C,D etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then discusses to the class why is that specific answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought learning was brought to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;learning as a class, along side, on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st lesson and I learned the last chapter of NTU equivalent module!&lt;br /&gt;gosh.... are we lagging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really like the practical approach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took Visual Design in Marketing yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;simply love it to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30 to 8pm - I thought it was going to be hell!&lt;br /&gt;but guess not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hr on lesson and straight to assignment 1&lt;br /&gt;creating an ad for SMU, we went out there - brainstorming, snapping, uploading, designing on the spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within bearly 2.5hrs, we created an ad out of every resources we can utilised and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it's REAL. in real work life, U dun have time to meddle and bringing ur stuffs back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u have to do it like NOW, submit it in real time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great fun! Love the creativity process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No exams but final project which will be placed on an exhibition. way cool!&lt;br /&gt;we will be going to an ad agency for so called field trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real creative briefs given for references.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where can I find this in NTU?&lt;br /&gt;apparent maybe not. maybe there is but I have not experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the recognition for students' work and hearing the students out is something education gotta work towards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this globalisation context, it's not just u and me.&lt;br /&gt;but the employers' expectations of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education, gotta come as REAL as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throw the textbooks away, application!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7257424542174187290?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7257424542174187290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7257424542174187290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7257424542174187290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7257424542174187290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/08/indeed-different.html' title='Indeed different.'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7234106812423771526</id><published>2007-08-16T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:05:42.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMU, Here I come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RsPoplTlDbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/vfANEI7xnOw/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RsPoplTlDbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/vfANEI7xnOw/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099175004200046002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, got into an exchange for SMU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes my card is the one with the longest and shiny nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, a whole new experience for me but best of all, I get to clear all my cores this semester and SU the subject I am bad in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7234106812423771526?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7234106812423771526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7234106812423771526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7234106812423771526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7234106812423771526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/08/smu-here-i-come.html' title='SMU, Here I come!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RsPoplTlDbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/vfANEI7xnOw/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6034311814176503316</id><published>2007-08-14T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:10:12.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enlightenment. Read them</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1) The Frogs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farmer came into town and asked the owner of a restaurant if he could use a million frog legs. The restaurant owner was shocked and asked the man where he could get so many frog legs! The farmer replied,"There is a pond near my house that is full of frogs millions of them. They all croak all night long and they are about to make me crazy!" So the restaurant owner and the farmer made an agreement that the farmer would deliver frogs to the restaurant,five hundred at a time for the next several weeks. The first week, the farmer returned to the restaurant looking rather sheepish,with two scrawny little frogs. The restaurant owner said,"Well... where are all the frogs?" The farmer said, "I was mistaken.There were only these two frogs in the pond. But they sure were making a lot of noise!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morale of the story:&lt;br /&gt;Next time you hear somebody criticizing or making fun of you, remember,it's probably just a couple of noisy frogs. Also remember that problems always seem bigger in the dark. Have you ever laid in your bed at night worrying about things which seem almost overwhelming like a million frogs croaking? Chances are pretty good that when the morning comes, and you take a closer look, you'll wonder what all the fuss was about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) The Pretty Lady&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, a big monk and a little monk were travelling together. They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged. They had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the river. The big monk offered to carry the pretty lady across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk."How can big disciple brother carry a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?" thought the little monk. But he kept quiet. The big monk carried the lady across the river and the small monk followed unhappily.When they had crossed the river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted ways with her. All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations about the big monk in his head. This got him madder and madder. But he still kept quiet. And the big monk had no inclination to explain his situation. Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little monk could not stand it any further, he burst out angrily at the big monk. "How can you claim yourself a devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to touch a female, especially when she is very pretty? All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite." The big monk looked surprised and said, "I had put down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago, how come you are still carrying her along?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This very old Chinese zen story reflects the thinking of many people today. We encounter many unpleasant things in our life, they irritate us and they make us angry. Sometimes, they cause us a lot of hurt,sometimes they cause us to be bitter or jealous. But like the little monk, we are not willing to let them go away. We keep on carrying the baggage of the "pretty lady" with us. We let them keep on coming back to hurt us, make us angry, make us bitter and cause us a lot of agony. Why? Simply because we are not willing to put down or let go of the baggage of the "pretty lady". We should let go of the pretty lady immediately after crossing the river, immediately after the unpleasant event is over. This will immediately remove all our agonies. There is no need to be further hurt by the unpleasant event after it is over. It is just that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) The Turtles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A turtle family decided to go on a picnic. Turtles, being naturally slow about things, took seven years to prepare for their outing.Finally the turtle family left home looking for a suitable place for their outing. During the second year of their journey they found a place ideal for them at last! For about six months they cleaned up the area, unpacked the picnic basket, and completed the arrangements. Then they discovered they had forgotten the salt. A picnic without salt would be a disaster, they all agreed. After a lengthy discussion, the youngest turtle was chosen to retrieve the salt from home. Although he was the fastest of the slow-moving turtles, the little turtle whined, cried, and wobbled in his shell.He agreed to go on one condition: that no one would eat until he returned. The family consented and the little turtle left. Three years passed and the little turtle had not returned. Five years...six years... then on the seventh year of his absence, the oldest turtle could no longer contain his hunger. He announced that he was going to eat and begun to unwrap asandwich. At that point the little turtle suddenly popped out from  behind a tree shouting, "SEE! I knew you wouldn't wait. Now I am not going to go get the salt." