<?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-8545724</id><updated>2011-08-02T10:36:33.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscence</title><subtitle type='html'>An ordinary girl who wish to do extraordinary things.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>405</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4652706099069211289</id><published>2009-08-02T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:07:51.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fyi</title><content type='html'>hi all :)) I've changed my blog to http://kayaandbuttertoast.wordpress.com! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4652706099069211289?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4652706099069211289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4652706099069211289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4652706099069211289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4652706099069211289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/08/fyi.html' title='fyi'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-7152607109484759046</id><published>2009-08-02T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:52:56.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changing blog?</title><content type='html'>thinking of changing another outlet for my blog, cos blogger's services kinda bad these days. At least 3 times a day they will have problem of some sort. Uploading pictures is always a chore too. Thing is, have a fond feeling for this blog underneath all the complaints cos it's my first ever blog, and love the blog's name also. wells. we'll see again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-7152607109484759046?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7152607109484759046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=7152607109484759046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7152607109484759046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7152607109484759046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/08/changing-blog.html' title='changing blog?'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-9004303188744418111</id><published>2009-07-30T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:21:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>It sucks falling ill, especially having fever. During my healthier times, I sometimes think that falling sick is a blessing in disguise cos you will have people fussing over you and stuff. But whenever I got the virus, this thought will immediately evaporate from my mind. Having high fever brings me headache, giddiness, body aches, and lots of medicine. I'm no good shakes at swallowing medicine (except for small and capsule ones) and present me an antibiotic and my legs will turn jelly. The bad news is that, this time round I earned myself a week's worth of antibiotics, which not only are in larget tablet forms, but also extremely bitter. The best of all, it gives me diarrhea as well! Just today alone, I had 4 episodes of diarrhea and counting. ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-9004303188744418111?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/9004303188744418111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=9004303188744418111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/9004303188744418111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/9004303188744418111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8177877177642703711</id><published>2009-07-26T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:00:50.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aches</title><content type='html'>Signed up for &lt;strong&gt;ABT (abdomen, bum and thigh) course&lt;/strong&gt; with mom at the sports complex. Initially thought that it'll be slow moving, peaceful and relaxing, like the yoga lessons we did in JJC. But boy, was I wrong. It consisted of aerobics for warm ups, and lots of stretching, bending, twirling which stretched my muscles to the max! I ended up walking home like a lady who have just given birth. ughh. pain. Too long never exercise man. Hopefully after the 12 lessons which I paid for, for the purpose of torturing myself, I will become toned and atheletic looking :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8177877177642703711?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8177877177642703711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8177877177642703711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8177877177642703711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8177877177642703711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/aches.html' title='aches'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3197804157820709715</id><published>2009-07-19T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:37:58.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MacDonald's opendoor</title><content type='html'>Signed up for the McDonald's opendoor tour,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"love the truth about our food"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I thought it might be an interesting experience being able to access McDonald's kitchen without being a staff there. No photography was allowed in the kitchens, so no photos taken :( Only this one of the brochure they give us at the starting of the tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SmNDROAQMFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/937q2nAIzNE/s1600-h/Photo0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360201944597016658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SmNDROAQMFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/937q2nAIzNE/s400/Photo0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First stop inside the kitchen is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;storage room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It is where they store their food and drinks of course :) I walked into the freezer which is about negative &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 to 23 degrees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Madness and damn cold. But nevertheless, I think the storage area is quite clean and neat. The stuff are arranged onto shelves, with the heaviest things at the bottom. This is very logical for safety reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;griller,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; where they grill the beef patties. They grill the patties when the patties are STILL frozen. wow-ness. And believe it or not, it was cooked within 15 seconds! This griller should be damn hot man. I will never want to cross a McDonald's staff for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;deep fryer for the chicken patties and fish patties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too. Don't worry - they store and fry the different kind of meats separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, how can we miss out the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fries deep fryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? They got this tray for collecting the frozen fries. Once you place the tray beneath the freezer storing the frozen fries, the fries will just drop automatically into the tray! Magical kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; toaster for the bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is VERY hot too. You kind of just drop the bread into the toaster, and it pops out almost immediately, baked a nice shade of golden brown. wooos~ I wish I have this kind of toaster at home, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are wondering how they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pass your orders down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the counter, they do so by computerising the system. Once the counter staff key in your orders, your orders will then be reflected on a large LCD screen in the kitchen. The assembly line will then start to assemble your food. There you go, your food freshly made. I don't know how true is that, cos to me, it will be an awfully slow process if there's a long queue. So perhaps, when it is crowded, they just make everything without the orders coming in first? hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a very enriching experience in McDonald's kitchen. However, do note that I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;encouraging everyone to have McDonald's everyday. It is unhealthy. Anything is unhealthy if in excess =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-3197804157820709715?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3197804157820709715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=3197804157820709715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3197804157820709715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3197804157820709715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/macdonalds-opendoor.html' title='MacDonald&apos;s opendoor'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SmNDROAQMFI/AAAAAAAAA7A/937q2nAIzNE/s72-c/Photo0296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5697884737176610433</id><published>2009-07-18T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:14:56.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satinshimmers</title><content type='html'>I guess a lot of girls would know about the sprouting of online blogshops selling clothes. There are good ones, there are bad ones. Many a time, girls found what they bought from these online botiques do not fit them, or does not look as nice as the pictures shown. It is pretty disappointing waiting for your product to arrive and when it finally did, it is as good as the spare old tees in your wardrobe which you will never wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends from my jc times decided to venture into the already-saturated market of online blogshops. Needless to say, she is facing some serious competition! But, I must say I quite like the items she brought in to sell. They are stylish and reasonably priced :)) In addition, this friend is a trustworthy person who will never run off with your money without giving you what you are due. So come on down to visit her online boutique @ &lt;a href="http://www.satinshimmers.livejournal.com/"&gt;www.satinshimmers.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Most of the items in her debut collection are sold out. In order not to lose out, add yourself in her mailing list today :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5697884737176610433?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5697884737176610433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5697884737176610433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5697884737176610433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5697884737176610433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/satinshimmers.html' title='satinshimmers'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5340683257847102636</id><published>2009-07-13T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:37:38.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The phantom</title><content type='html'>Was cleaning up my desk and shelves when I came across a rather old piece of poetry I had written when I was in secondary one. It was a rather inexpert poetry as it was the first piece I had wrote. Just for sharing, I type my poem here :)) Please do not judge it too badly, as I mentioned, it was an inexpert piece of poetry, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE PHANTOM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not judge by what you see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for seeing is seldom believing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I may not be pretty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And neither am I smart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But please do be friends with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For I have a heart of gold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looks are but secondary factors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but these are things people treasure;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I so wonder to myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doesn't a good heart value more? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ugliness haunts me from the day I exist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but does not affect me at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That is to say - physically.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For what matters to me most; I was hurt emotionally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terror befouls anyone who saw me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and often, they ran as fast as they could.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For I have a face like a withch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and wide staring bloodshot eyes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My laughter is like a hyena&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my nose pointed and out of shape.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My body plump, my legs thin and short,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was the monster of them all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I call myself a phantom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but that is but just a name.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In it contain my anger, fear and depression&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For nobody was a friend to me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People laughed and jeered at me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;others ran for their dear life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although I often hope and wish for a true friend,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I knew it was impossible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear gripped people the moment their eyes are on me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here I am, lying lonely and friendless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for who is to be blame but me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just because I was born a phantom. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little embarrassed of my amateur work, but I still feel a little upset as I put myself in the shoes of the phantom. Hope you enjoy this as much as I do :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5340683257847102636?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5340683257847102636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5340683257847102636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5340683257847102636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5340683257847102636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/phantom.html' title='The phantom'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4460185177971617376</id><published>2009-07-10T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T17:03:43.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent randoms</title><content type='html'>If you are wondering what I am up to these days, actually I'm working :)) Sometimes I will be at the clinic being a clinic assistant, other times I will be out helping out with health screening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the picture I took with Jas during today's&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;health screening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We look kuku clad in gown, mask and gloves (though you can't see our gloved hands). In addition, my hair looks kuku also since it is a must to tie hair. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Slb_-dzUVCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/LB8C0OuK7I8/s1600-h/Photo0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356750255420625954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Slb_-dzUVCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/LB8C0OuK7I8/s400/Photo0261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was actually quite enjoyable to work for this company because the colleagues and the superiors are very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friendly and helpful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. One of my superiors even drive me to work and also treat me lunch, haha. That's how good they are. And also, they can chat with you about all kinds of things which are not work-related. I can feel no airs around the superiors. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Colleagues wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, most of the people doing health screening are around my age, so can somehow communicate well :) However, for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;clinic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, mostly is aunties work there, and they can get rather impatient with me. Well, I got lots to learn, so I won't blame them for being a little harsher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To side-track a bit, I must advertise a little about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my mom's chicken wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She makes the best chicken wings around, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Maybe it's because of the way she marinate the chicken wings. Honey, oyster sauce, and some special ingredients which I'm not sure of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken wings in the oven, baking away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Slb9Tgw4bNI/AAAAAAAAA20/0PIRSi6rPLY/s1600-h/Photo0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356747318458084562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Slb9Tgw4bNI/AAAAAAAAA20/0PIRSi6rPLY/s400/Photo0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end product - nicely coloured chicken wings. Shades of brown, glistening surface and a little chao-tah, I like :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Slb80efgdII/AAAAAAAAA2s/MKiSENzbJQ0/s1600-h/Photo0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356746785272394882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Slb80efgdII/AAAAAAAAA2s/MKiSENzbJQ0/s400/Photo0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, that's all for now. Tired from working... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4460185177971617376?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4460185177971617376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4460185177971617376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4460185177971617376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4460185177971617376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/recent-randoms.html' title='Recent randoms'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Slb_-dzUVCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/LB8C0OuK7I8/s72-c/Photo0261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5722765965591380734</id><published>2009-07-03T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:56:59.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/WmxT21uFRwM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/WmxT21uFRwM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's sad how many years ago this song was sang, and yet, the problems that exist then still exist now. However, I still think that it is a beautiful song, something that can influence someone if they will just stop and listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just watch this video and listen to this song over and over again, cos their voices are so dazzling, and it is so much more powerful when everyone sang together, rather than just one lone voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it, and hope u will love it too :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Does anyone know who the singer in leather jacket, blue shirt is? He sang the second chorus. Wonderful voice, sandy, and incredibly sexy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5722765965591380734?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5722765965591380734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5722765965591380734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5722765965591380734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5722765965591380734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-world_03.html' title='we are the world'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5614757910109541342</id><published>2009-07-02T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:26:11.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Injections</title><content type='html'>Due to start work as a clinic assistant next week. I was told that besides putting on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PPE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(personal protective equipment, which includes &lt;strong&gt;gown, mask and gloves&lt;/strong&gt;), and I have to take a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;flu vaccination too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. When I heard vaccination, in my heart, I was like going OMG. I don't really like injections, cos I had a particularly painful one when I was in primary 6. That was the LAST vaccine I took, and if I never remember wrongly, it is MMR injection. In my opinion, whether the jab is painful or not depends largely on the skills of the one giving it. I say that because I do not have any impression that suggest that skin test taken during pri 6 was painful. The BCG hurts a bit, but that was all - something like an ant's bite. The MMR injection on the other hand feels like the needle has gone INTO my bone. pain!!! I hope the one issuing the flu jab is skilful enough to shorten the painful experience :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5614757910109541342?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5614757910109541342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5614757910109541342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5614757910109541342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5614757910109541342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/injections.html' title='Injections'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3445152329943199161</id><published>2009-06-29T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:25:09.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the perfect guys</title><content type='html'>Kind of finished reading the whole twilight series (Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn). Another book depicting how romantic the male protagonist is. Most of the dramas, movies and books nowadays like to potray the male protagonist as being romantic, always helping the damsel in distress. It also helps if the male protagonist is handsome, rich and strong (which is most of the times). I just can't help drooling over these impossible male protagonists. This is seriously unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must repeat to myself a thousand times, &lt;strong&gt;"THERE'S NO SUCH GUY IN THE WORLD"&lt;/strong&gt;. No use trying to find one, or comparing their qualities to the existent bf. It is so silly comparing someone who exist to someone who don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace reality, Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, we are allowed to dream aren't we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-3445152329943199161?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3445152329943199161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=3445152329943199161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3445152329943199161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3445152329943199161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/perfect-guys.html' title='the perfect guys'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4187405171840193630</id><published>2009-06-26T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:02:01.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>Most people should have heard by now, that Michael Jackson had passed away. It feels weird that this someone, whom songs I grew up with, is never going to produce another album again. Never to hear of his talk of being "Peter Pan", never to see him protect his adopted children by asking them to wear masks when they are out. True, he is FAR from perfect - apart from singing nice songs, he has tons of court cases under his belt. But we can't pretend that he has not influence any person's life in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A person's life is not judged by the number of breaths he take, but the number of moments he experienced that took his breath away."&lt;/strong&gt; If such was the case, MJ can be counted as living a ripe long life, even if he was gone at a relatively young age of 50. Because of this, I think his passing on is not something to grieve over, rather, I think it's something to be joyous about - cos he has finally made it to his never never land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4187405171840193630?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4187405171840193630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4187405171840193630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4187405171840193630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4187405171840193630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html' title='Michael Jackson'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4364312334803600235</id><published>2009-06-18T15:12:00.050+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:40:23.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>After my birthday party on 13/6/09, I celebrated my birthday &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;on the actual day 16/6/09. It's good having a party which doesn't fall on ur actual bdae cos you actually get to celebrate it &lt;strong&gt;twice&lt;/strong&gt;. lol. After this 21 milestone, I expect I won't like celebrating birthdays after that. =x Maybe just pluck one candle on my birthday cake? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the actual day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Peranakan Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. All I ever reached was the doorstep, going to come back on this coming saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn3pqBBztI/AAAAAAAAA18/mqdLevvSMsA/s1600-h/IMG_1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348578327504473810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn3pqBBztI/AAAAAAAAA18/mqdLevvSMsA/s400/IMG_1899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is because I went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asian Civilisation Museum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; instead, for the KangXi exhibition which will be ending really soon. No photos were allowed to be taken in the Kangxi exhibition, so thus, just this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn3pJna5UI/AAAAAAAAA10/TMmv03D_Bks/s1600-h/IMG_1901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348578318807131458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn3pJna5UI/AAAAAAAAA10/TMmv03D_Bks/s400/IMG_1901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walked in the ACM for a few hours, then it's time for dinner. Khim treated me to hotel buffet at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cafe Brio, Grand Copthorne Waterfront Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started with soup. Some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cream of cauliflower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with something thingy. Can't remember what. yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348577486461842946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn24s41tgI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Ze8YP5ik02w/s400/Photo0226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We faithfully do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bread and butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to go along with the soup too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348577482206156322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn24dCNFiI/AAAAAAAAA1k/CGNkEG2b2mU/s400/Photo0227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;drunken prawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The soup is very savoury and filled with prawn sweetness. They kill the prawns on the spot, so I just had one bowl to ease my guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348575232007958626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn01eZJcGI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Gp-K8g9IKJg/s400/Photo0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nasi Lemak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The fat thing at the bottom is the otak. In Nasi Lemak, I love the otak most. yums. This is pretty spicy. Prawn crackers are nice and crispy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348574825015512066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn0dyOljAI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ofrIeVaBfGk/s400/Photo0229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another plate of nasi lemak with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;kebak in bun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The kebak is not fantastic though. The bun is a bit too hard. Maybe left in the air for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348574459395615106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn0IgMAqYI/AAAAAAAAA1M/VWlqJt13j0s/s400/Photo0230.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rice again. with peranakan dishes, such as buah kelak. The rice is pretty nice. I love rice that is grainy and a bit hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348574174567850802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnz37Hx4zI/AAAAAAAAA1E/9I9gugTrsBg/s400/Photo0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taupok wrapped rice. haha , actually it's from the jap section, but I don't like it, so Khim took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348573789564749442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnzhg34xoI/AAAAAAAAA08/9hnkL7wZ_v0/s400/Photo0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Desserts! The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;chendol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is nice :) funny how things seem nicer when they are packaged properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348573396910983810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnzKqH7yoI/AAAAAAAAA00/xjuJj9NN0yk/s400/Photo0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peranakan Laksa. Not spicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348573030518530178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjny1VNKoII/AAAAAAAAA0s/hBVfItAGRfg/s400/Photo0234.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My salad with thousand island's dressing. I love thousand island!! A tad too much though =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348572679646766434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnyg6G0ZWI/AAAAAAAAA0k/g5s4JN39epI/s400/Photo0236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khim's single scoop chocolate icecream with coloured rice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348572327172374050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnyMZCX_iI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Esqz0SMc8U8/s400/Photo0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My red bean dessert with coconut milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348571863374171698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnxxZQRDjI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ThRM5XU-lsw/s400/Photo0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mango thingy which Khim fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348571365422989490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnxUaPdALI/AAAAAAAAA0M/nl0HYFF6hYM/s400/Photo0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The chocolate shooter which I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348570961207928818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnw84bEp_I/AAAAAAAAA0E/XgF1IFTiGbQ/s400/Photo0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chocolate with raspberry cake, and kueh lapis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348570471516277650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnwgYLfC5I/AAAAAAAAAz8/52QawWu8YQU/s400/Photo0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash it all down with tea. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348569999209656482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnwE4sz8KI/AAAAAAAAAz0/V9ujpyuLt74/s400/Photo0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More food. Pineapple tarts and stuff for choc fondue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348569682347644130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnvycTBVOI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Z8lGq9eMvBE/s400/Photo0243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My single scoop strawberry icecream with peanuts and orange sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348569147470104210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnvTTuRxpI/AAAAAAAAAzk/I3n22PovXKA/s400/Photo0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Took more pineapple tarts. They are really good. I wish I can tabao some home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348568727034638498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnu61epsKI/AAAAAAAAAzc/jOFQZ-bed6o/s400/Photo0245.jpg" border="0" /&gt; End of dinner. Went to Mount Faber to walk for a while to digest all that food, then home sweet home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most exciting part of the day - opening &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. Maybe I just love tearing paper and this gives me a good reason to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348568237997229490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnueXrDBbI/AAAAAAAAAzU/342Y0pF9fuI/s400/IMG_1938.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Chomel gift set, including earrings and necklace, with courtesy of Rongxuan, Luoyi, and Jacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348568030071925138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnuSRFyqZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/6a5_nXFGSsk/s400/IMG_1939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perlini Silver bracelet from Jen, old time friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348567880130325922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnuJig7baI/AAAAAAAAAzE/lI3tK87T1r8/s400/IMG_1946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SK diamond necklace from grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348567657184783266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnt8j-ka6I/AAAAAAAAAy8/SCUqX-ubKco/s400/IMG_1948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earrings from Tian Po Jewellery, thanks to khim :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjntybk7evI/AAAAAAAAAy0/9LLcZL8E5LI/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348567483131067122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjntybk7evI/AAAAAAAAAy0/9LLcZL8E5LI/s400/IMG_1952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fossil clutch-wallet with courtesy of NTU CAC friends and HORA group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjntlbZrxNI/AAAAAAAAAys/UpBjZHMvoNk/s1600-h/IMG_1954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348567259745600722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjntlbZrxNI/AAAAAAAAAys/UpBjZHMvoNk/s400/IMG_1954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silky dress from Pepper plus, given by Sou and Nancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348588227446693906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjoAp6LL4BI/AAAAAAAAA2E/P2p0uOj5CXE/s400/IMG_1956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And a large packet of Chilli pop pop, which I fell in love with ever since our JC days. haha, maybe next yr u can get me a large packet of Hiro cakes! lol =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjntHgdyMCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/0SnZsDGJ4Es/s1600-h/IMG_1957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348566745708900386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjntHgdyMCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/0SnZsDGJ4Es/s400/IMG_1957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; River island bag, Espirit wallet, and Espirit watch from relatives and cousins. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348566555860545650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjns8dOaMHI/AAAAAAAAAyU/GfTjxjmxGAU/s400/IMG_1960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348566288192502290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnss4FX-hI/AAAAAAAAAyM/dK3KuSGA8UM/s400/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348566111539066434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnsil_6dkI/AAAAAAAAAyE/r_0M8Gky3mA/s400/IMG_1965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metal puzzle and a pen with my name on it, with courtesy from Han xiang, another old time friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565916831137570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnsXQp7PyI/AAAAAAAAAx8/66MkPJvID9M/s400/IMG_1966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super large card from my sec sch friends. They customised the card by printing and pasting my pictures on it. Thanks alot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565739147538674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnsM6u2sPI/AAAAAAAAAx0/rtRmNPST164/s400/IMG_1969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another super large card, this time from Rongxuan, Luoyi and Jacky. They didn't write anything inside cos they claim tt it will spoil the card. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565258137589778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnrw61JWBI/AAAAAAAAAxs/9TMyX12kYyA/s400/IMG_1971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So they substitute with this hand written card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348565017970760866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnri8I6XKI/AAAAAAAAAxk/F1bYc8WVioQ/s400/IMG_1972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan Brown's Angels and Demons from Lynette, and a sweet looking card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnrZEip7FI/AAAAAAAAAxc/TGU43sAFXuo/s1600-h/IMG_1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564848427527250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnrZEip7FI/AAAAAAAAAxc/TGU43sAFXuo/s400/IMG_1975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Guess wallet from Huimin, Shi ting, Ming xian and Fangshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnrHm61msI/AAAAAAAAAxU/DUp2CrQKufI/s1600-h/IMG_1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564548418116290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnrHm61msI/AAAAAAAAAxU/DUp2CrQKufI/s400/IMG_1978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday card, a book about cats, and an aromatic eye pillow from Jinghui and Jon. I must be having really dark eye circles for them to give me an eye pillow. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnq96P1BoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/nvwuqUG-K-o/s1600-h/IMG_1981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564381807740546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnq96P1BoI/AAAAAAAAAxM/nvwuqUG-K-o/s400/IMG_1981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;A girly pink handbag from uni da jie, Jessie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348564160087634594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnqxARosqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/7DerlFBZazA/s400/IMG_1983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vodka bottle from uni jie mei, Caren, which is actually.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnqnqNGBII/AAAAAAAAAw8/jgQ8161iFRk/s1600-h/IMG_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563999544181890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnqnqNGBII/AAAAAAAAAw8/jgQ8161iFRk/s400/IMG_1985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An umbrella! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnqaOEEF_I/AAAAAAAAAw0/yOIMewy4RXs/s1600-h/IMG_1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563768651814898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnqaOEEF_I/AAAAAAAAAw0/yOIMewy4RXs/s400/IMG_1986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A hand-sketched potrait of me from ah gong, Kwan chet. He even labelled the potrait "grand daughter" in chinese (look at the left top).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnqNuOfcEI/AAAAAAAAAws/weyF5UVQJU8/s1600-h/IMG_1988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563553947185218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjnqNuOfcEI/AAAAAAAAAws/weyF5UVQJU8/s400/IMG_1988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canon photo printer from Han xiang, ah gong, yi long, Guanzhu, Yihao, Danny, Zhao ying, Jiun ru, Daphne, Rui min, Jen, Wei Ting (I hope I didn't miss anyone out). The gift is complete with accessories such as the printing paper and ink :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnp-GaytgI/AAAAAAAAAwk/9kzRaOz_glo/s1600-h/IMG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563285563323906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnp-GaytgI/AAAAAAAAAwk/9kzRaOz_glo/s400/IMG_1991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute pink photo printer. Oh man, it's so small! Technology ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnpx2Jz2ZI/AAAAAAAAAwc/toCJzV-bSuQ/s1600-h/IMG_1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563075038697874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnpx2Jz2ZI/AAAAAAAAAwc/toCJzV-bSuQ/s400/IMG_1992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The twilight series from Kai jie, Ming kuan, Danny and Cheng Ning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnpl925dOI/AAAAAAAAAwU/huqOZPvQAnw/s1600-h/IMG_1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348562870948426978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjnpl925dOI/AAAAAAAAAwU/huqOZPvQAnw/s400/IMG_1997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This list doesn't include the hongbao from my great grandma, paternal grandpa, and aunt + uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yups that about concludes my 21st birthday. Though it's simple, but I love the way it is. Anyway the above pictures are not complete, the full album will be posted on&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! And if you want, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you can tag ur gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =pPp haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4364312334803600235?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4364312334803600235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4364312334803600235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4364312334803600235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4364312334803600235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-21st-birthday-celebration.html' title='My 21st birthday celebration'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sjn3pqBBztI/AAAAAAAAA18/mqdLevvSMsA/s72-c/IMG_1899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-2744115147172326685</id><published>2009-06-14T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:57:01.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday party</title><content type='html'>Finally had my first and last ever birthday party yesterday :) Though it's not on my actual birthday, but it really feels like it is. Lots of old frens, food and talk. Enjoy myself a lot, though I do not clamour for this kind of spotlight attention. Next time I will do better in attending others' parties instead of my own. My biggest regret is not taking enough photographs (it's TRUE) and not eating from the buffet I catered for. Heard that it's pretty nice :D Will upload some pics on facebook, and maybe blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-2744115147172326685?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2744115147172326685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=2744115147172326685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2744115147172326685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2744115147172326685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday party'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-302894049956843548</id><published>2009-06-11T23:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:31:06.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wishlist</title><content type='html'>Birthday is coming soon and I feel like I'm having a growing-up crisis. Few more days and I'll be an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;adult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; officially! Can get charged in court, go to jail, get GST rebate from government, and get married without parents' consent... etc. Grown up le, can't afford to play around anymore, thinking I still have time to spare. Must start learning how to apply for loans, HDB flats, and cpf stuff. Need to learn how to fill in forms for taxes too. =x It's good being a kid seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few people are asking me what I have on my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;birthday wishlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Actually I wanted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;happiness and peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; most, but these are what people cannot give. So with much pain and sweat (kidding), I came up with a wishlist. Bit late though =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;#1: OTO power tap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Having shoulder aches (must be getting old) and too poor to go for massages. This may be helpful in the long run :D &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEi2P8oDLI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kpPOGkeoF3A/s1600-h/powertap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346092548054584498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEi2P8oDLI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kpPOGkeoF3A/s400/powertap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;#2: Portable game players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Being the poor me, I have no car and no driving license. So I need these to pass time when I'm taking a long journey on public transport! DS Lite or PSP?? A friend says that DS Lite is more suitable, but I dunno -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEiyevnBEI/AAAAAAAAAv8/MIgLUW3gNA8/s1600-h/playstation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346092483307045954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEiyevnBEI/AAAAAAAAAv8/MIgLUW3gNA8/s400/playstation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; #3: Hongbao money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Great grandma and ah gong already gave me a hongbao each. But who will ever say no to money?? No job now = no money. Money is useful!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEilSxb1sI/AAAAAAAAAv0/kWMv4AgIGoY/s1600-h/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346092256755177154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEilSxb1sI/AAAAAAAAAv0/kWMv4AgIGoY/s400/money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; #4: Vouchers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; These are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;as good as money. I don't mind vouchers for spas, facials, food, travel, shopping and books. At least I can buy and eat things for free. hahaha. I don't mind &lt;strong&gt;REALLY GOOD&lt;/strong&gt; discount coupons too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEiF_kX1iI/AAAAAAAAAvs/L-sTTtU49e4/s1600-h/voucher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346091719024170530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEiF_kX1iI/AAAAAAAAAvs/L-sTTtU49e4/s400/voucher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;#5: Kindachi comics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whole set. I love mysteries and detective things. haha. Will prefer it in English, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346091600392284642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEh_FoU6eI/AAAAAAAAAvk/IP7kpKRBkpM/s400/kindaichi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;#6: Sponsorship for a trip to the dentist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My gums are having serious problems now. They are weak and keep bleeding. Dentist treatments don't come cheap, so if you would like to sponsor, it will be most wonderful. haha. Get Michelle's healthy smile back. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346091488794240114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEh4l5R5HI/AAAAAAAAAvc/WiQyfPDCLg0/s400/dentist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;#7: A mini human body model with detachable organs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That will be a nice deco for my room :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346091331599967986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEhvcTPpvI/AAAAAAAAAvU/8uFheRcetWU/s400/human+body.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; #8: A really good printer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Best be laser and can print coloured stuff. I'm sick of having no notes for morning lectures. sighss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346096794127320082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEmtZzQRBI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oPD1p1T2f_s/s400/printer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are getting me any of those, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;do tell me in advance ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?? I don't want presents to clash. haha. My friend just got TWO Ipods for her birthday =x So let history not repeat itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: Dear friends, you are NOT obliged to get me any of those =pPp Anything you get me with sincerity, I will be most happy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-302894049956843548?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/302894049956843548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=302894049956843548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/302894049956843548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/302894049956843548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-wishlist.html' title='My wishlist'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SjEi2P8oDLI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kpPOGkeoF3A/s72-c/powertap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-2750951504090191594</id><published>2009-06-08T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:11:37.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls to ladies</title><content type='html'>It's funny how pretty girls grow up to be ugly women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-2750951504090191594?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2750951504090191594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=2750951504090191594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2750951504090191594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2750951504090191594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-to-ladies.html' title='girls to ladies'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-6546968067588671221</id><published>2009-06-08T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:29:40.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy endings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"There's good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-silence-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I take it that you want the bad first." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"How do you know?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Cos girls always want happy endings."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. Searching for my happy ending. No more sadness.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-6546968067588671221?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6546968067588671221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=6546968067588671221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6546968067588671221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6546968067588671221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-endings.html' title='Happy endings'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4352641283754416936</id><published>2009-06-05T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:09:09.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyjamas party :D</title><content type='html'>Going off for a sleepover at Jessie's house! Damn excited about all the freedom, movie marathon, board games and gossip/chat. A big smile on my face now :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4352641283754416936?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4352641283754416936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4352641283754416936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4352641283754416936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4352641283754416936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/pyjamas-party-d.html' title='Pyjamas party :D'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-38992170857691141</id><published>2009-06-01T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:51:31.