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morale of the story:&lt;br /&gt;Some of us waste our time waiting for people to live up to our expectations. We lose track of what's the most important thing in our lives. We are so concerned about what others are doing that we don't do anything ourselves. &lt;br /&gt; "WHEN THE TOUGH GETS GOING, ONLY THE BEST GET THROUGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6034311814176503316?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6034311814176503316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6034311814176503316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6034311814176503316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6034311814176503316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/08/enlightenment_14.html' title='enlightenment. Read them'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-4291779243248463596</id><published>2007-08-14T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T02:04:14.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson learnt'/><title type='text'>whatcha looking at?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RsCdBbm-e2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/DY0XzHcc6hA/s1600-h/People_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RsCdBbm-e2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/DY0XzHcc6hA/s400/People_009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098247426100067170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old meets the young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life. isn't a long way. it's just seats aparts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-4291779243248463596?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/4291779243248463596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=4291779243248463596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4291779243248463596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/4291779243248463596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/08/whatcha-looking-at.html' title='whatcha looking at?'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RsCdBbm-e2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/DY0XzHcc6hA/s72-c/People_009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2573105793760878037</id><published>2007-08-12T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T02:45:17.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steps</title><content type='html'>I would like to blog abt something close to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the disclaimer: it does not refer to anyone or any incident in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life, we have many chapters.&lt;br /&gt;education, ages, puberty, vainity, friends, competition, money, love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in each of these chapters, we go through more sub stages and steps in life.&lt;br /&gt;some climbing up the ladders, some take some steps back, some stay at one spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of where to proceed. STEPS in life we decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite last semester, I had this module called "Digital still images" and I had to create a 3D object that had meaning to any meaning or thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on what I had just said, I created fleet of stairs and doors that signifies obstacles in life like jealousy, greed, lust, darkness, courage, dare to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEPS. did we foresee what's coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true enough, we can't plan for everything.&lt;br /&gt;we can only anticipate and look forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can't even expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;people come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's here to stay at the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans. complicated. we dun even noe what went wrong and ego stops us.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a ego sinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I am passive. (not the lesbiany kind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait for people to make the initiative. be it phone call, outing, get-together, saying 'hi'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introvert. ya rite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it a bad thing? maybe. I'm just awfully NOT wanting to make the 1st STEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's the correct 1st STEP?&lt;br /&gt;sit and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeayea, we say, "come on! let's make things happen"&lt;br /&gt;but how many of us can really do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we start pinpointing at each other and asking for the person who's suppose to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, doesnt work that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in everything, someone gotta make the 1st MOVE and have no regrets if someone rejects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u did try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it when people hurling hurting words without self-reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone even animals have a threshold, a limit to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's the boundary u put to urself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try too hard, snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye, its over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost and gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making the 1st STEP. enlightening. beat right to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the serious conversation with myself, here's the cutest pics ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rr4DPrm-e0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RRwhQLG9yws/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rr4DPrm-e0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RRwhQLG9yws/s400/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097515396169104194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling huggies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rr4Dl7m-e1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/-DAVMFezo0g/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rr4Dl7m-e1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/-DAVMFezo0g/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097515778421193554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upnext, taiwan trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2573105793760878037?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2573105793760878037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2573105793760878037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2573105793760878037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2573105793760878037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/08/steps.html' title='steps'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rr4DPrm-e0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RRwhQLG9yws/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3177896543775706186</id><published>2007-07-25T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T01:28:50.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a great ride.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqY1T7m-eVI/AAAAAAAAALw/jF7cH5wz0oU/s1600-h/SL706526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqY1T7m-eVI/AAAAAAAAALw/jF7cH5wz0oU/s400/SL706526.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090815045323880786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my attachment has never been the same because of the times we had shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful to know these people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYre7m-eJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/J7KxPJVKfkw/s1600-h/n740455407_756692_9821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYre7m-eJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/J7KxPJVKfkw/s400/n740455407_756692_9821.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090804239186163858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interns have been great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aLso, to the special team of people from our division with all different unique personalities but are all capable in their own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day of the sports and wellness day in mind's cafe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYuI7m-eLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4mj3g50zDnA/s1600-h/P1080284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYuI7m-eLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4mj3g50zDnA/s400/P1080284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090807159763925170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting my joker partner who always crack me up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYs9bm-eKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/xlC_QjvgNNc/s1600-h/picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYs9bm-eKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/xlC_QjvgNNc/s400/picture+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090805862683801762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the loose wrists and the messy table we sit in for 10 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;realised the right side is less messy than the left?&lt;br /&gt;yaps, I sit on the RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYukLm-eMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KUSb7xGUU20/s1600-h/SL706508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYukLm-eMI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KUSb7xGUU20/s400/SL706508.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090807627915360450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinyi and me in the spanking cool lounge&lt;br /&gt;my partner working with me under the same cluster.&lt;br /&gt;she's really funny. *hahahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYvP7m-eNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LPsTTcG5NSg/s1600-h/SL706514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYvP7m-eNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LPsTTcG5NSg/s400/SL706514.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090808379534637266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lauffy buddy who's so smart, sweet and lamee!&lt;br /&gt;she laugh with me and cry (xinyi) with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have some commos:&lt;br /&gt;1. dunno how to play mj&lt;br /&gt;2. dunno how to ride a bicycle&lt;br /&gt;3. dun have driving license&lt;br /&gt;4. love dim sums!&lt;br /&gt;5. love jap food&lt;br /&gt;6. love shoes&lt;br /&gt;7. talkative? hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gentleman in our dept:&lt;br /&gt;Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYw_rm-ePI/AAAAAAAAALA/yQJnVrZbYvk/s1600-h/SL706511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYw_rm-ePI/AAAAAAAAALA/yQJnVrZbYvk/s400/SL706511.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090810299385018610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old bird who really can perk us up at times with his lamest jokes:&lt;br /&gt;Paul (envy his 13 countries around europe for his 6 mths exchange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYxb7m-eQI/AAAAAAAAALI/U1NoLbk1N7o/s1600-h/SL706510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYxb7m-eQI/AAAAAAAAALI/U1NoLbk1N7o/s400/SL706510.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090810784716323074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YiLing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYy9Lm-eSI/AAAAAAAAALY/gSgbPiE_2Ek/s1600-h/SL706521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYy9Lm-eSI/AAAAAAAAALY/gSgbPiE_2Ek/s400/SL706521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090812455458601250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we in drawing - courtesy from matthew&lt;br /&gt;but I am so short :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYwnrm-eOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/uSlYnu5OI0w/s1600-h/SL706523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYwnrm-eOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/uSlYnu5OI0w/s400/SL706523.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090809887068158178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new birds who are converted to old birds now but we are still young ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYxrbm-eRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bOIULtBxs0Q/s1600-h/picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYxrbm-eRI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bOIULtBxs0Q/s400/picture+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090811051004295442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lai Yee - The nicest and kindest secretary I've ever met! gosh, she's always so smiley =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYzZLm-eTI/AAAAAAAAALg/JGntCAMGmR4/s1600-h/SL706519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqYzZLm-eTI/AAAAAAAAALg/JGntCAMGmR4/s400/SL706519.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090812936494938418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Keng Cher and Peggy - my faithful mentors who's busy but able to help us see how they can help us learn and nurture. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqY00Lm-eUI/AAAAAAAAALo/TSRmtrDTf0o/s1600-h/SL706518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqY00Lm-eUI/AAAAAAAAALo/TSRmtrDTf0o/s400/SL706518.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090814499863034178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a special prank and I thought it was funny!&lt;br /&gt;(see the 1st pic of this blog entry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqY1sLm-eWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/WtKaERvaewI/s1600-h/SL706527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqY1sLm-eWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/WtKaERvaewI/s400/SL706527.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090815461935708514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without the knowledge of the room's owner.&lt;br /&gt;brillant idea from pAUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the owner is the superman who's afraid of mosquitoes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqY2Srm-eXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_ToWd0WkYRA/s1600-h/P1080252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqY2Srm-eXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_ToWd0WkYRA/s400/P1080252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090816123360672114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all, lynette won't forget you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3177896543775706186?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3177896543775706186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3177896543775706186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3177896543775706186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3177896543775706186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-great-ride.html' title='it&apos;s been a great ride.....'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RqY1T7m-eVI/AAAAAAAAALw/jF7cH5wz0oU/s72-c/SL706526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-2565916068735347181</id><published>2007-07-20T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:43:17.