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson《Heal the World》</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Jpz5eD9L4dA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Jpz5eD9L4dA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A nice MV cum song that I wannt share :) All of us should do our part in making this world a better place, for you and for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-38992170857691141?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/38992170857691141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=38992170857691141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/38992170857691141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/38992170857691141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jacksonheal-world.html' title='Michael Jackson《Heal the World》'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1700969893264398360</id><published>2009-05-31T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:09:29.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leonardo Da Vinci</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SiKUB9HKDAI/AAAAAAAAAvM/z61zW1Mxj_c/s1600-h/Da+vinci.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341994869320190978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SiKUB9HKDAI/AAAAAAAAAvM/z61zW1Mxj_c/s400/Da+vinci.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saturday well spent - went to the Science Centre to catch the exhibition on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Leonardo Da Vinci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't regret going and spending that $16 because he is a truely amazing man, well worth my three hours in there. It is a concise exhibition highlighting his most famous works. It was lucky that he wasn't born in the present, because he will have a real trouble trying to fill up forms of all kinds. Most forms nowadays will ask for things like occupation, and for brilliant people like him will have no idea what to put, because he was a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scientist, mathematician, engineer, inventor, anatomist, painter, sculptor, architect, musician and writer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He is everything that a person can be, don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Vinci was a man with foresight, and he learnt things so that he can apply them. In the old days, I doubt many man will think of applying the knowledge they learnt. Those scholars simply learn for the sake of learning, and they are not unlike myself. A particular quote of his intrigued me - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I have been impressed with the urgency of doing. Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Being willing is not enough; we must do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It totally changed my mindset of education. The purpose of education is not to know, but to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fill you more with awe, allow me to highlight some of his famous works; The painting of Mona Lisa (which is still uncomplete till this day), The Last Supper, Vitruvian man and the ideal city. I'm still not sure how building the ideal city will prevent plague and stuff, so if you do know how it works, do you mind filling me in? And I love his work on the Vitruvian man, though strictly speaking, he did not have sole credit on that. The thing on the golden ratios and stuff, makes me just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go wah, wah and more wah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if all these are not enough to place him many levels above us, he actually said something like he offended God and mankind because he had not done things to the best of his abilities. O.O I mean, how many people can achieve the things he did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you will excuse me, I shall now go drown in my feelings of awe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1700969893264398360?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1700969893264398360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1700969893264398360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1700969893264398360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1700969893264398360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/leonardo-da-vinci.html' title='Leonardo Da Vinci'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SiKUB9HKDAI/AAAAAAAAAvM/z61zW1Mxj_c/s72-c/Da+vinci.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-7446975578501479930</id><published>2009-05-25T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:02:26.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ideal guy</title><content type='html'>I got a sudden enlightenment on the type of guys I'm attracted to, aha. He should have fair skin, with a glowing complexion, ebony black hair maintained short, glasses, a bit 肉肉 (meaty) but fit and it will really be a bonus if he has dimples on his cheeks. Guys with dimples look much less dangerous, and more approachable. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digression - I had a nightmare last night. Truely terrifying! If you are thinking of monsters, ferocious beasts, natural disasters and the likes, then you are wrong. I dreamt that I took a blood test and my glucose level is 8.7!! That is freaking. I don't want to have diabetes. On top of that, my cholesterol and triglycerides level also rocketed, though I can't remember the values. Damn. Is this some prophetic or warning dream?? Please let it be a nightmare, and let it remain as that. *brush off cold sweat*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-7446975578501479930?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7446975578501479930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=7446975578501479930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7446975578501479930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7446975578501479930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-ideal-guy.html' title='My ideal guy'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3342801964510559127</id><published>2009-05-24T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:10:18.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Here are some updates about myself. Not feeling particularly inspired, so the whole post is going to be a bit choppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Results -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling neutral about my results, because it is kind of the same as other sems. Improved a tiny bit compared to previous sem, but it only increased my overall gpa by 0.01. Anyway, I think I shouldn't complain about it. It is as good as I can hope for. Therefore, I shall stay content :) Really must thank Guan Yin for my results. I was having a particularly rough sem because I didn't like any of the modules I took except for Bioinformatics, so everytime I felt despondent, I went to my altar and prayed. I know it is 临时抱佛脚, but everytime I prayed, I felt at peace. And it really gave me strength to continue studying the modules I really really do not like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Birthday -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people I invited replied promptly to my invitation, and really want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thank you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a lot for the prompt reply! :) It makes planning so much more easier (not that I started planning already). All I did was book the BBQ pit at my house. lol. Any people got any ideas where to get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;affordable and nice buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?? I'm open to suggestions. And I also want to find a nice cake. lol. No fruit cake, cos I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Job -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a temp job for the vacation!!! Urgently. I need money, and I have time on my hands. The last thing I want to do is to waste my time away.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to earn those money with my own hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Wish list -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall think of it soon... My sis wants to get me a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;textbook&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. -.- hundreds of diaos. So, please don't get me a textbook anymore! haha. Hmmm, I don't mind a whole set of the twilight book series. lol. Or Dan Brown books, since they are so hot nowadays. Wanna see how good it really is. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's all for now :) Good night everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-3342801964510559127?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3342801964510559127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=3342801964510559127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3342801964510559127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3342801964510559127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3951598218010299690</id><published>2009-05-20T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:43:19.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>East coast park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShQg_4GDpKI/AAAAAAAAAvE/wocYyvds0B8/s1600-h/eastcoastcombined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337927740102517922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShQg_4GDpKI/AAAAAAAAAvE/wocYyvds0B8/s400/eastcoastcombined.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been such a long time since I last visited&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; East Coast Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but I revisited it again today :)) damn happy today cos I played my one of my favourite sports - cycling. Although my butt hurts from the long hours of sitting on the bicycle seat and I fell down WHILE on a bicycle, I still had great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the falling down part, the scene is really comical from what I imagine. Of course I can't see myself falling down from the bike, but I can totally imagine what I look like. Haha! Apparently, I was the only one who thought it was funny,because Jessie and Caren kept asking "you ok or not?" in a worried kind of tone. lol. How I fell down in the first place is another story.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After renting the bike from the rental store, I mounted my bike, just turn out into the cyclist lane, and AT THAT MOMENT, I had to lose control and knocked straight into a tree. The scene is damn comical. lol. I think the bicycle rental shop owner must be laughing in his heart. I haven't even started on my journey and I had to knock into a tree&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; in front of his shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, no less. This has to be the funniest thing that happened this month. Of course it hurt and everything else, but I felt more amused than injured. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened with the bicycle. The journey was smooth and everything :) When we were done with the bicycle, we rented &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rollerblades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It was the first time I tried rollerskating, and I love it :D Though I'm not very pro with it. When I was wearing my gear and stuff, I kept thinking to myself, "What have I gotten myself into??" But surprisingly, standing with the blades were easy. I wore my skates, stood, and just stood. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No falling down :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Moving is the hard part. I fell on my butt several times, sobs. managed to move anyway, in the end, though it was not smooth. But I moved, and that is something to be proud of when your feet are &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on wheels&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right?? I'm feeling very proud of myself at the moment, so don't spoil my moment of gaynes. Jeers to those who believe I can't even balance. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want proof that I can balance on skates (to those who didn't believe in me), look at the last row, second last picture. I am standing ok!! haha. The one in &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grey tee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is me!! don't even doubt that =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food and drinks are not worth mentioning, cos they are not fantastic, though I managed to eat my favourite icecream. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt; so wanna bike and skate again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-3951598218010299690?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3951598218010299690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=3951598218010299690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3951598218010299690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3951598218010299690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/east-coast-park.html' title='East coast park'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShQg_4GDpKI/AAAAAAAAAvE/wocYyvds0B8/s72-c/eastcoastcombined.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8202713639979297255</id><published>2009-05-18T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:34:28.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember me this way - Jordan Hill</title><content type='html'>Love this song - a song from Casper the movie. If I ever die one day (not too soon, I hope), I would want to play this song during my funeral. Remember me this way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jordan Hill - Remember Me This Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then&lt;br /&gt;We find a special friend&lt;br /&gt;Who never lets us down&lt;br /&gt;Who understands it all&lt;br /&gt;Reaches out each time you fall&lt;br /&gt;You're the best friend that I've found&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't stay&lt;br /&gt;A part of you will never ever go away&lt;br /&gt;Your heart will stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I'll make a wish for you&lt;br /&gt;And hope it will come true&lt;br /&gt;That life would just be kind&lt;br /&gt;To such a gentle mind&lt;br /&gt;If you lose your way&lt;br /&gt;Think back on yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Remember me this way&lt;br /&gt;Remember me this way&lt;br /&gt;Hmm……….. this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;The love you bring to me&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I go&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Forever more apart of time, you're everywhere&lt;br /&gt;I'll always care&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat *)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be right behind your shoulder watching you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be standing by your side and all you do&lt;br /&gt;And I won't ever leave&lt;br /&gt;As long as you believe&lt;br /&gt;You just believe&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat *)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8202713639979297255?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8202713639979297255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8202713639979297255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8202713639979297255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8202713639979297255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-me-this-way-jordan-hill.html' title='Remember me this way - Jordan Hill'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3759881241095205181</id><published>2009-05-17T23:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:57:54.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food-filled weekend</title><content type='html'>As usual, I didn't waste a single moment of my weekend. During the weekdays, all I ate was stale bread and instant noodles. Therefore, weekends is a special time for me. It is a time for me to indulge in what was missing in my weekdays. I know I'm getting fatter, and perhaps has higher cholesterol than before, but I am a person who live to eat, not eat to live. For those who care about me, don't worry. I won't eat myself to death - In fact, I'm planning to take up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kickboxing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lessons soon. Like real soon. :) Burn those extra calories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, went to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Angels and Demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Fantastic movie. :)))) Don't regret watching it. haha, one thing bad - it just makes me wanna pick up the book and read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, went to shop at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Iluma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and had dinner at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Empire state's mini burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is situated at the forth storey. It's a bit like New york New york. I wonder if they are under the same company. But well, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My food: Two mini burgers with a mouthwatering beef patty in the middle, and lots of lettuce and tomatoes. Love beef burgers. woo hoo~ Fries are not bad..... But I'm just not a big fries person. lol. Couldn't finish the fries (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAurpK9TxI/AAAAAAAAAu8/_N8iG22as0w/s1600-h/Photo0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336816885755105042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAurpK9TxI/AAAAAAAAAu8/_N8iG22as0w/s400/Photo0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Khim's food: Roasted half chicken with generous amount of fries. Not fantastic, and reminds me strongly of New york New york. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAuG8788QI/AAAAAAAAAu0/QEhunhI3NEU/s1600-h/Photo0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336816255405715714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAuG8788QI/AAAAAAAAAu0/QEhunhI3NEU/s400/Photo0203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our dessert: Sizzling hot brownie with icecream. The chocolate is positively bubbling in the pan. Delicious! *smack lips* I just love brownie with icecream, even though it is super sinful. haha. I had most of it, instead of Khim. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAtsMNvDmI/AAAAAAAAAus/QvnHWCMcung/s1600-h/Photo0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336815795650367074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAtsMNvDmI/AAAAAAAAAus/QvnHWCMcung/s400/Photo0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On sunday, went JP with mom and sister. We ended up at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ji De Chi dessert shop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I don't really like chinese dessets. haha, I prefer western ones (pancakes, icecream, brownies and cakes). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom's dessert: Some mango thingy with grass jelly. She picked out the long slimy grass jelly so that I can take a nice pic of it. haha. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336814918883147234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAs5KAI_eI/AAAAAAAAAuk/3faDgNDfazU/s400/Photo0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My dessert: Some steamed milk with mango juice. Not nice. *thinking of brownies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336814533652552770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAsiu6AnEI/AAAAAAAAAuc/pl8u1nqWsSI/s400/Photo0206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sis's almond jelly with longan. Hmmm. Not bad, but it tastes like it comes straight out from a can. haha. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336813781766249314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAr296WG2I/AAAAAAAAAuU/jEKwgNrsSws/s400/Photo0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a total foodie! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-3759881241095205181?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3759881241095205181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=3759881241095205181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3759881241095205181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3759881241095205181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/food-filled-weekend.html' title='Food-filled weekend'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/ShAurpK9TxI/AAAAAAAAAu8/_N8iG22as0w/s72-c/Photo0202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4771811682682087836</id><published>2009-05-13T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:17:59.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my life, I went for an interview for a job in a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;factory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The post is "visual inspector", which in my opinion, glorifies what the job expects you to do. I don't mind working because it's a 4day work week (12 hours straight per day), pays me money ($7/hr) and I can work with my friends which will make work definitely less dull. However, the interviewer hinted that we are too feminine to work there, and looks like we will conk out in 2 to 3 days time. Therefore, though all 3 of us wants to work there, I don't know if she'll hire us or not. If not, than 就东家不打，打西家咯.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jobs, jobs, I need a job!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :( I don't think I can survive on that little savings of mine. Well, I can't say I'm not enjoying time at home, but I am really broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough lamenting. Tomorrow will be a better day. Phone calls, please come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swensens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is having an one-for-one promotion from 11am - 2pm on weekdays. For any main course, you can have another free. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WAH, there's actually FREE LUNCH on Earth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; But of course, they will charge you for the more expensive dish =p. I went to sample that, and the free lunch is perfectly true. Go feast at Swensens if you have time available in that range :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4771811682682087836?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4771811682682087836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4771811682682087836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4771811682682087836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4771811682682087836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/interview.html' title='Interview'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8049528198296153790</id><published>2009-05-11T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:20:49.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend drew me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sggz-nKx7KI/AAAAAAAAAt0/tenUa503at4/s1600-h/michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334570909379456162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sggz-nKx7KI/AAAAAAAAAt0/tenUa503at4/s400/michelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what Jessie drew me like. Haha, she even drawn a reading me =pPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice drawing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8049528198296153790?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8049528198296153790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8049528198296153790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8049528198296153790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8049528198296153790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-friend-drew-me.html' title='My friend drew me!'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sggz-nKx7KI/AAAAAAAAAt0/tenUa503at4/s72-c/michelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8107081049899097380</id><published>2009-05-10T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:09:16.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever</title><content type='html'>It sucks to have a 39.1 degrees fever..... *sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8107081049899097380?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8107081049899097380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8107081049899097380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8107081049899097380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8107081049899097380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/fever.html' title='Fever'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-7814723647896400936</id><published>2009-05-09T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T03:47:28.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>妈妈好伟大</title><content type='html'>在我们成长的过程，妈妈一直拉着我们的手，陪伴着我们。当我们伤心的时候，她比我们还更难过，当她手上的那个藤编落在我们的身上时，我们肉体上的痛，不如她心里面的痛。岁月不留人，我们一年一年的长大，妈妈一年一年的老去。她年轻时的梦想，全已破碎；她年轻时交过的朋友，全已经没有来往。年轻的她，和我们一样好玩，每天都有新鲜事做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但为了家庭，她牺牲一切 - 她可以放弃梦想，忘掉朋友，不追求新鲜事。我们就一直以为她会在，所以从没有真正的珍惜她。我们长大了，慢慢离开她，又有谁会记得妈妈为你所付出的一切？她也只能挥手和我们说再见。妈妈的无奈，又有谁理解？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人总要失去才懂得珍惜，但我不希望我是这样的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈妈的伟大，让我感动得忍不住落下泪。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-7814723647896400936?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7814723647896400936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=7814723647896400936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7814723647896400936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7814723647896400936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='妈妈好伟大'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-6617830472968625719</id><published>2009-05-06T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:46:47.