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stories I heard</title><content type='html'>Ok 2 stories I wanna share and keep it til next time to remind myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Starfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there's a boy walking by the beach. he happen to see thousands of starfish stranded on the sea shore, struggling to go back into the waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, he just came upon him to help these starfishes so he started throwing starfish into the water. one by one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a life guard happen to pass by and asked him what he was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me he wanna help these starfishes.&lt;br /&gt;the life guard thought it was hopeless because there were thousands of them!&lt;br /&gt;how is he suppose to help every starfish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then told this statement, "I may not be able to help every starfish but I make a difference to this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with saying that, he held the starfish and threw it into the sea water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.... Rhonny told us this over tea break and I thought true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not HOW MANY U CAN HELP but if ONE person can benefit, it make a DIFFERENCE TO HIS/HER LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting. now, who can I help?&lt;br /&gt;as long as it's not regarding money :)&lt;br /&gt;im broke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next story from paul. &lt;br /&gt;I thought this was really enlightening too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked me if I know what is a pandora's box. &lt;br /&gt;He said it's like stepping into an unknown, uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has a story. wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once god (all religions) captured all the evil and bad and placed it into a box.&lt;br /&gt;he told pandora (dunno who)to keep an eye on it.&lt;br /&gt;because curiousity kills the cat, he opened it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the evil came out and they are some of those you see today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was thought that HOPE was EVIL.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do we all lack of HOPE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HOPE not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-2565916068735347181?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/2565916068735347181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=2565916068735347181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2565916068735347181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/2565916068735347181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/07/stories-i-heard.html' title='stories I heard'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7158289497236299358</id><published>2007-07-17T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:37:59.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The god of voice and songs</title><content type='html'>23 years of singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now at the age of 46... meaning he's been singing HALF of his life now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the tickets to watch his concert. Something I have been wanting to do since I was sec 2. No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a hard core fan. I don't really know some of his songs. I don't know the lyrics too. but it's his VOICE i am fall in love with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counted as a fan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose so if is $100+ for a concert tic and very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;lucky for us, we got a pretty good seating view! T13,row 14, seat 6,7&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally, 13th is my birthday, 14th is kenneth's, 7th is our anniversary :)&lt;br /&gt;(trying to find some linkages)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacky Cheung, the god of songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you why...&lt;br /&gt;He sang NON STOP! I'VE been to other concerts before like sammi cheng, sun yan zi, aaron kwok last time and all of them have a 20 min break for pee and food. &lt;br /&gt;Not only that, some have guest singers that take up 2 - 3 songs of their concert time. sometimes, they need to change costumes so adding extra time for dance or a music segment while fans cheer their lungs out to wait for their idol to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but jacky cheung? at most, 5 - 10 min of waiting to see him back on stage. NO GUEST SINGERS, NO BREAK TIME. make my money worth it! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is truly a great singer. his voice touched my heart... the slow songs he sang on every note made my heart sunk, made my eyes tear. I feel as if I can relate the feeling he placed on every of his songs and I wanna pen this down. one of his album called, "Life is a dream". the songs inside were written by him and gosh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rpy2hpivNPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/J6GqLLz6WYQ/s1600-h/jackycheung+concert+2007+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rpy2hpivNPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/J6GqLLz6WYQ/s400/jackycheung+concert+2007+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088142368225309938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every song was meaningful dedicated to his little daughter and wife...&lt;br /&gt;so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok he can dance! I din know that god of voice can actually DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;at least he take the effort to make some moves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rpy005ivNNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Niat8GRkh6c/s1600-h/jackycheung+concert+2007+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rpy005ivNNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Niat8GRkh6c/s400/jackycheung+concert+2007+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088140499914536146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his energy is bursting and overflowed all over the indoor stadium&lt;br /&gt;and we can all feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all, I am happy to see the baby boomers and generation X jumping out of their seats to join in the fun as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rpy1zZivNOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UJ5APyPpBpk/s1600-h/jackycheung+concert+2007+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rpy1zZivNOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UJ5APyPpBpk/s400/jackycheung+concert+2007+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088141573656360162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see many of my age group (young ones) and I am not surprised. however, that didn't stop the audience screams, whistles, shouting, clapping and not forgetting the light sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love light sticks in concerts! keke ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rpy3E5ivNQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ifpwHI9sGec/s1600-h/jackycheung+concert+2007+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rpy3E5ivNQI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ifpwHI9sGec/s400/jackycheung+concert+2007+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088142973815698690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carparks are full, traffic jams towards indoor, the queues were long and it takes 20 min to get into a cubicle to pee but it was all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it lasted from 8.15pm to 11.50pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOW! NIGHT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE my videos!&lt;br /&gt;One of my fave songs:&lt;br /&gt;Xin ru Dao Ge part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/player2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="395" FLASHVARS="vidurl=http://images.zhumei83.multiply.com/content/movie/zhumei83:video:3/zhumei83/3.flv/h0cRm,KyFCojN7cfuNP4Tg/flash&amp;vidlength=65&amp;numericid=3&amp;userid=zhumei83&amp;baseurl=http://zhumei83.multiply.com" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Ru Dao Ge part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://images.multiply.com/multiply/player2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="395" FLASHVARS="vidurl=http://images.zhumei83.multiply.com/content/movie/zhumei83:video:4/zhumei83/4.flv/iHLhcbn5YxJFMt9EvP2w9w/flash&amp;vidlength=60&amp;numericid=4&amp;userid=zhumei83&amp;baseurl=http://zhumei83.multiply.com" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have somemore but lazy to upload :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7158289497236299358?