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewelry making</title><content type='html'>My first attempt at jewelry making. Decided to start with something small, so choose to make a ring. Pictures of my first piece of self-made jewelry. Feeling extremely proud right now, cos even though I got hyperopia (lao hua yan), I still managed to complete beading this ring in 1 hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The completed ring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SgBr0Yx-2UI/AAAAAAAAAts/yLI59AUG5HM/s1600-h/Photo0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332380506556127554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SgBr0Yx-2UI/AAAAAAAAAts/yLI59AUG5HM/s400/Photo0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the beading. It was quite painful for my eyes, though this should be quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SgBrHYhFbSI/AAAAAAAAAtk/oL-LN-MNSTY/s1600-h/Photo0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332379733391142178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SgBrHYhFbSI/AAAAAAAAAtk/oL-LN-MNSTY/s400/Photo0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring on my finger. hahaha. Look at that pink painted nails too. I did it myself,and the colour reminds me of strawberry yan yan. One of my favourite snacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SgBq5UNqSyI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LZnQu0cpdkY/s1600-h/Photo0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332379491717761826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SgBq5UNqSyI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LZnQu0cpdkY/s400/Photo0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yups, that's all. Going to try making more jewelry. haha. And before I forget, I must specially thank Jessie and Caren for going to Chinatown with me to buy those beads, and especially Jessie for giving me her bead box. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's continue making more handicrafts yar? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-6617830472968625719?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6617830472968625719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=6617830472968625719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6617830472968625719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6617830472968625719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/jewelry-making.html' title='Jewelry making'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SgBr0Yx-2UI/AAAAAAAAAts/yLI59AUG5HM/s72-c/Photo0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5572565265346927717</id><published>2009-05-02T00:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:16:10.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malay wedding</title><content type='html'>On my second day of freedom, I attended a &lt;strong&gt;Malay wedding&lt;/strong&gt; the first time in my life. It is really quite interesting to get exposure to different cultures. In that way, you can compare what's the same, and what's not. Anyway, the groom is my relative, some kind of &lt;strong&gt;uncle&lt;/strong&gt; (but similar age as me), thus I also have not much choice but to go. The drums were really loud! But this makes the whole event more vibrant. It really feels like a family kind of thing. Since I'm not quite close to my relatives, I find this a refreshing change of environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the biggest difference between a chinese and a malay wedding is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the groom going to fetch the bride, it is the &lt;strong&gt;groom who is being fetched&lt;/strong&gt;. The bride will be waiting at the place there, while the people went to fetch the groom. I always thought that under the tree-like thingy they used to shelter the newlyweds, is the bride. But no. It is the groom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second difference is, they favour a buffet kind of lunch. Once you finished your meal, you have to get up from your seats to give it to other people. Cos there are simply not enough seats. A bit 赶鸭子，but no choice, just 入乡随俗 lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;door gift&lt;/strong&gt;. A small piece of soap wrapped nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sfsoh4WgA7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/5GICD6Cgkzw/s1600-h/Photo0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330899146450666418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sfsoh4WgA7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/5GICD6Cgkzw/s400/Photo0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When they are fetching the GROOM.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfsnYpBVlmI/AAAAAAAAArs/d77lmJuvK88/s1600-h/Photo0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330897547024239074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfsnEyBhieI/AAAAAAAAArk/InVgjqISUa4/s400/Photo0165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330897273906801378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sfsm04lQKuI/AAAAAAAAArc/rxDgaWoGcM8/s400/Photo0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;More drums...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330896995804230258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfsmkskbsnI/AAAAAAAAArU/zxZRuO-Fk2M/s400/Photo0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Finally, the bride and groom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330896705882048786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfsmT0hmSRI/AAAAAAAAArM/DWswdSfzsCE/s400/Photo0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's really nice attending weddings... It puts me in a good mood afterwards. haha. I want to attend my sister's wedding asap, cos I wanna be a bridesmaid..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5572565265346927717?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5572565265346927717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5572565265346927717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5572565265346927717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5572565265346927717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/malay-wedding.html' title='Malay wedding'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sfsoh4WgA7I/AAAAAAAAAr0/5GICD6Cgkzw/s72-c/Photo0164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-950367546041890320</id><published>2009-05-01T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:36:56.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day of freedom</title><content type='html'>My first official day of &lt;strong&gt;freedom&lt;/strong&gt;. Did a number of random stuffs with Khim. Thanks for accompanying me to see the doctor! The problem has been an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;old problem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of mine, but it's too personal to post it here. haha. I shall just mention the random stuffs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;strong&gt;Mac breakfast &lt;/strong&gt;in the morning! I LOVE MAC BREAKFAST! though I know it's sinful, but a McGriddles or a McMuffin is an occasional treat I give myself. Did I mention that I love Mac hashbrowns too? Haha. Somehow, when I fried the hash browns at home, it's not that nice. Wonder what they put inside. lol. The same goes for its McNuggets. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to catch the latest craze - &lt;strong&gt;Wolverine&lt;/strong&gt;. I did not watch the previous x-men shows. But after I watched this, I wanna watch the other two too. This genre of movies is something which appeals to me. Hate mushy love movies..... They are so corny, I feel. Go catch this! It's nice and since it just started, there are a variety of timings and venues for you to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfndQ6S4e-I/AAAAAAAAArE/9s83wH081nI/s1600-h/xmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330534916565793762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfndQ6S4e-I/AAAAAAAAArE/9s83wH081nI/s400/xmen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Played in the&lt;strong&gt; arcade&lt;/strong&gt; today too. It has been a long, long time since I gamed in the arcade. A tad too expensive for the sad economy now. But I really enjoy gaming! Haha. Wanted to play the mario racing car thingy (don't know what it's called), but the machine is spoiled :( so played those kiddish games instead. The tickets below is what I have earned! Still have great fun despite playing kiddish games, haha. I so wanna visit the arcade again for my mario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfncW-we3sI/AAAAAAAAAq8/YTunGoYNoYk/s1600-h/Photo0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330533921331273410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfncW-we3sI/AAAAAAAAAq8/YTunGoYNoYk/s400/Photo0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being movie-deprived, I'm storybook deprived too. So borrowed a couple from the library before I went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darwin's children&lt;/strong&gt; by Greg Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sfnb42TyhVI/AAAAAAAAAq0/STxy0ivxeJ8/s1600-h/Photo0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330533403667367250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sfnb42TyhVI/AAAAAAAAAq0/STxy0ivxeJ8/s400/Photo0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wizard of Oz&lt;/strong&gt; by Baum Frank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfnbXMmbJMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/SrcRw7psmxM/s1600-h/Photo0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330532825535554754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfnbXMmbJMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/SrcRw7psmxM/s400/Photo0162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That about concludes my day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-950367546041890320?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/950367546041890320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=950367546041890320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/950367546041890320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/950367546041890320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-day-of-freedom.html' title='My first day of freedom'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfndQ6S4e-I/AAAAAAAAArE/9s83wH081nI/s72-c/xmen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-662256370001091993</id><published>2009-04-30T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T02:14:20.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis Armstrong - What a wonderful world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think this is a very relaxing song. One of my personal favourites. The earlier days of jazz. Hope you enjoy it too. And for those who are leading a very stressed life now, take a few minutes of your time, close your eyes and just enjoy the peacefulness of this song. Louis Armstrong has an amazing voice... seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What a Wonderful World (by Louis Armstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see trees of green, red roses too&lt;br /&gt;I see them bloom for me and you&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see skies of blue and clouds of white&lt;br /&gt;The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Are also on the faces of people going by&lt;br /&gt;I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do&lt;br /&gt;They're really saying I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear babies crying, I watch them grow&lt;br /&gt;They'll learn much more than I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-662256370001091993?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/662256370001091993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=662256370001091993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/662256370001091993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/662256370001091993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/louis-armstrong-what-wonderful-world.html' title='Louis Armstrong - What a wonderful world'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-6420891384401111496</id><published>2009-04-30T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T01:53:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfiQa7Y43nI/AAAAAAAAAqk/0PhomydF5Lg/s1600-h/taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330168951286062706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfiQa7Y43nI/AAAAAAAAAqk/0PhomydF5Lg/s400/taken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right after finishing my exams (like finally), went out with Jessie and Caren for a shopping cum good food cum movie session. Actually we wanted to watch &lt;strong&gt;Knowing&lt;/strong&gt;, but the timings were all very weird. So, we settled on &lt;strong&gt;Taken&lt;/strong&gt; instead. I know, both these movies has been on air for very long, but I have been movie-deprived since my exams started. So, I guess those who want to watch the movie have already watched, so even if I talk about the content, I won't be a spoiler. Right? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie exceed my expectations! Far far exceed. I went into the cinema thinking that "this is just another normal action-packed movie", but I came out a taken convert. There was never a dull moment in the movie. In addition, I thought this movie was a good blend of action and a father's love for his daughter. Though his daughter was unappreciative for the most part, he still sacrified a lot for her - turning Paris upside down, risking his own life, just to save her daughter from prostitution. It also disturbs me that girls were treated as "purchases" in the movie. In some other part of the world unknown to us, girls were still sold for men's pleasure. It's digusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit lazy to share my thoughts on this movie with you, but I'll just say that it's a good movie to catch! certainly. Go catch it if you haven't yet. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-6420891384401111496?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6420891384401111496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=6420891384401111496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6420891384401111496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6420891384401111496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/taken.html' title='Taken'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SfiQa7Y43nI/AAAAAAAAAqk/0PhomydF5Lg/s72-c/taken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4317459406459635011</id><published>2009-04-24T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:29:38.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my poor finger</title><content type='html'>这三个星期对我来说真是度日如年呀！Every day of the week, including weekends, I'm cooped at home studying for my exams. I would very much love to go out, shop or jog but I will feel extremely guilty if I went out to have fun during exam period. My logic is this - if I didn't do well, I know that I have tried my best, and thus feel better about it. Have you ever have the feeling that when you feel upset sometimes, it's not because how things turn out, but because you COULD have done something about it in a way that it will change things now? Yups, that about summarises my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, the exams have been so-so. I don't feel that I have scored very well, but at least I know I will pass somehow. That isn't really an encouraging thought actually, cos in the society nowadays, a pass just ain't enough. I'm sure everyone have read about how university students can't get jobs nowadays. It makes me wonder what am I doing in uni in the first place. Of course, my goal is to do something related to science (and get good money out of it), but now I realized that I am just buying time not to get into the dark society out there. Face the politics and stuff, you see. I prefer to stay in my comfort zone, until I had to be dragged out, though I will put up a struggle against anyone who wants to drag me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a suay-er note, I hurt my finger today. Yes, on the day of Physics (arguably one of my hatest topics) exam itself. I already feel depressed cos its Physics day, and this had to happen. It was no wonder I had so much 感触 today. The scene of crime is in the washroom, and I kind of kiapped my finger. It hurts a lot! At first, I thought it was nothing, but then, when I raised my hurt finger again, I saw that it was oozing blood. *faints* blood!!! early in the morning before my paper. In my mind, I was thinking - could this be an sign that today's paper will be a 血光之灾？So, I was a bit distracted throughout the paper. On a lighter note, I'm no longer bleeding now (duh), but inside my nails, the dried blood is still caked there. How to remove?? Anyone had the same plight as me before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my finger recovers soon. Now I'm using my right middle finger to type instead of my index cos it's my index which is injured. Writing is a pain too :( I wan to recover soon! and my mantra&lt;br /&gt;"exams fasting end!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4317459406459635011?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4317459406459635011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4317459406459635011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4317459406459635011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4317459406459635011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-poor-finger.html' title='my poor finger'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-9040703336194744191</id><published>2009-04-13T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:41:09.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>I won't take 7 examinable modules &lt;em&gt;ever, ever again&lt;/em&gt;. It is driving me nuts, nutty, nutter, nuttiest. argh!!! On a lighter note, I'm really looking forward to Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince movie. Something to look forward to......... exams faster end!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-9040703336194744191?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/9040703336194744191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=9040703336194744191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/9040703336194744191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/9040703336194744191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1389712686816537223</id><published>2009-04-01T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:25:42.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My scientist dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SdJPKTW3F9I/AAAAAAAAAqU/dFHLgpnnB7Y/s1600-h/Photo0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319401148291422162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SdJPKTW3F9I/AAAAAAAAAqU/dFHLgpnnB7Y/s400/Photo0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went to the annual &lt;strong&gt;Biobiz&lt;/strong&gt; conference on Saturday, and all of us had to wear our big names on our necks (see figure above). Actually, I thought Biobiz will bore me to tears with lots of scientific stuff, but surprisingly, I enjoyed the conference. The things they discussed on were of concern to us as Science students, and they did so with none of the heaviness that some lecturers carry with them. It was just like a refreshing, light-hearted conversation about our future in Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I found what I want to do in the future - which is to &lt;strong&gt;stay in the Science field&lt;/strong&gt; :) Although the path may be difficult, I shall persevere on and pursue what I want. Contrary to some students who thinks working in a lab is boring and stuff, me, on the other hand, like the quiet environment in the lab, and those gentle hummings of the machines around. It gives me a kind of soothing feeling to be there, to know that I belong there. I'm sure that working in other environments will not bring that sense of satisfaction in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, from now on, I shall work towards my goal towards my &lt;strong&gt;Scientist dream&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1389712686816537223?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1389712686816537223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1389712686816537223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1389712686816537223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1389712686816537223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-scientist-dream.html' title='My scientist dream'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SdJPKTW3F9I/AAAAAAAAAqU/dFHLgpnnB7Y/s72-c/Photo0154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8748088050582206220</id><published>2009-03-17T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:26:51.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mint toy museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sb561WlSjDI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ba-w8qLAWyk/s1600-h/Photo0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313819667357404210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sb561WlSjDI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ba-w8qLAWyk/s400/Photo0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On saturday, was supposed to go to the IT fair at Suntec, but upon seeing that all carpark lots were full and that we don't really have anything in mind to buy, me and khim went to the nearby &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mint toy museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; instead. The price a bit steep though =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very lazy to upload pictures over here, for those who are interested to see the pictures taken, you can see it on my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sunday -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A group of 6 of us went to Jiun Ru's house to surprise her cos it's her birthday. It has been super long since I met Daphne et al. Really glad that I finally managed to meet up with them :D andandand, Jiun Ru is too smart for her own good, cos she spotted us before we can give her the surprise..... sighs. But anyway, we had fun and that's what matters. Her dog Shubi is damn cute too! All of us had fun playing with him. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Shubi Wong Jia Quan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313822505311570978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sb59aiySjCI/AAAAAAAAAqM/l4sRoOxXdXg/s400/Photo0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I had a dog too :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8748088050582206220?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8748088050582206220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8748088050582206220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8748088050582206220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8748088050582206220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/mint-toy-museum.html' title='Mint toy museum'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/Sb561WlSjDI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ba-w8qLAWyk/s72-c/Photo0086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4313794926723392160</id><published>2009-03-12T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:33:47.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A cold joke to share</title><content type='html'>Watched &lt;strong&gt;Pulp Fiction&lt;/strong&gt; during Film Art class today. The whole movie was pretty crude and vulgar, but oddly entertaining. Although it is produced in 1994, it still managed to tickle me during some parts. I say SOME because there are other parts which make me go, "ewww..." So if you are free, I recommend this movie to you for a small laugh. A lame joke from the movie which I will share now -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a family of three tomatoes. Papa tomato, Mama  tomato, and baby tomato. The three of them were walking together, when tiny baby tomato lag behind. Irritated, Papa tomato turned back, and squash baby tomato, asking him to "catch up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get it? Read "catch up" faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't get it? You're a dork. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been ages since I heard such a cold joke. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4313794926723392160?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4313794926723392160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4313794926723392160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4313794926723392160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4313794926723392160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/cold-joke-to-share.html' title='A cold joke to share'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-2710110912485033786</id><published>2009-03-06T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:11:44.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new song</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;石欣卉 - 你没想象中爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你小心翼翼&lt;br /&gt;牵我手&lt;br /&gt;其实是担忧&lt;br /&gt;藏不住我&lt;br /&gt;自尊也投降&lt;br /&gt;活在她之下&lt;br /&gt;我好傻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你字字句句说&lt;br /&gt;你不爱她&lt;br /&gt;那又是什么&lt;br /&gt;让你害怕&lt;br /&gt;我疑惑但是原谅&lt;br /&gt;因为你留下&lt;br /&gt;我 好傻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我不说就不在意空等候&lt;br /&gt;原来&lt;br /&gt;你没想象中那么爱我&lt;br /&gt;我不懂该拿什么安慰我的难受&lt;br /&gt;你的存在&lt;br /&gt;让我更寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你寸步不离&lt;br /&gt;像天使的她&lt;br /&gt;挥霍我的爱&lt;br /&gt;从不放心上我有一丝无奈&lt;br /&gt;也有一些明白该&lt;br /&gt;放开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我不说就不在意空等候&lt;br /&gt;原来&lt;br /&gt;你没想象中那么爱我&lt;br /&gt;我不能再从你的怀抱感觉到什么&lt;br /&gt;不爱我别再说&lt;br /&gt;假装爱那是撒盐在伤口嗬~~&lt;br /&gt;谁说我不在意空等候&lt;br /&gt;原来&lt;br /&gt;你从来都没深刻爱我&lt;br /&gt;我才懂不是我不心痛&lt;br /&gt;其实是心没了感受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呜~~&lt;br /&gt;你没想象中爱我&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-2710110912485033786?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2710110912485033786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=2710110912485033786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2710110912485033786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2710110912485033786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-song.html' title='new song'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-195934833155252400</id><published>2009-03-05T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:21:00.