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7158289497236299358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7158289497236299358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7158289497236299358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7158289497236299358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-of-voice-and-songs.html' title='The god of voice and songs'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rpy2hpivNPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/J6GqLLz6WYQ/s72-c/jackycheung+concert+2007+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-1797693206526120537</id><published>2007-07-06T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T03:29:04.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>braces update!</title><content type='html'>I have braces for almost 6 months! 24 Jan was the 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine. time past really fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say I look really different with braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the 1st month was really hell for me. rotten in my mouth that I feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, I hope it will be all good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's for the record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ro1Ee0oPI_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/z-C4gB9B_9Q/s1600-h/compare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ro1Ee0oPI_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/z-C4gB9B_9Q/s400/compare.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083794850685330418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam (hongkong friend) told me I slim down but looking at this, doesn't seem to make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the photo quality, maybe it's the angle taken, maybe it's just my eyes, maybe it's the make up,maybe it's the lightning, maybe I just wanna act nicey, maybe I just ate lunch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe THERE IS NO DIFFERENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Thought my jaws moved to become slimmer or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, whatever the case.. I am not narcissist but trying to monitor my progress here. hello! it's $3,750... don't I need to know how it affects my looks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when I got into photoshop fever, I just keep adding more :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ro1FcUoPJAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tlhjUpGKRtU/s1600-h/mebraces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ro1FcUoPJAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tlhjUpGKRtU/s400/mebraces.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083795907247285250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spotting for changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;ok the top left is the latest like 3 days ago?&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are bigger 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the top right is when I just wear braces for 1 mth+&lt;br /&gt;so terrible rite! eeee looks like some freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottom right is my 21st birthday! haha&lt;br /&gt;eyes are smaller and my mouth is big -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottom left is some photo when I was bored maybe last year?&lt;br /&gt;gosh, I look like some bunny girl with puffy cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there are other pics but not to waste your lunch to vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end here but I hope I am still an eye candy to u&lt;br /&gt;even I am a cam whore :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-1797693206526120537?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1797693206526120537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=1797693206526120537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1797693206526120537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1797693206526120537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/07/braces-update.html' title='braces update!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Ro1Ee0oPI_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/z-C4gB9B_9Q/s72-c/compare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-1006047055588043518</id><published>2007-06-28T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T01:59:27.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the love that was never meant to be....</title><content type='html'>Have you guys watched 'Edwards Scissorshand' before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed we all did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the actor Johnny Depp and Winona Ryder who are the lead actor and lead actress were deeply in love during the cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winona Ryder also happens to be the lady in beetle juice which is my childhood movie and also girl interupted and she's so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, the lead actress Elizabeth Swann acted by Keira Knightley looks really alike! I thought they were the same person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winona Ryder from beetle juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RoKh50oPI7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/VFESIGmYJY0/s1600-h/winona-ryder-sex-and-death-101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RoKh50oPI7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/VFESIGmYJY0/s200/winona-ryder-sex-and-death-101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080801344379364274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keira Knightley from Pirates of the carribean  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RoKkREoPI-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ae_3WZWyBtw/s1600-h/keira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RoKkREoPI-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ae_3WZWyBtw/s200/keira.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080803942834578402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until I started counting the ages. BIG difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what caught me was the 4 years love story of Johnny Depp and Winona Ryder who were so deeply in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean they are both HOT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy for each other with johnny depp tatooing her name somewhere on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, hes with his wife with 2 kids with a memory of someone he once used to love dearly. yay! I went to read their story. apparently, johnny depp was really crazy in love with her that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, I adored him. because he's unique, funny, handsome, great acting skills and really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's totally gorgeous and really a great actress too especially in girl interupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a waste! I thought love will go all the way....&lt;br /&gt;now, kissing someone who looks like her in pirates of the carribean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what I call professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, a beautiful memory of their love.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RoKjKEoPI9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/iLuQXxIXqtg/s1600-h/winona+and+johnny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RoKjKEoPI9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/iLuQXxIXqtg/s400/winona+and+johnny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080802723063866322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THAT just blew me away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-1006047055588043518?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1006047055588043518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=1006047055588043518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1006047055588043518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1006047055588043518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-that-never-meant-to-be.html' title='the love that was never meant to be....'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RoKh50oPI7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/VFESIGmYJY0/s72-c/winona-ryder-sex-and-death-101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-6891340617657617048</id><published>2007-06-25T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:54:47.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't make it the last</title><content type='html'>it's been 6 weeks in my internship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! 4 more weeks to go and almost one month to the NEXT TAIWAN TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woOooOhHoOOoOo! &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/zhumei/self/cm3_yay.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am really having a good time! weekdays and weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry not able to update as often because work life just ends with my personal life too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the routine life. work, sleep, work, sleep. I am trying to LIVE IT not LIVE BY - quote by rhonny, the philosopher mentor of CPSD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living by with theories and acronyms over here.&lt;br /&gt;and I mean WORK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe I love my people. everyone seems nice and I really can't stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my partner is a NATURAL comedian. she just perks me up with everything and anything she does and then wonder, WHY IS LYNETTE LAUGHING? &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/zhumei/self/candy_largegrin.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just can't help it! maybe easily amused but lucky, I am NOT alone.&lt;br /&gt;*winks* val&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway, here's the spicy stuffs:&lt;br /&gt;we went to tree top walk in MacRitchie Reservior during one of our work days to recce for the division event. haha! slacko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing the trio of interns.&lt;br /&gt;all from NUS and me from NTU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7d835b3127cce856a9be52c8600000026109AZt2zhu1cq" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tree top walk was shorter and less tougher than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;compared to pirates shaky bridge, this is really peanuts, chicken feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7d835b3127cce856a9bc12ca200000026109AZt2zhu1cq" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my colleague was scared to stiff and grabbed my other colleague hand until it turned red! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7d835b3127cce856ac3812cce00000026109AZt2zhu1cq" border="0"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;0_o I spot a MOLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree top walk only lasted for 15 - 30mins. too breeze for me.&lt;br /&gt;however, the JOURNEY of going there takes abt 1.5 hrs. no joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7d835b3127cce856976070c5e00000026109AZt2zhu1cq" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not really THAT tough but if you are super indoor and super means sensitive to sun and sand then I don't encourage. else it's still bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was still enjoyable with laughs and imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;with my colleagues' love for nature, it was surely a good time for my camera to be put to use when we saw some other companions along the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7d835b3127cce856adff4ad8500000026109AZt2zhu1cq" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lizard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7d835b3127cce856ac045eda300000025119AZt2zhu1cq" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungry, tired and just cleanse ourselves, we proceeded to mind cafe for them to experience and took a nice photo by the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7d835b3127cce856adff0ad8100000026109AZt2zhu1cq" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to have such interns for my attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna make it sound as if it's going to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really looking forward to friday, an outing with the division planned and organised by us! &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/zhumei/self/candy_yum.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pray pray pray HARD they will all love &lt;a href="http://www.themindcafe.com.sg"&gt;THE MIND CAFE&lt;/a&gt; because the brillant idea comes from me me me me me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should nego for a commission.... hmmmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-6891340617657617048?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/6891340617657617048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=6891340617657617048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6891340617657617048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/6891340617657617048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-make-it-last.html' title='don&apos;t make it the last'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-7678206890235036361</id><published>2007-06-13T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:22:30.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>different from the rest</title><content type='html'>the whole office thought there was a loud bomb explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in the heart of CBD, I dun wanna die so young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nah... it was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RnAU_DT2tGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tmTgGS9STQc/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RnAU_DT2tGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tmTgGS9STQc/s400/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075579853499446370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NDP in the making.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we MADE it a big deal, had our lunch in the lounge and we witnessed this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right in front of our eyes. small to u, big to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure make my day!&lt;br /&gt;this year is sure different because the NAVY have something to show (with that water in place)... divers popping, speedboat appearing in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's ask if we can come watch the fireworks during NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad... dun think I got the tics! every year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this sure comforts me :) yes, a darn therapeutic sight, my partner says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RnAWAzT2tHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BmII63Qt7JU/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RnAWAzT2tHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BmII63Qt7JU/s400/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075580983075845234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wave* Singapore Flag. This isssssssssss home...... surely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a foto since ages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RnAWiDT2tII/AAAAAAAAAIw/RGVggVEfR0o/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RnAWiDT2tII/AAAAAAAAAIw/RGVggVEfR0o/s400/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075581554306495618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow no need to work because it's RECCE DAY with the interns family union.&lt;br /&gt;off to tree top walk and minds cafe!&lt;br /&gt;more fotos then.....keep an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Happy news:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, I got the SAME HOSTEL SINGLE ROOM for my last year! yeaHhHhhHhHh. eh not easy to get ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, I HAVE BEEN BLOGGING FOR 3 FREAKING YEARS! &lt;br /&gt;Yeaps, 3 years.. born on 11 JUNE 2004. how lovely and I wanna tell my blog, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I LOVE U AND THANKS FOR HEARING/SEEING/DISPLAYING MY FAVES AND RANTS.&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE, MY LOVE, MY FRIENDS, MY FAMILY, MY WORK, MY TRAVELS, MY CRAPS &lt;br /&gt;MY EVERYTHING.." shall never give u up and will continue to update for my next generation to appreciate u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm.. ok I sound dumb now but still,&lt;br /&gt;even a blog needs a appreciation speech once in a while&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-7678206890235036361?