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and death</title><content type='html'>It takes n number of years for you to become the person you are, but just 1 day to disappear from the face of this Earth forever. This thought is scary. Following the incident at NTU on Monday involving a fellow student kniving a professor and then falling to his death, I've been pondering a lot over these issues. It's not just because of the fact that he is a student of my university, but rather, I've never experienced firsthand on such a young person dying, and of his own accord too. Yes, we see all those articles about young people dying in accidents and diseases occasionally, but suicide is just so &lt;em&gt;different,&lt;/em&gt; in a disturbing way. Besides, it happened so close to me too - within 1km I should guess? When the accident happened, I was taking my virology quiz back in the North Spine. The closeness of the accident somehow heightened the intensity of my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the other students think, but it keep coming back to me that, he was alive when I'm taking that virology quiz, he was alive when I was eating that Mr. Bean pancake in the south spine, he was alive when I walked past THAT spot to wee kim wee communications sch for my film art lectures... and all it takes is less than an hour for him to cease existing on this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 20 (going to 21) years to freaking grow up to the person I was now (not a very wonderful person, but still relatively nice, haha), I'm not about to give up my life for&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I know life isn't always easy, but an easy life wouldn't be living your life isn't it? The ups and downs make up your life, and it is thru these ordeals, you emerge a stronger person. Is it worth giving it up for something which you can't even hold on to, forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money and fame, the humans desires. Even if you manage to get a hold of some, it is just a loan. 钱是身外物，生不带来，死不带去。If you think about it, almost everyone's ultimate goal is happiness. It is a primary desire. People love money and fame because it can get you your primary desire. But it is just not worth it to go chasing the secondary desires, and forgoing your primary desires. So, the moral of the story is, smell the roses as you walk along the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the victim, I truely sympathise with him, not because I think what he did was right, but because he gave up a potentially lovely life in a moment of folly. Life has no erasers, no turning back. So cherish your loved ones, for you will not know what tomorrow brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-195934833155252400?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/195934833155252400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=195934833155252400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/195934833155252400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/195934833155252400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-and-death.html' title='Life and death'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1917594654266017855</id><published>2009-02-19T22:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:13:51.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Wet laboratory is always good. Either the samples have long incubation times, or lab session is cancelled altogether. Of course, the former comes much often. During today's 45mins incubation period, went down with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Caren, Jessie, Yu zuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to travel fair by STA. Initially, we wanted to go there and have free buffet lunch, but in the end the food was finished when we got there =x So we went to walk around the booths instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie was unfortunately caught by the emcee there, and we were forced to play some silly game of hitting bottles while being blindfolded. Haha I guess the only good thing that comes out of this is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TWO vouchers for Party World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, each worth a free 4 hours singing session! woohooo~~ Happy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incredible India&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; booth, we had our hands henna-painted. Look at this. Can you guess which hand is mine? :) Bad thing about henna painting is that we can only put on a single glove back in the lab. Luckily our prof didn't catch us. hahahaha. Else he will "eject" us out of the lab (his pet phrase).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304523605345138130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SZ10HU9FddI/AAAAAAAAApc/DdmrW4z0jJ0/s400/Photo0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Also missed icecream from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;seventh heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today. When I went last time, I had coconut, choc with whiskey, and lychee martini. I would choose choc with whiskey as my favourite :) It was less sweet than the lychee martini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304523297907265442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SZ1z1bqLz6I/AAAAAAAAApU/BCF0zFGCCfE/s400/Photo0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can't stand myself cos I'm such a glutton. When can I ever shed my two kilos?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1917594654266017855?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1917594654266017855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1917594654266017855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1917594654266017855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1917594654266017855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SZ10HU9FddI/AAAAAAAAApc/DdmrW4z0jJ0/s72-c/Photo0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-836939243030290870</id><published>2009-02-16T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:31:22.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My great-grandmother</title><content type='html'>Went out with my parents, sis and great-grandmother today. Although her legs are weak, and needs a wheelchair to get around in the shopping mall, I still had a quiet sort of happiness to be with her and talking with her (at the same time, brushing up my teochew/hokkien). Suddenly remembered that when I was young, and she called my house phone, I happened to be the one picking up. When my mom asked me who called, I told her it's 世界上最大的女人. At that time, everybody was amused, and I didn't know why, cos to me, she is really one. In terms of family tree, she is the one at the top. Of course, the presence of women in power were unknown to me at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to the supermarket today, she insisted that I get myself chocolates or some tidbits, and she wanted to pay for it. Although I'm no longer the girl who will be happy with just a few chocolates, I'm still extremely touched at her thought. In her heart, I'm still the little girl who love chocolates. Another thing that surprises me is the fact that she remembers my birthday. She told me in teochew, "your birthday is in the 5th lunar month, chu san". In my heart, I thought, old people aren't suppose to have such a good memory. However, it occured to me that I'm important to her, enough to be remembered. =')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many women are in power today, she will forever be the 世界最大的女人in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-836939243030290870?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/836939243030290870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=836939243030290870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/836939243030290870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/836939243030290870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-great-grandmother.html' title='My great-grandmother'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1995553242187618189</id><published>2009-02-12T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:27:46.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five random updates</title><content type='html'>1) Assignments and lab reports piling up. A lot of fuzzy details to clarify in my lec notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) wants to watch a nice movie (any recommendations?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) wants to find out how the vegetarian stall in my canteen A can make stuff that taste and feel so much like meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) wants to get rid of my fear of needles, and donate blood. Give blood, give life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) thinks my family is a bit weird. My mom called my sis on her hp when they are both at home and they very well know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.. more updates to come =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1995553242187618189?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1995553242187618189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1995553242187618189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1995553242187618189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1995553242187618189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/five-random-updates.html' title='Five random updates'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1735804280899337425</id><published>2009-02-03T00:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:51:50.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ann's 21st birthday</title><content type='html'>Among all my 1988 friends, Ann is the first to celebrate her 21st birthday! haha and guess what? Her theme is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FAIRYTALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Needless to say, I don't think anyone abide by her theme except herself (and she looks really cute), but we had fun all the same. Pictures speak a thousand words, so I'll just throw in a few here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody in her party. Ann is very prominent because of her outfit (lol), but can you spot me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298241676887045986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SYciu90Ft2I/AAAAAAAAApE/Ph68_BdPSaY/s400/n688447737_1975442_3203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most of our secondary clique went to her party and here's proof. The guys: Yi long, Kwan Chet, Hanxiang, Guanzhu. The girls: Ann, Jen, Me, and Cynthia.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298241466219320722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SYciitA_VZI/AAAAAAAAAo8/CV8c8uI801w/s400/n688447737_1975430_3705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The girls! The lights are really romantic.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298241177510723618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SYciR5ffwCI/AAAAAAAAAo0/N7o7gH0VO1A/s400/n688447737_1975315_8390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After her party, everyone gathered at my house for a gambling session of poker and mahjong. My gambling luck is real bad for mahjong (or perhaps my skills were not quite there) but I did ok for the poker part. So I played poker. Instead of playing with money, we played with cookies. Luckily, I didn't eat the most, which also means, I'm not the biggest loser. wahahaha. A nice gathering with friends. Now I'm wondering how I'm gg to celebrate my 21st bdae. hmmmm. No matter where it is, I just want all the people who matter to me to come :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1735804280899337425?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1735804280899337425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1735804280899337425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1735804280899337425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1735804280899337425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/anns-21st-birthday.html' title='Ann&apos;s 21st birthday'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SYciu90Ft2I/AAAAAAAAApE/Ph68_BdPSaY/s72-c/n688447737_1975442_3203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4865017610323122620</id><published>2009-01-29T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:13:38.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random cny thoughts</title><content type='html'>I wish modern urban people like us can uphold the true meaning of Chinese New Year, instead of seeing it as "just another year" and it's just a time to "pay fees (angpows) and sit around". I believe whoever started chinese new year did not encompass these thoughts in the festival. Personally, I find it a pity for such thoughts to permeate our mind. Blood is thicker than water, and we should see Chinese New year as a rare opportunity for us to sit down and get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a random pic of me, my sis and our two little cousins. Not a very good quality pic, I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296389113883827634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SYCN1m1KnbI/AAAAAAAAAos/zsLUnZWNgT8/s400/Photo0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;From left to right: my sis, cousin Georgina, cousin Clarissa, me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My maternal instincts must be coming! Hahaha. Really like little kids, though I am not very good with them. Lol. Do I look like Clarissa's mother when I hugged her? She look so cute with a lollipop in her hands! My grandma says that Georgina and Clarissa are just like me and my sis when we were young - and I must admit the similarity is a bit frightening. First, both my sis and Georgina (the elder sis) have a larger build. Me and Clarissa have a smaller build. My sis had short hair, like Georgina when she was young. Me and Clarissa have long hair. My sis and Georgina are both quieter and less active. Me and Clarissa are wreckers at home (downright naughty to be exact), and the list just goes on........ If I bring Clarissa out, will anybody think that she's my daughter? haha.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I lost $2.50 in mahjong :( First time playing with money den I lose. Not a lucky year for gambling after all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4865017610323122620?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4865017610323122620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4865017610323122620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4865017610323122620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4865017610323122620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-cny-thoughts.html' title='Random cny thoughts'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SYCN1m1KnbI/AAAAAAAAAos/zsLUnZWNgT8/s72-c/Photo0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-6911738713186120973</id><published>2009-01-25T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:38:25.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samsung F480</title><content type='html'>Introducing my new handphone -&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SXtdi3LONhI/AAAAAAAAAog/q2BZYkAyD1A/s1600-h/saumsungF480.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294928640412104210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SXtdi3LONhI/AAAAAAAAAog/q2BZYkAyD1A/s400/saumsungF480.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samsung SGH-F480 in&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Actually I don't know why they name it pink, cos I think it look more purplish to me. In fact, I think the front if purple and the back is pink. Oh wells, but I still think it looks good :)  I thought it comes with a stylus but it doesn't, sadly, and I have to use my fat fingers to navigate it. Can you imagine how many times I type wrongly when I'm smsing using this phone?? Other than that, I like it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thing bad abt a full touchscreen, is that you'll start thinking every other phone is touchscreen as well. I feel ashamed to say this, but when I used my sister's hp, I start poking my fingers on the screen, only to realise that her phone doesn't work that way =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before ending this post, I would like to add that, changing a new hp doesn't mean I'm rich! In fact, Michelle Tan is very poor now :( The phone costs $38 and fully sponsored by dad. So yar. Thanks dad! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting thing about CNY is goodies, angpows, and two public holidays in a row. I forgot who was it, but someone pointed out to me that CNY is the only festival that has TWO public hol consecutively. Saddening. and Singapore is one of the countries with the LEAST public holidays. I thought our country love to have more things than other countries, so why not public holidays??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my new year wish is to increase my GPA, and get lots of money. Lots of happiness too, cos that's most important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish everyone a prosperous new year! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-6911738713186120973?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6911738713186120973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=6911738713186120973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6911738713186120973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6911738713186120973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/samsung-f480.html' title='Samsung F480'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SXtdi3LONhI/AAAAAAAAAog/q2BZYkAyD1A/s72-c/saumsungF480.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-7636148838827834206</id><published>2009-01-18T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:58:02.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>A box of agar-agar -  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292630456186799938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SXMzW7xth0I/AAAAAAAAAnw/4BnUr59-VOo/s400/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the agar-agar! It's really very nice and my sister said so too. haha. In addition, the colours were nicely differentiated! Must really learn from you. I was actually expecting a small piece of agar-agar (those for sampling purpose) but you gave me and Caren one big box each! That's real generous! :))) Thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food, I've baked some cookies at my aunt's house over the weekend too. The original plan was to bake with her, and I ended up baking everything myself. Aunt had to go to work in the morning and when she came back, she's dead tired and just concentrated on sprawling herself on the sofa. Nevertheless, I was proud of myself cos I baked EIGHT containers of cookies. Hahaha. Actually there are only three kinds of cookies - german crunch, cornflake cookies, and the traditional kueh bangkit. It was the first time I did kueh bangkit and surprisingly it came out quite well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was extremely exhausted after so many hours of baking.........zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something random - I've bought the concert tix to mayday's concert already! haha. Going with uni frens and sis. Anyway, we bought the cheapest which is the $88 one. Anyway, we are there for the music, and not to see them. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going back to school again! sians. Barely can understand the lectures. gonna die this sem. jiayoussss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-7636148838827834206?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7636148838827834206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=7636148838827834206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7636148838827834206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7636148838827834206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SXMzW7xth0I/AAAAAAAAAnw/4BnUr59-VOo/s72-c/DSC00193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5811621603184597239</id><published>2009-01-11T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:12:27.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>五月天 concert!</title><content type='html'>Heard that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mayday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;will be coming to Singapore in Aug to organise a concert! I've missed god-knows-how-many concerts by then and this time I WILL BE GOING!! haha. They are selling concert vouchers now, but I'm not sure what are those - will be checking at Sistic tomorrow, and if these has anything to do with their concert tix, man, I will buy it! hahaha (though it will make me broke).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5811621603184597239?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5811621603184597239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5811621603184597239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5811621603184597239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5811621603184597239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/concert.html' title='五月天 concert!'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-2626247842114888953</id><published>2009-01-08T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:45:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science</title><content type='html'>Science is interesting -seriously, the layman cannot imagine how much knowledge Scientists have to do harm to you, all the time, AVOIDING detection. Just a tiny drop of what's-not, and you are dead in 3 mins, 3 days, 3 months or 3 years, all according to the Scientist's preference. Read a series of medical thrillers by Robin cook during my holidays, and most of the books managed to send a chill down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I do agree that Science is not everything, and a lot of things remain to be a mystery, but at the same time, you couldn't ignore all the things that man indeed know. The knowledge they have gained, however little, is enough to change mankind forever. Though the thrillers are fiction, but I believe some books are written on the basis of facts, or at least, an intelligent guess of the near future. One of those thrillers which particularly scare me is COMA. This book talks about how patients undergo minor surgery, and never woke up again. They remain in a comatose state, got sent to an institute for Coma patients (which is a partner-in-crime of the whole organisation), and had their organs removed for sale. All this stems from the demand of sold organs. Of course, the whole organisation is a collaboration between the evil hospital and the institute. However, I shudder to think of how they can murder anyone just for their organs. This is the problem which may aggravate if sold organis are permitted worldwide. Just think about it. Anyway, it's a good read, lots of conspiracy and breath taking moments, so I recommend this book for people who just wanna have something easy and interesting to read for a change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My long essay on Science aside, the following will be about the nitty gritties of my experience with Science. Be warned - it is highly crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - I watched a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dissection of a live mice&lt;/span&gt; today! I know lots of poly students in this field has done it before, but nevertheless it's the first time for me. It's a bit gross, but I still manged a $3 lunch after the lab session. I think that's mainly before for that particular prac, I spent a total of &lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt; freaking hours in the lab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some observations I made during the demostration: The mouse will defecate before you dissect it, and I feel a bit sorry for it because of that. I mean, have a heart, how will YOU feel if somebody is going to cut you up?? Besides that, the mouse is stuck to the board which it lay, using optical pins. How will you feel with pins going through ur hands and feet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dissection itself is pretty uneventful once the mouse is dead. Just use a forceps and scissors to get the job done. Of course you gotta be quite skilful if you don't want the blood to spill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I realise that if you like doing research, you got to like pipetting, centridging, vortexing, incubating a lot. The cycle will be repeated like &lt;em&gt;1000 times&lt;/em&gt; per day if you are working on a full scale basis. A fellow lab mate, kai hwan even said that next time HE can boast to his child after a day's work on the 1000 pipetting he did on that day! honestly -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lastly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I present to you, a doll made of a single pair of &lt;strong&gt;latex gloves&lt;/strong&gt; (courtesy of Kai jie), which we commonly use in the lab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288944867128009122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SWYbVanKYaI/AAAAAAAAAno/fYBbZ--p-YM/s400/DSCN1127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cute of eerie? you decide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's bidding you good night! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-2626247842114888953?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2626247842114888953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=2626247842114888953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2626247842114888953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2626247842114888953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/science.html' title='Science'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SWYbVanKYaI/AAAAAAAAAno/fYBbZ--p-YM/s72-c/DSCN1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1295626066797197108</id><published>2008-12-30T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:48:02.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New song again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aslyn - That's when I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to look away&lt;br /&gt;When you don't have much to say&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Just that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear you stumble when you speak&lt;br /&gt;or see you walk with two left feet&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you...endlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when your mad cause you lost a game&lt;br /&gt;Forget im waiting in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause here's my promise made tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me for life&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing you do can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn the more I love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When I love you no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you turn to hide your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Because the movie, it made you cry&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you a little more each time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you can't quite match your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Or when you laugh at your own jokes&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you forget that we had a date&lt;br /&gt;That look that u give when you show up late&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause here's my promise made tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me for life&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing you do can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn the more I love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When I love you no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothing baby&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you do can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn the more i love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When I love you&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1295626066797197108?