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/7678206890235036361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=7678206890235036361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7678206890235036361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/7678206890235036361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/06/different-from-rest.html' title='different from the rest'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RnAU_DT2tGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tmTgGS9STQc/s72-c/DSC00230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-1426111153726695855</id><published>2007-05-29T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:09:00.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>working life</title><content type='html'>Not easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I did not worked b4 but it becomes a routine. almost dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up, go to work, come back watch tv, video, surf some net, back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEKENDS are what I look forward even how much I love the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxHvEBQOGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3P-mh-jxkSo/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxHvEBQOGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3P-mh-jxkSo/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070006154370758754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes wallpaper at work! keeps me going with miloOooO like godzilla&lt;br /&gt;colleagues that keep me laughing non stop. the one behind my laptop drinking. laughing partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean besides boasting about it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just got better :)&lt;br /&gt;I told nneth that this is THE best job I've ever gotten.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can work hard and get the scholarship but also observing to see if its what I am looking for at least after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accompany my mentor in my internship to an animation studios called "&lt;a href="http://www.imaginaryfs.com/"&gt;imaginary friends&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and met up with the studio head and I am just so amazed that they do concept art for warcraft, street fighters, GI joe manga, RPG games or card games, merchandise, books etc. on behalf of their clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their office was so cosy like at home with tons of anime and manga figurines and drawings done by the artists. they even had a billard table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some of the designs they did and it's phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;check out the creative director stanley lau from deviantart.com &lt;a href="http://www.imaginaryfs.com/gallery_artgerm.htm"&gt;artgerm&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxJkEBQOHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/AiQb459TyJk/s1600-h/Stan_Art6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxJkEBQOHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/AiQb459TyJk/s320/Stan_Art6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070008164415453298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite of his work. oriental beauty hanging in the front office space. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps, go to lots of meetings and I finally feel like I learn something out of AN INTERNSHIP and get experiences I never thought I would outside the textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like spotting a tornado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxKYkBQOII/AAAAAAAAAH4/ujcY8LTIO4A/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxKYkBQOII/AAAAAAAAAH4/ujcY8LTIO4A/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070009066358585474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the hell can u get that in school or at home?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from my Handphone from my office and it's really like WOW.&lt;br /&gt;swaku me, haven seen a water spout, a kinda tornado that happen in fair weather conditions and wears off within 15 min. not as dangerous like twister but it's sure an eye opener for us in office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raffles place&lt;/strong&gt;. the financial hub everyone rush in to work and get off at 6pm or later for the big bucks. HOW BIG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love golden shoe food stores good food but hate the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when singapore is going to find another new bursting financial hub where people can settle in for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every morning, squeezing thru the human traffic and all u hear is shoes stamping like anger release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxLb0BQOJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3UqK3AyIbxU/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxLb0BQOJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3UqK3AyIbxU/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070010221704788114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning rush and shownig above the morning QUEUE for TODAY newspaper and apparently, u can't cut queue else U get complains from the talk column in the newspaper. that picture is NOT the worse, it's not even raffles place YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a woman laughing and smiling in the mrt to herself and people think she's mad just because, they are expressionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh come on, when can we ever smile and embrace a new day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxOTEBQOKI/AAAAAAAAAII/Je0JCvlEt5k/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxOTEBQOKI/AAAAAAAAAII/Je0JCvlEt5k/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070013369915816098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate me but I am an optimist and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun gimme sensitivity and complains.&lt;br /&gt;gimme something worth cheering for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least I did this week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good log book with good comments.&lt;br /&gt;continue to maintain, lynette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u HAVE to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, people... my name is earl is a GREAT series to catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxP8kBQOLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/81zB4VBH4ms/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxP8kBQOLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/81zB4VBH4ms/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070015182392015026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its real hilarious&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY 11PM channel 5&lt;br /&gt;I just started watching it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it teaches me abt life, karma and all in all to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;nope, u r NOT THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it always helps to be humble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-1426111153726695855?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/1426111153726695855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=1426111153726695855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1426111153726695855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/1426111153726695855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/05/working-life.html' title='working life'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RlxHvEBQOGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3P-mh-jxkSo/s72-c/DSC00193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3468422832823295632</id><published>2007-05-17T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:17:53.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my PA rocks!</title><content type='html'>A blessing in disguise or maybe I am too optimist for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think my PA rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I just enjoy what I am exposed to - &lt;br /&gt;industry engagements, meetings with external corporate customers, the mix of private and public feel, the involvement in the development of the schemes available, smashing NEW office, laptop for free! when my laptop is sent for repair :(, cool seat, wholesome amenities especially the thick godzilla milo gao gao DAMN NICE LA! can drink 4 a day (Ya I am a sucker for milo), the great underground link straight to office without catching the rain from MRT, golden shoe good and cheap food, liberty to do without aunties behind my back, great 3 other NUS interns who can be fun!, mentor who is so nurturing, another mentor who is so soft spoken, stationeries laid out for us almost unlimited, everything so organised, pantry area cum lounge that is so breath taking overlooking esplanade and the river, HR who gave us sucha nice intro, "we will help u discover urself" kinda speech, scholarship opportunity, my supervisor in charge who is so nice to let us do wat we can and always bother to ask hows everything and explain the Dos and Don'ts, kick-ass industries that I am in charge of: creative industries and info comm technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.... government sector but I am lovin' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because this co. really have something different from the past cos. i worked in.&lt;br /&gt;besides, there's no aunties that command me or sneer at my inexperience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's something to complain?&lt;br /&gt;the HUMAN AND CAR TRAFFIC in raffles place&lt;br /&gt;and the TISSUE PAPER CHOP SEAT CULTURE &lt;br /&gt;the non stop hussle and bustle of raffles place crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the intern has alot to take over because her mentor is leaving. I hope she can pull through because if she does, she can be on par with the perm staff because of the exposure she's getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the pace they set and hope it gets better to maintain this way &amp; i think my mentor damn zai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to turn in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEALTHY WORK LIFE - sleep early, eat fruits after lunch, drink lots of water (milo too) at work since the pantry is so breath taking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3468422832823295632?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3468422832823295632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3468422832823295632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3468422832823295632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3468422832823295632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-pa-rocks.html' title='my PA rocks!'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3330470331669985339</id><published>2007-05-02T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T04:15:12.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>always ready for this part of the year</title><content type='html'>and what PART is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else.... EXAMS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally can set off to Taipei, taiwan and my dearie is back with loads of stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my professional attachment in a government job and I totally love the job scope which deals with corporate clients from creative and infor comm industries, helping teams in presentations, meetings and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be an eye opener to me as I have not worked in a govt sector before especially one in raffles place, tall tower overlooking the busy business district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled aman along as well and Hope she can get it! then guess what? friends working together and weekends seeing each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we NEVER (MAYBE) can get bored of each other so I try to be fun and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper lunch gathering on 30 April (the day my exams ended!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rjed8SHcGZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3syB2bCOXBw/s1600-h/1+pepper+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059686365354793362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rjed8SHcGZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3syB2bCOXBw/s320/1+pepper+lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jelly beans models&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RjeeNCHcGaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-PLxPR5L1PI/s1600-h/3+pepper+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059686653117602210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RjeeNCHcGaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-PLxPR5L1PI/s320/3+pepper+lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pout the jelly beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RjeegyHcGbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dOgkncVNVcI/s1600-h/5+pepper+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059686992420018610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RjeegyHcGbI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dOgkncVNVcI/s320/5+pepper+lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies who are LICKING them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RjeeriHcGcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/guzmmK7V3eA/s1600-h/4+pepper+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059687177103612354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RjeeriHcGcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/guzmmK7V3eA/s320/4+pepper+lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear for all ur gifts. I LOVE THEM! HOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah... and congratulations to kaiyun &amp; dy tying the knot (I see it coming!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RjefWSHcGdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wqsTOYuJ6Yg/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059687911543019986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/RjefWSHcGdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wqsTOYuJ6Yg/s320/DSC00136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I saw those pictures in the wedding slideshow of me in the past... I realised those have become memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynette, treasure the yesterdays and more to come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeps, til then 8 may I shall be back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3330470331669985339?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3330470331669985339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3330470331669985339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3330470331669985339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3330470331669985339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/2007/05/always-ready-for-this-part-of-year.html' title='always ready for this part of the year'/><author><name>Lynette aka ZhUmEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16893681175699826492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2081/439/1600/lnsmallfinal.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ir9Rff0QSwE/Rjed8SHcGZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3syB2bCOXBw/s72-c/1+pepper+lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269941.post-3235112629665566490</id><published>2007-04-25T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T00:12:53.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>World's famous baby!</title><content type='html'>soooooo cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring a smile to me &amp; I hope it bring a smile to urs in the tough times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's famous now, with 13 million views and 700,000 favourite video.&lt;br /&gt;cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5P6UU6m3cqk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5P6UU6m3cqk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun u think the background voice sounds like mr bean?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7269941-3235112629665566490?l=embracenbreathe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracenbreathe.blogspot.com/feeds/3235112629665566490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7269941&amp;postID=3235112629665566490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3235112629665566490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7269941/posts/default/3235112629665566490'/><link rel='alte