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1295626066797197108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1295626066797197108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1295626066797197108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1295626066797197108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-song-again.html' title='New song again'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1513980944856369634</id><published>2008-12-29T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:33:34.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>Finally gotten back my &lt;strong&gt;year 2 sem 1&lt;/strong&gt; examination results. It wasn't that fantastic, but I retain my GPA at the very least :)) haha. Got a pleasant surprise when I saw my results because I got A+ for both Physiology and advanced cell biology. Happy happy! Now, I feel so much more relieved, cos I got the results off my chest. Can enjoy my new year's day in peace already, though school is reopening in another one week time? shucks. Haven't even enjoyed enough. Luckily, have &lt;strong&gt;飘家姐妹 &lt;/strong&gt;else school will be so boring. Before school start, we already said wanna study together! and Jessie said she will try to make agar agar for us :D woohoo~~ Love agar agar! They have a kind of characteristic crunchiness that jellies and puddings don't. Puddings have always been a tad too heavy for me, so I prefer agar agar. I shall learn to make that! It must be easier than baking a cake right? Therefore, I'm sure I can master it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a dinner date with &lt;strong&gt;Nancy &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Sou&lt;/strong&gt; last Friday, and we kind of talked about STALKERS. Those people who stalk other people's blogs, friendster, facebook, etc without letting the person being stalked known. Though I know that there is never a guarantee on people's privacy for online stuff, the thought kind of bothers me too. So, we should never put any private details on facebook or blogs lest those stalkers see it! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update too, so I shall end abruptly here. haha. It's my blog, so it's my call :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case I do not have a chance to update, I shall wish all of you here reading (&lt;strong&gt;stalkers included&lt;/strong&gt;), a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy new year&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1513980944856369634?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1513980944856369634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1513980944856369634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1513980944856369634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1513980944856369634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4966047928861685672</id><published>2008-12-28T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:25:01.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of your world</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Love this song! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Part of your world&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this stuff&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it neat?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you think I'm the girl&lt;br /&gt;The girl who has everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this trove&lt;br /&gt;Treasures untold&lt;br /&gt;How many wonders can one cavern hold?&lt;br /&gt;Looking around here you think&lt;br /&gt;Sure, she's got everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty&lt;br /&gt;I've got whozits and whatzits galore&lt;br /&gt;You want thingamabobs?I've got twenty!&lt;br /&gt;But who cares?&lt;br /&gt;No big deal&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be where the people are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see, wanna see them dancin'&lt;br /&gt;Walking around on those&lt;br /&gt;what do you call 'em?&lt;br /&gt;Oh - feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flippin' your fins, you don't get too far&lt;br /&gt;Legs are required for jumping, dancing&lt;br /&gt;Strolling along down a&lt;br /&gt;what's that word again?&lt;br /&gt;Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up where they walk, up where they run&lt;br /&gt;Up where they stay all day in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Wanderin' free&lt;br /&gt;wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;Part of that world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I give if I could live out of these waters?&lt;br /&gt;What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand?&lt;br /&gt;Bet'cha on land they understand&lt;br /&gt;That they don't reprimand their daughters&lt;br /&gt;Bright young women&lt;br /&gt;sick of swimmin'&lt;br /&gt;Ready to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to know what the people know&lt;br /&gt;Ask 'em my questions and get some answers&lt;br /&gt;What's a fire and why does it?&lt;br /&gt;what's the word?&lt;br /&gt;Burn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's it my turn?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't I love, love to explore that shore up above?&lt;br /&gt;Out of the sea&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;Part of that world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4966047928861685672?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4966047928861685672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4966047928861685672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4966047928861685672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4966047928861685672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/part-of-your-world.html' title='Part of your world'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3185638775708397273</id><published>2008-12-21T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:26:49.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for xmas is you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MERRY XMAS ALL! To add on to the festive feel, I've put up a xmas song on my blog! enjoy :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing I need&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about presents&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I just want you for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true...All I want for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Is you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;There is just one thing I need&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about presents&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to hang my stocking&lt;br /&gt;There upon the fireplace&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus won't make me happy&lt;br /&gt;With a toy on Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;I just want you for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You baby&lt;br /&gt;I won't ask for much this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I won't even wish for snow&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna keep on waiting&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;I won't make a list and send it&lt;br /&gt;To the North Pole for Saint Nick&lt;br /&gt;I won't even stay awake to&lt;br /&gt;Hear those magic reindeer click&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to me so tight&lt;br /&gt;What more can I do&lt;br /&gt;Baby all I want for Christmas is you&lt;br /&gt;You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the lights are shining&lt;br /&gt;So brightly everywhere&lt;br /&gt;And the sound of children's&lt;br /&gt;Laughter fills the air&lt;br /&gt;And everyone is singing&lt;br /&gt;I hear those sleigh bells ringing&lt;br /&gt;Santa won't you bring me the one I really need&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please bring my baby to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;This is all I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see baby&lt;br /&gt;Standing right outside my door&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just want him for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;Baby all I want for Christmas isYou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is you baby[Repeat]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-3185638775708397273?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3185638775708397273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=3185638775708397273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3185638775708397273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3185638775708397273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-want-for-xmas-is-you.html' title='All I want for xmas is you'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-6655952270825470342</id><published>2008-12-20T00:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T01:10:02.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Botanic gardens</title><content type='html'>I feel slightly ashamed to say that, as a Singaporean, this is the first time (and I mean it) that I visit Botanic Gardens. When you mention this place to me, all that comes to my mind is for some reason, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;just green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Something like a normal greenish garden with lots of ferns and leaves. Colours are certainly not what I expected. Again, I was proven wrong - be gone my foolish thoughts! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm at it, and you are here, let me share a secret with you; Botanic Gardens is one of the nicest place to go for a picnic in Singapore and to add on to that excitment, it has FREE ADMISSION!! No need to spend $ on your date, except for a &lt;strong&gt;measly $1&lt;/strong&gt; if you want to visit the Orchid Garden (you don't have to if you just want a nice place for a picnic, and not aspiring to be a botanist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys! take your girlfriend today to Botanic gardens and have a relaxing evening, talking and eating your way through sandwiches, while taking in the seductive scents of nature and enjoying the rich colours of a variety of plants :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing is believing, and here are some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orchid garden. National flower inside! can go see. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvTPV6gf4I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XBhASmxYq_4/s1600-h/13122008463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281547248556081026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvTPV6gf4I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XBhASmxYq_4/s400/13122008463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; embracing nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvTAHHB0dI/AAAAAAAAAnI/HKOh0pSQ-V8/s1600-h/13122008462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281546986884026834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvTAHHB0dI/AAAAAAAAAnI/HKOh0pSQ-V8/s400/13122008462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the pitcher plants (carnivorous plants that attract insects and eat them up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvSxT12yPI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NYRQPUK7HMw/s1600-h/13122008457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281546732603623666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvSxT12yPI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NYRQPUK7HMw/s400/13122008457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An overview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvSkKJga0I/AAAAAAAAAm4/n_kJzwn5u_A/s1600-h/13122008454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281546506663390018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvSkKJga0I/AAAAAAAAAm4/n_kJzwn5u_A/s400/13122008454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know, I'm getting obessed with pictures of treees. hahahaa. here's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281546147727308098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvSPRAedUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/ZM_cEit2bvM/s400/13122008465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, that about summarise my trip to the botanic garden. So what are YOU waiting for? Go for a real life experience :))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-6655952270825470342?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6655952270825470342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=6655952270825470342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6655952270825470342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6655952270825470342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/botanic-gardens.html' title='Botanic gardens'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUvTPV6gf4I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/XBhASmxYq_4/s72-c/13122008463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1296543338093516417</id><published>2008-12-11T15:23:00.093+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:16:51.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing trip</title><content type='html'>This post is a bit post-dated because of my innate laziness. Simply too lazy to post those pictures up. haha. Anyway I was also busy catching up with dramas which I couldn't catch when I was studying :)) Anyway, this post will be solely dedicated to my Beijing trip! For the millionth time (and the answer will not change even if you ask me a billion times), the trip is wonderful! :D though I don't really like going with tours cos there will &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;be black sheep which make us wait, wait and wait. What a waste of my limited time in a foreign country yar? -huffs- That aside, ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;1st day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;WELCOME TO BEIJING! :)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The airport is wonderful! It is larger than T3. Did I mention that it is the airport which occupies the most amount of space? Could I possibly be standing on the exact spot that Phelps did?? omgomg. The excitedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUIsDEKI1I/AAAAAAAAAmo/wKvcLR0p57E/s1600-h/IMG_2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279635690991788882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUIsDEKI1I/AAAAAAAAAmo/wKvcLR0p57E/s400/IMG_2288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUIQXBTzBI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yKdEl5vWvXI/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279635215312210962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUIQXBTzBI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yKdEl5vWvXI/s400/IMG_2290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel (&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crowne Plaza international&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) - look at the stuff it offers. haha peanuts, tea,coffee, chocolates, liquor and more (ahem). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUIEJClWHI/AAAAAAAAAmY/BVkYb2hnKjU/s1600-h/IMG_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279635005401028722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUIEJClWHI/AAAAAAAAAmY/BVkYb2hnKjU/s400/IMG_2297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comfortable queen sized bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUHufsW7mI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/C1Hmk-70_T8/s1600-h/IMG_2298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279634633524702818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUHufsW7mI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/C1Hmk-70_T8/s400/IMG_2298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With an attached phone and working area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279634403991522434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUHhInYjII/AAAAAAAAAmI/V9HaJee6CUg/s400/IMG_2299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279634242191566690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUHXt3RJ2I/AAAAAAAAAmA/nYdlGqSNFQw/s400/IMG_2300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The toiletries. I know, I must be crazy taking pictures of these. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279633905083785522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUHEGCgoTI/AAAAAAAAAl4/F1qQUEY8Ljs/s400/IMG_2301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Random picture of a tree on the streets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279633632509956434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUG0On2EVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/LAR3VpEw-uI/s400/IMG_2302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Inside some restaurant: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279633282681351106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUGf3aNK8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/72o3BInvPTo/s400/IMG_2304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Look at the wide selection of seafood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279632942058559634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUGMCfZ2JI/AAAAAAAAAlg/YCr1WYP3pzY/s400/IMG_2305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You can even find this in a restaurant. Anyway, I think Beijing restaurants are wonderful. Each have their own unique theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279632640879718450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUF6ggxcDI/AAAAAAAAAlY/K0OQbFdJnCY/s400/IMG_2306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The entrance of 天坛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279632430967661762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUFuSh1pMI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/mD2GSexVfZ0/s400/IMG_2308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279632086213678834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUFaOOFVvI/AAAAAAAAAlI/3aXfhCNTBNc/s400/IMG_2309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279631827751477266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUFLLX5IBI/AAAAAAAAAlA/UC9MBbuC0FA/s400/IMG_2311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Magnificent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279631111336915202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUEhehWcQI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DS1lq9lwlNE/s400/IMG_2325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The spot where my sis and I were standing is where the emperor used to stand!! WE are two little empresses on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279630757336146418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUEM3w_YfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/0M41bpXhwrE/s400/IMG_2329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279630499212427682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUD92LgAaI/AAAAAAAAAko/V6n1sAKC-20/s400/IMG_2331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tian an men square 天安门广场. Freaking cold weather on that day!!!! it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;minus 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! I never felt so much like a slab of &lt;strong&gt;frozen meat&lt;/strong&gt; before! It is hard being a piece of frozen meat! 真是寒风刺骨啊！You can see Mao zedong's picture behind (vaguely). haha. I don't look like myself in this pic! Wonder if cold wind distort one's features? hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279630206658936114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUDs0VT_TI/AAAAAAAAAkg/LntWFdDJ5m8/s400/IMG_2334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279629790482490930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUDUl9HZjI/AAAAAAAAAkY/3ol-PTkx09Q/s400/IMG_2336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279629462797518642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUDBhO7hzI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4BWfG9TuUYU/s400/IMG_2337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another random pic of a tree again. loveeee treees. pretty yar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279628993107830738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUCmLgLp9I/AAAAAAAAAkI/Q_B65YBvtu4/s400/IMG_2339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This used to be a part of Forbidden city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279628711254365602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUCVxhFFaI/AAAAAAAAAkA/pLx7h8NRBtM/s400/IMG_2340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make a fullstop to my first day, we went to watch some acrobat show, which is kind of nice, but I keep falling asleep during the show because the music was so hypnotic and I barely sleep on the plane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;2nd day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stoning - caught. Anyway we are outside Forbidden City. 故宫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279627929853314434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUBoSkjRYI/AAAAAAAAAj4/dhkwKSQydjY/s400/IMG_2344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;午门。For dragging people out to be executed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279627623951042754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUBWe_xCMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/bKOOoLm6rBI/s400/IMG_2345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Why did I cover my face??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279627065664339250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUA1_N1_TI/AAAAAAAAAjo/riaX521TCAQ/s400/IMG_2359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The path where women walk. All the concubines etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279626686450977362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUAf6iVSlI/AAAAAAAAAjg/uMdVTOS__Pw/s400/IMG_2364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A special tree. The two trees are connected. Just like a couple holding hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279626429382449346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUAQ84a2MI/AAAAAAAAAjY/QXYevDG0K_c/s400/IMG_2366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The beautiful ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279625950020713858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT_1DHrPYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/XTxeIsXArp4/s400/IMG_2369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hungry. Having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;icecream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that won't melt! Winter is wonderful for icecreams!!! :DDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279625663626906338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT_kYOEiuI/AAAAAAAAAjI/pV_N6AFb1yY/s400/IMG_2373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT_MdI-qQI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-b7v1KjMgwE/s1600-h/IMG_2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279625252630866178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT_MdI-qQI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-b7v1KjMgwE/s400/IMG_2378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT--fqKO8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/KN_Dz8lyNew/s1600-h/IMG_2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279625012788739010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT--fqKO8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/KN_Dz8lyNew/s400/IMG_2380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT-m6hHaBI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CRr-mO7TZJg/s1600-h/IMG_2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279624607681701906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT-m6hHaBI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CRr-mO7TZJg/s400/IMG_2382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT-Llxyi9I/AAAAAAAAAio/9AWlOkdy4qk/s1600-h/IMG_2384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279624138258025426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT-Llxyi9I/AAAAAAAAAio/9AWlOkdy4qk/s400/IMG_2384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT93ooiGVI/AAAAAAAAAig/emU8uKV8cbo/s1600-h/IMG_2386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279623795427121490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT93ooiGVI/AAAAAAAAAig/emU8uKV8cbo/s400/IMG_2386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beijing at night. No night life. No cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT8pnsdWyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ov-H_6Nzetw/s1600-h/IMG_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279622455145356066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUT8pnsdWyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ov-H_6Nzetw/s400/IMG_2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, might as well look at some lightings. haha. Bird cube. 水丽方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUEysVoXR-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-uMaZ5NTutE/s1600-h/IMG_2393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278555975557007330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUEysVoXR-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/-uMaZ5NTutE/s400/IMG_2393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUEvDCeuB2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/kt-487sB_n0/s1600-h/IMG_2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278551967506761570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUEvDCeuB2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/kt-487sB_n0/s400/IMG_2398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUEuwwxasSI/AAAAAAAAAhw/-BbIodpJjTI/s1600-h/IMG_2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278551653515702562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUEuwwxasSI/AAAAAAAAAhw/-BbIodpJjTI/s400/IMG_2399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUEuaZiuujI/AAAAAAAAAho/Pn3PvRDykyI/s1600-h/IMG_2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278551269322963506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUEuaZiuujI/AAAAAAAAAho/Pn3PvRDykyI/s400/IMG_2403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The famous bird nest. 鸟巢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDQwZzIUWI/AAAAAAAAAhg/25f4cT9-zOk/s1600-h/IMG_2404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278448293255860578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDQwZzIUWI/AAAAAAAAAhg/25f4cT9-zOk/s400/IMG_2404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; 3rd day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breakfast. All of us look so glum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278448051693495874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDQiV6LJkI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Oweoac-3ZS4/s400/IMG_2409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278447808428086562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDQULrLlSI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/kvvojMoCB_Q/s400/IMG_2410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another 世界之最。最多明朝皇帝埋葬的地点 - 十三陵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDQLEsf7oI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bn8497dbnnA/s1600-h/IMG_2412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278447651935743618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDQLEsf7oI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bn8497dbnnA/s400/IMG_2412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tombs are made of nan mu. Which is really rare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278446614879371330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDPOtW_gEI/AAAAAAAAAhA/hPujOsky7Y8/s400/IMG_2418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDOvNNE28I/AAAAAAAAAg0/7mVxEY79xb0/s1600-h/IMG_2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278446073671900098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDOvNNE28I/AAAAAAAAAg0/7mVxEY79xb0/s400/IMG_2419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tour guide ask us to take lesser photos of the emperor's tombs so we didn't. We are supertitious Chinese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, we went to some place which makes coloured pottery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278445897317843458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDOk8O_ggI/AAAAAAAAAgs/P5RcAB2mmt4/s400/IMG_2422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDNnOTH4dI/AAAAAAAAAgk/42p2SMTisww/s1600-h/IMG_2423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278444837015118290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDNnOTH4dI/AAAAAAAAAgk/42p2SMTisww/s400/IMG_2423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, we went to the Great Wall of China!! And the guide told us that it is completely rubbish to think that from the moon, we can see this wall. haha. 长城. I look ready to climb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDNOMZNU5I/AAAAAAAAAgc/Qqq5eq3lneU/s1600-h/IMG_2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278444407007040402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDNOMZNU5I/AAAAAAAAAgc/Qqq5eq3lneU/s400/IMG_2427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prior to climbing. Look at those locks! They are placed there by couples. They say that if you put those locks along the great wall, then you will be together forever. Couples, you hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDNClypCoI/AAAAAAAAAgU/EhE6BR7GKd0/s1600-h/IMG_2431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278444207666170498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDNClypCoI/AAAAAAAAAgU/EhE6BR7GKd0/s400/IMG_2431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a rest on the steps. Apparently, u can't smoke on the Great wall. lol! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDM2kyH-ZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/j46t3bx-Ojw/s1600-h/IMG_2437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278444001237137810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDM2kyH-ZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/j46t3bx-Ojw/s400/IMG_2437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDMrKUsHoI/AAAAAAAAAgE/gXmYOSVqjuQ/s1600-h/IMG_2438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278443805155794562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDMrKUsHoI/AAAAAAAAAgE/gXmYOSVqjuQ/s400/IMG_2438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The horrible steps. I wonder what 古人look like. cos those steps are twice as high as normal steps! and half as narrow!  &lt;em&gt;They must have long legs and small feet&lt;/em&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278443609147638066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDMfwItATI/AAAAAAAAAf8/2dQjF0z6bqg/s400/IMG_2441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278443083752193570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDMBK4qviI/AAAAAAAAAf0/MKCmF9__Tsk/s400/IMG_2442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDL3qex7OI/AAAAAAAAAfs/jSpvUOQPsQA/s1600-h/IMG_2443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278442920434855138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDL3qex7OI/AAAAAAAAAfs/jSpvUOQPsQA/s400/IMG_2443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDLuxG2loI/AAAAAAAAAfk/DxViBb_6tB8/s1600-h/IMG_2444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278442767594722946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDLuxG2loI/AAAAAAAAAfk/DxViBb_6tB8/s400/IMG_2444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The locks revisited. I found them so interesting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDLa8nganI/AAAAAAAAAfc/wUjdgfmHMmI/s1600-h/IMG_2448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278442427087088242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDLa8nganI/AAAAAAAAAfc/wUjdgfmHMmI/s400/IMG_2448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At night, we had dinner at the famous 同仁堂. I tell you, inside is super super big and magnificent!! Exactly like those period time banquet courts. Wow wow and wow!!!! Why singapore dun have??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDLOtUVfuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/U_-hpEVCILw/s1600-h/IMG_2449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278442216821718754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDLOtUVfuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/U_-hpEVCILw/s400/IMG_2449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner, went to wanfujing streets to shop. It's super cold. We saw these statues and took pics. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDK_Cfr6_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/pic6Z9ebrfg/s1600-h/IMG_2451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278441947628563442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDK_Cfr6_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/pic6Z9ebrfg/s400/IMG_2451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDKy5qtWHI/AAAAAAAAAfE/yyCm8L7_AhY/s1600-h/IMG_2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278441739100444786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDKy5qtWHI/AAAAAAAAAfE/yyCm8L7_AhY/s400/IMG_2452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did they kope the xmas tree from Orchard??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278441488848474850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDKkVZ_UuI/AAAAAAAAAe8/XGjqK8X3h7A/s400/IMG_2454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A beautiful church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDKS21fqyI/AAAAAAAAAe0/z8Aq8jby33k/s1600-h/IMG_2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278441188584565538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDKS21fqyI/AAAAAAAAAe0/z8Aq8jby33k/s400/IMG_2455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside the hotel. haha. My snoopy sweater is so cutsey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDJ-OpFSoI/AAAAAAAAAes/_5DiTAT4M2s/s1600-h/IMG_2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278440834197703298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDJ-OpFSoI/AAAAAAAAAes/_5DiTAT4M2s/s400/IMG_2459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; 4th day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trishaw ride. My first. Going to Hutong! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDJwdQRmdI/AAAAAAAAAek/lJ1yR0vfKt8/s1600-h/IMG_2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278440597602015698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDJwdQRmdI/AAAAAAAAAek/lJ1yR0vfKt8/s400/IMG_2462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visiting a home in Hutong. A 4th grade official used to live here!! (if you are not familiar, officials rank from 1st to 9th, 9th being the smallest). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278439823274246210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDJDYqJgEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/RYQb23UHmgM/s400/IMG_2467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Inside. The girls sleep on the East side and boys on the West. The chinese really believe in 男左女右&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278440186934777474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDJYjZk1oI/AAAAAAAAAec/JOXSnn8_PKU/s400/IMG_2463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Out of hutong. Along the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDI5E77wjI/AAAAAAAAAeM/46af1Qr6UFI/s1600-h/IMG_2470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278439646181442098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDI5E77wjI/AAAAAAAAAeM/46af1Qr6UFI/s400/IMG_2470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding a trishaw is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDIRO92cII/AAAAAAAAAeE/AgQwAGyyBhs/s1600-h/IMG_2471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278438961679069314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDIRO92cII/AAAAAAAAAeE/AgQwAGyyBhs/s400/IMG_2471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next up, the gu lou. 鼓楼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278438650321524066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDH_HEbVWI/AAAAAAAAAd8/33Al1eidQV8/s400/IMG_2472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDHu1yZEuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/yn9zc-w5u14/s1600-h/IMG_2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278438370804568802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDHu1yZEuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/yn9zc-w5u14/s400/IMG_2474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278437931255832386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDHVQVzn0I/AAAAAAAAAds/4-9aEGZq9Ho/s400/IMG_2477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Beijing roast duck for lunch! Nice and succulent. Chopping up the duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDHDawVzdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/c8iwhr6U5Mc/s1600-h/IMG_2480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278437624813833682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDHDawVzdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/c8iwhr6U5Mc/s400/IMG_2480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At night, shopping at the cheap cheap, bargain-ful 秀水街. Winter wear here is cheap cheap! And you can bargain till siao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDF-6Idx_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/3n5piY2iWJ4/s1600-h/IMG_2482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278436447825545202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDF-6Idx_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/3n5piY2iWJ4/s400/IMG_2482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking pics at the Place. They call it the place with most TV screens. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDFl4LNKWI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2oeizEzIP9s/s1600-h/IMG_2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278436017803438434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDFl4LNKWI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2oeizEzIP9s/s400/IMG_2489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;5th day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to watch the pandas! The national treasure. Extremely cute and cuddly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDE8Bs2hYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gJNU1O2nZgk/s1600-h/IMG_2492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278435298805974402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDE8Bs2hYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gJNU1O2nZgk/s400/IMG_2492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pandas used their butt to face us!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDEZa2gFsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1uPnc3xzNGo/s1600-h/IMG_2501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278434704261912258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDEZa2gFsI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1uPnc3xzNGo/s400/IMG_2501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The emo panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDEP02xU3I/AAAAAAAAAc0/NfLNuY_hQXE/s1600-h/IMG_2502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278434539443671922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDEP02xU3I/AAAAAAAAAc0/NfLNuY_hQXE/s400/IMG_2502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The greedy panda. you can barely see its body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDEEFhlj6I/AAAAAAAAAcs/0qiCruGhtnM/s1600-h/IMG_2504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278434337759793058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDEEFhlj6I/AAAAAAAAAcs/0qiCruGhtnM/s400/IMG_2504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bamboo shoots behind. food for the panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDD25bRgjI/AAAAAAAAAck/217bW3iPU-o/s1600-h/IMG_2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278434111173788210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDD25bRgjI/AAAAAAAAAck/217bW3iPU-o/s400/IMG_2508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDDc8GdxmI/AAAAAAAAAcc/hP4IDe1DMuA/s1600-h/IMG_2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278433665215219298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDDc8GdxmI/AAAAAAAAAcc/hP4IDe1DMuA/s400/IMG_2509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After visiting the cuties, we went to to Deshengmen! 得盛门&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDDMLArKLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/2DX0SbZzemg/s1600-h/IMG_2512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278433377159686322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDDMLArKLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/2DX0SbZzemg/s400/IMG_2512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Took pics with the canon on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278433160949392834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDC_lkH5cI/AAAAAAAAAcM/UO4S1McZtA8/s400/IMG_2511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278432870571307618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDCur0l8mI/AAAAAAAAAcE/aeqwXFnAWVs/s400/IMG_2514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278432602105316082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDCfDtUAvI/AAAAAAAAAb8/FYbBxA1oafI/s400/IMG_2516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are eating sausage in front of a temple! Anyway the temple is is Tibetian one, build in the place where Qianlong emperor was born. It is called 永和宫&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278432074340479826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDCAVoXs1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/jj4PBCiV3y0/s400/IMG_2519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278432298291792802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDCNX6hi6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/W3I8mehXB1U/s400/IMG_2517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Devotees. I'm a super extra in the pic! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278431633813620162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDBmsilRcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/amCR70g4dnY/s400/IMG_2522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The tablet is in four languages! just like singapore which have chi, eng, malay, tamil, this tablet contains tibetian, manchurian, han (chinese), and mongolian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278431258135333090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUDBQ1B5iOI/AAAAAAAAAbc/zWT1WviVHvE/s400/IMG_2523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's the last tourist attraction I went! Anyway all these pictures are "selected" from my collection. haha. I couldn't possibly finish uploading them. Hope you enjoy these pictures! Next on my China list to go is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shanghai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! :))))) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: I may look very fat in the pictures because I wore &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt; layers of clothings!! haha. Don't laugh. &lt;em&gt;It is THAT cold&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1296543338093516417?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1296543338093516417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1296543338093516417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1296543338093516417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1296543338093516417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/beijing-trip.html' title='Beijing trip'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SUUIsDEKI1I/AAAAAAAAAmo/wKvcLR0p57E/s72-c/IMG_2288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-6157435370249803670</id><published>2008-12-03T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:46:10.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overseas</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl, I'll be going overseas from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tomorrow (3 dec 2008) to 8 dec 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So anything u wanna tell me, can still msg, but I will only reply after I reach sg :))) will upload truckloads of pictures! and take care everyone :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-6157435370249803670?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6157435370249803670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=6157435370249803670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6157435370249803670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6157435370249803670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/overseas.html' title='Overseas'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3458166116139963138</id><published>2008-11-21T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:11:59.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helix piercing</title><content type='html'>Shall I get a ear helix piercing?? Very tempted to, but yet scared of pain and infection :( cos it involves piercing through the cartilage. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 4 papers down, 2 more to go. Hellish week. Be back soon =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-3458166116139963138?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3458166116139963138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=3458166116139963138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3458166116139963138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3458166116139963138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/helix-piercing.html' title='Helix piercing'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5251387882777468662</id><published>2008-11-07T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:11:52.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The moon is made of green cheese</title><content type='html'>Went blog-browsing just now, and I chanced upon Nanz's one cos it occured to me that it has been some time since I visited it. I've always known that she is a moon lover who will go around mass messaging everyone to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"look at the beautiful moon tonight".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Something along that line. Haha she's just unique in that way, just like all my other friends have their unique character that makes them, well, special. But looking at one of her posts talking about the moon, it kind of reminded me of this long-lost story of a mouse who thought that the moon was made of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Anybody heard that story before? I always thought it was fascinating :))) I'm really one for children's stories. But just some clarifications - is there something called green cheese? Yes, I've heard of blue cheese... but green?? hmmm. Blue cheese is already horrible enough (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't even begin to describe how much I hate blue cheese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;), you don't really need an avid imagination to imagine that green cheese, if it exists, taste 10 times worst. ughhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams going to commence next week and ending on&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;27th November, 11.30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! The only thing that keeps me going is the end of exams. woohoo~~~ then I'll be going overseas for a vacation :D Meanwhile, just bury my head in notes! Bet other people must be way ahead of me in terms of revision.. =x So gambete!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things I want to do after exams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Steamboat!&lt;br /&gt;- kbox&lt;br /&gt;- clear up my drawers&lt;br /&gt;- bake a cake&lt;br /&gt;- go drinking&lt;br /&gt;- take loads of pics in my overseas trip&lt;br /&gt;- have my fav ben and jerry's strawbeery cheesecake icecream&lt;br /&gt;- shopping!&lt;br /&gt;- running/gym&lt;br /&gt;- cycling at ECP&lt;br /&gt;- badminton&lt;br /&gt;- watch forensic heroes 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list just goes on...... though I only have 1 month worth of holiday. haha! I think I'm going a bit gaga becos of exam stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5251387882777468662?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5251387882777468662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5251387882777468662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5251387882777468662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5251387882777468662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/moon-is-made-of-green-cheese.html' title='The moon is made of green cheese'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-7197317460788802257</id><published>2008-11-02T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:07:51.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor ring finger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SQ3A3TcRYyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/bm2s1tmfbqQ/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264075595810169634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SQ3A3TcRYyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/bm2s1tmfbqQ/s400/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My poor left ring finger is bruised! You can't see it very clearly here, but the middle portion of my finger is all purple. It was actually&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at first, den it turned &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Must be an effect of bilirubin. However, I'm not sure what caused the bruise, but it was really painful at first. It was quite fascinating cos I have never seen my finger so green (or to that effect, purple) before! Suppose in this case, fascinating outweights pain. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me a speedy recovery :))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-7197317460788802257?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7197317460788802257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=7197317460788802257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7197317460788802257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7197317460788802257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-poor-ring-finger.html' title='My poor ring finger'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SQ3A3TcRYyI/AAAAAAAAAa0/bm2s1tmfbqQ/s72-c/DSC00190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1468759141368721187</id><published>2008-10-31T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:19:44.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finish all assignments (except for one)</title><content type='html'>Just put a wonderful fullstop to my one-semester-long project on umbilical cord blood banking. Finished doing the last assignment for this project, which is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Reflections&lt;/span&gt;. Honestly, I don't really know what I have learnt from this course, but for my results sake, I managed to crap something out for my reflections. =DDD Life as a student is really very fake. Fake opinions which you do not really think so. Fake the answers by crapping. etc. But I guess life will get fake-r as we grow older. People around us change all the time, and if we continue living in the past, we are never going to get anywhere. I'm a person afraid of change, sometimes just feel like I'm drowning in those cascade of changes. Want someone to talk to. to listen to. to release my nonsense to. Luckily for me, my uni friends are all very nice to me :))) especially the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;飘家姐妹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;。飘妹，飘姐，飘姑，阿飘. If we are wondering which one I am, I am the last :)) haha. ah piao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now left with one last lab report, before I'm off battling with the exams monster! Not fully prepared, and yet slacking away. Took a 5 hour nap again today. Don't know why, but I can realllly sleep. haha. Even if I take a long nap, I can still sleep at a normal time at night. There must be a lazy bone present somewhere in me. It's time to buck up!! Especially when my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;experimental bio&lt;/span&gt; quiz was a fiasco. Atrocious results. How to hope for an A??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a surprise came to me a few days ago. I was given the opportunity to finish my 4 year course one semester early, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;supposedly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because I have better results? I really do not think that is the case. Actually, I was thinking that they sent the email to the wrong person. haha. In any case, I don't think I want to take up the accelerated program. Like people say, if you run too fast to reach the finishing point, you will miss out all the sceneries. Being a lazy person like me, I just want to sit back and relax in life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. If anyone wants to get me a present, consider giving me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;felix potion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D one month of good luck! (read harry potter and the half blood prince if you wanna know more about it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1468759141368721187?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1468759141368721187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1468759141368721187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1468759141368721187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1468759141368721187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/finish-all-assignments-except-for-one.html' title='Finish all assignments (except for one)'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5635566044664745397</id><published>2008-10-28T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:45:18.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed my blogskin</title><content type='html'>Too tired of doing my assignment, so I went to change my blogskin and the song on my blog :))) Ta-dah! A brand new look! love it loads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5635566044664745397?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5635566044664745397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5635566044664745397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5635566044664745397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5635566044664745397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/changed-my-blogskin.html' title='Changed my blogskin'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1073156391669709590</id><published>2008-10-12T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:35:56.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasabi fish fillet</title><content type='html'>It's really the little things in life that makes a person happy :) I can never describe the sort of warm feeling when you know that someone cares for you, and remembers what you like, what you don't. It's like being a part of someone's else life, and that's great :D Anyway, I had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;McDonald's Wasabi Fish Fillet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on saturday, and it's nice! However, I seem to be the only one saying that =x Nobody likes wasabi, as far as I know, and tofu went to the extreme by shunting away from the shaker wasabi fries! Ok, I'm not really a fan of the shaker fries too, but I think it's reasonably ok -.- At the end of the day, I think that wasabi sauce is &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; than the usual tar tar sauce in fish fillet! The only thing not so fantastic is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRICE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hello? You just changed the sauce and added a little bit of veg, and that justifies the price increase to $7.15??? I mean, come on, it's not as big as Big Mac or McSpicy, and you're selling it at this kind of price? a bit ridiculous. So I'll rather have it in school the next time, cos sch mac is cheaper. hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, went Orchard to shop for a new bag, as my school bag looks as if it's splitting open. :( My school bag is just THREE months old, and splitting open.. sighs. Went walking around aimlessly in Takashimaya. Passed by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kono pizza cone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and almost bought it, but decided I was too full for a snack. pass by all the expensive labels which I totally can't afford (LV, chanel, etc). Finally, ending up in the taka departmental store. I bought my new school bag there! Even had a 15% discount :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new school bag, bought from Kappa: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256150544488957202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SPGZEmo9hRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/B1t_vEcOZ8c/s400/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It's black! I never had a black bag before. haha. What I found unique about the bag is the fake crocodile skin. lol. take a closer look at it:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256150979806038962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SPGZd8UpC7I/AAAAAAAAAUo/G6K8cPiSakY/s400/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? looks like crocodile skin. But it's not lar. If it's real crocodile skin, I think I have to pay an arm and a leg to buy it. I'm reasonably happy with my purchase :))) It's large enough to put laptop, lab coat, notes, textbook and my extra big and bulging pencil case. And it still looks the same no matter how much stuff you put inside.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Price wise, the original price is $79.90. After discount it's $67.91! And I have a further $10 discount because tofu had a $10 taka voucher. wahhahaha. So I only paid $57.91 for this bag. It better be durable though.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a happy girl :D The only thing that makes happiness a little distance away is the tremendous amt of work to do and a craving for ben &amp;amp; jerry's strawberry cheesecake icecream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1073156391669709590?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1073156391669709590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1073156391669709590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1073156391669709590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1073156391669709590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/wasabi-fish-fillet.html' title='Wasabi fish fillet'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SPGZEmo9hRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/B1t_vEcOZ8c/s72-c/DSC00186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8857337908014912445</id><published>2008-09-28T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:23:51.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..So much to do..</title><content type='html'>So much to do, so little time to do it. When I want to do it, still gotta see how my mood is like. Currently reading &lt;strong&gt;Robin Cook's&lt;/strong&gt; Abuction. Very science-fictionish and out-of-my-limited-imagination. A lot of things there are totally far out. There's really such a thin line between absolutely ridiculous and very imaginative. Depends on what's ur pespective. He has other nice books too, so go check them out. Guarantee light reading, cos the English he uses is not flowery and straight to the point. So check them out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I will set up a blog element for my short term goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Physiology Quiz&lt;br /&gt;-Microbiology Quiz&lt;br /&gt;-Experimental biology Quiz&lt;br /&gt;-Crime and Punishment Quiz (II)&lt;br /&gt;-Biostatistics Assignment&lt;br /&gt;-Advance cell Biology Assignment on suppression of CCRCC by Notch Signalling in vitro and in vivo&lt;br /&gt;-fainting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After achieving all these, here comes my exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8857337908014912445?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8857337908014912445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8857337908014912445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8857337908014912445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8857337908014912445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-much-to-do.html' title='..So much to do..'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-716645160178895354</id><published>2008-09-19T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:57:31.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet treats</title><content type='html'>Sweet treats from Candy Empire =)&lt;br /&gt;The wrappers are so colourful that I can't resist asking for it! hahaha. thanks for buying these for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247745234021123090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SNO8fJGUBBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Mcci3drnp-c/s400/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Too bad the taste wasn't as good as the coloured wrappers. I still prefer dark chocolates. They are all a tad too sweet. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-716645160178895354?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/716645160178895354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=716645160178895354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/716645160178895354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/716645160178895354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweet-treats.html' title='Sweet treats'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SNO8fJGUBBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Mcci3drnp-c/s72-c/DSC00175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-497532130851377643</id><published>2008-09-13T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T02:13:02.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大中国月饼</title><content type='html'>Mooncake festival is here again :) It means playing with lanterns, candles and eating mooncakes. Last time, we used to have very pretty coloured lanterns, but shame nowadays all the lanterns come in battery-operated types, which aren't very oriental. Usually I'm not big on mooncakes, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is the mooncake which keeps me sneaking into the kitchen for extra mooncakes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;大中国月饼！-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 老字号... The best mooncakes ever............ or should I say bestest?? Sis bought it, and you don't have to go to Chinatown! You can get it at IMM. They have an exhibition on mooncakes. Excellent. My &lt;strong&gt;FAVOURITE&lt;/strong&gt; is the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; lotus paste with DOuble Yolk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mooncake... I don't usually eat mooncakes without yolks. Yolks are there for a reason ok! It is there to break the sweetness of the nian rong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skin is nicely baked into a almost &lt;em&gt;chao-ta&lt;/em&gt; shade (I like!), and the nian rong is not as sweet as the other commercial moon cakes. The yolks are powdery and a bit oily on the good side (wonder how they did it?) and my favourite part of the mooncake. when you bite into the mooncake, the skin just falls off delicately. LOVES. :)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely old-fashioned box! Traditional not!!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245196307622020802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SMquQGUARsI/AAAAAAAAATw/51t_pJf7xFI/s400/mooncake1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Get a closer look at the box! The brand is stamped in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245196076742294962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SMquCqN_PbI/AAAAAAAAATo/0yQ67I5H8zg/s400/mooncake2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Love tai chong kok mooncakes! Anyone who wish to get me mooncakes, get me THIS!!! And remember, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lotus paste with double yolk!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. And don't bother getting me bing pi mooncakes cos I don't eat them! I'm a traditional woman deep down. wahahahhaa. Old fashioned stuff rocks! (at least for the food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS: I didn't take the picture of the mooncake cos I might drool :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-497532130851377643?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/497532130851377643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=497532130851377643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/497532130851377643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/497532130851377643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='大中国月饼'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SMquQGUARsI/AAAAAAAAATw/51t_pJf7xFI/s72-c/mooncake1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8489730154629380723</id><published>2008-09-10T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:11:56.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying, studying....</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow got quiz for my module on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;crime and punishment&lt;/span&gt;. Must psycho myself to study and not do online shopping!!! Life, liberty, and property! Somehow gotta remember this, cos it's part of classical criminology. I didn't know criminology is so complicated...... and so many diff theories evolved, which are hard to test -.- amongst those are really absurd theories. yawns. Doing my project on on academic writing tooo................. Omg I'm turning into an art student......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8489730154629380723?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8489730154629380723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8489730154629380723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8489730154629380723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8489730154629380723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/studying-studying.html' title='Studying, studying....'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8797888145100684257</id><published>2008-09-07T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T14:51:01.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something happened</title><content type='html'>Something happened and I'm at a loss how to react to it. I never expected it. &lt;em&gt;It just did&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8797888145100684257?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8797888145100684257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8797888145100684257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8797888145100684257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8797888145100684257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-happened.html' title='Something happened'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4362858683241602575</id><published>2008-08-31T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:23:28.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Airport Road revisited</title><content type='html'>Watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WALL-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and it's seriously damn cute can! It has those droopy eyes which makes it look so innocent! Not a bad story plot too, for a cartoon. haha. Eve and Wall-E is really a perfect pair!&lt;em&gt; No spoilers.&lt;/em&gt; But go watch, it's cute. =))) I don't mind watching it again..... After movie went for a quick meal at Old Airport Road. It's one of my favourite places for food because it has so much nice food all under one roof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had curry chicken noodles first.... yummy. Not very spicy though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240696639490502018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLqx08RqLYI/AAAAAAAAATA/D87AKJ1lTlY/s400/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Chicken wings next! The chicken wings are charcoal bbq-ed and guarantee, I GUARANTEE you, it's super nice. I'm a chicken wing lover. hiak hiak. The skin is crispy and has a nice amt of chao ta parts. Flesh is juicy and tender. What more can you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLqxalP7TvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/d_P4C9zg1_Q/s1600-h/30082008413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240696186632621810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLqxalP7TvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/d_P4C9zg1_Q/s400/30082008413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For dessert, belgian chocolate with waffles. The chocolate is really good, it's bittersweet and I don't really fancy sweet stuff. So this definitely hit the oomph facter in me :) The waffles weren't very nice though. It's a bit dry and cold, and also, too chewy for me. Not crispy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLqxRKgMtNI/AAAAAAAAASw/5Qbm73CnOJE/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240696024834290898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLqxRKgMtNI/AAAAAAAAASw/5Qbm73CnOJE/s400/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not show in picture - I had an additional curry puff too. It has a fluffy exterior with those neat little wrinkles. Hard to describe really... The skin is a bit like the skin portuguese egg tart. $1.10 and definitely worth the amount paid. It's called Wang wang's curry puffs or something. Curry puff lovers must try! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eat so much, must slim down soon :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next trip to Old Airport Road, I MUST try the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hao jian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (oyster omelette near the chicken wing stall) cos it looks wonderful, smell wonderful, and has a long queue. Singaporeans know their stuff, so wherever there's a queue, the thing must be up to a certain standard. I didn't have nice hao jiao for a longggggg time le. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is week five of school le! That's really fast. Recess week should be coming soon, and then gotta start revision of exams le. Time flies................. When I see those secondary school students, I had a certain fondness for them cos I've been through their stage and kind of miss me in that age. Where there is no money worries, no future worries. Nothing. Just study and get ok grades. But we all have to grow some day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's enough for one blog post. If you have any nice places for food do tell me! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I've changed the music in my blog to Debbie Gibson's song. It kind of makes me feel a bit nostalgic. So I just put it up there. Hope you guys enjoy it :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4362858683241602575?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4362858683241602575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4362858683241602575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4362858683241602575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4362858683241602575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/08/old-airport-road-revisited.html' title='Old Airport Road revisited'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLqx08RqLYI/AAAAAAAAATA/D87AKJ1lTlY/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-6555892964054210727</id><published>2008-08-28T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:58:16.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handwashing is important</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder about whether handwashing really helps to get rid of microorganisms, i.e. bacteria? Of course, with our naked eye, we do not see anything but obvious grease and dirt (if there is). Too bad we do not have microscopic eye, but at the same time, if we &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; have, imagine how &lt;strong&gt;creepy&lt;/strong&gt; the world will look like. EVERY single surface you see, is covered with millions and billions of microorganisms, probably of every shape, size, texture, with/without flagella, etc. The mass of all the microorganisms in the world &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exceeds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the mass of all plants, animals and humans added together! Amazing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, back to the topic. During one of my lab sessions, we scrap a small portion of our palm (before and after washing) with innoculating loop and smear it on a BHI agar plate. For those who don't know, BHI allows most microorganisms to grow on it and form colonies. And this is the result I get:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239241125349692770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLWGC3kWFWI/AAAAAAAAASo/l-nQ7hPz1ms/s400/handwash.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See?! Before washing, there are so many microorganisms....... different kinds some more. *shudders* and let me tell you, mine is not the worst. The guy beside me had his plate full of different colonies!!!! ewwww. even AFTER washing. I must mind not to get anywhere near him, haha. And for those who don't know, the black dots are not bacteria! Those are marker ink, cos I'm counting the no. of colonies and didn't want to lose track. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After washing, no microorganisms! =)) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, this is of course an unfair experiment cos I use a kind of lab soap which specifically kills bacteria, not like those normal handsoap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still wanna marvel about how much the soap actually works! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So next time if I ever want to hold anyone's hands, I'll make sure he/she washes his/her hands first. lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lab is interesting! though lab reports are not. yawnsss. nites all =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-6555892964054210727?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6555892964054210727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=6555892964054210727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6555892964054210727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6555892964054210727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/08/handwashing-is-important.html' title='Handwashing is important'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLWGC3kWFWI/AAAAAAAAASo/l-nQ7hPz1ms/s72-c/handwash.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-6611138527130664439</id><published>2008-08-25T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:46:29.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy about projects</title><content type='html'>Currently going crazy on writing about science. It's so hard to WRITE about it! Therefore I applaud those scientists who spend all their time writing journals and papers. grrr. The writing itself is terrible enough, and to cite all your references is a real pain. seriously. Still got different formats to cite your references. It's my first time doing such a formal piece of writing - exactly like a research paper. I can't imagine doing it for a living! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So crazy me turn to cam-whoring. haha. here's a random picture. I look different, somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238124733571458738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLGOsUG25rI/AAAAAAAAASg/IaZaCLaW0Pg/s400/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; It's blurred! Never use camera phones if you want a nice picture. roar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a fleshy nose :( Maybe one day I shall march into a cosmetic surgeon's office and correct the shape of my nose! lol. What do you think?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More and more friends coming up with blog shops, is it really a good source of income? hmmm. I spent my money on shopping till no money le =x Waiting for next month's pocket money ~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-6611138527130664439?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6611138527130664439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=6611138527130664439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6611138527130664439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6611138527130664439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-about-projects.html' title='Crazy about projects'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SLGOsUG25rI/AAAAAAAAASg/IaZaCLaW0Pg/s72-c/DSC00103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-7274728941106125632</id><published>2008-08-16T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:03:35.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy meal</title><content type='html'>Beijing Olympics craze! Are you glued to the tv watching all (or almost all) the olympic games right now? After all, it is an event which takes place once every four years. The sports I'm more interested to are &lt;strong&gt;swimming, tennis and gymnastics&lt;/strong&gt;. Phelps isn't human, is he? He could be a fish and nobody would know the difference. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cheers to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; earning her first medal ever since donkey years ago! It's either a silver or a gold, which is good enough for our little red dot. At least this time we won't kiss the medal goodbye and MaYBE, just maybe, we might hear our marikita (national anthem) on air =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the olympics craze has got to do with the mascots - will show you in a second.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;TADA!!! Happy meal! I see quizzical looks around. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SKXCRuem5wI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hhkGVl8maMo/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234803751678043906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SKXCRuem5wI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hhkGVl8maMo/s400/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lalalala~ These are all my olympic mascots I have collected over FIVE weeks! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234804040153586866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SKXCihIiXLI/AAAAAAAAASY/9yO9skas9zg/s400/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;From left to right: Bei bei, Jing jing, Huan huan, Ying ying, Ni ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute cute =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it wasn't just me who ate happy meals. When I'm sick of it, I get help :) &lt;strong&gt;Ying ying&lt;/strong&gt; was given to me by tofu, cos I was nagging at how much I wanted the toy. So he bought a happy meal for himself... &lt;strong&gt;Huan huan&lt;/strong&gt; was given to me by mom, cos I badgered her for it! yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are all sitting in my room now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advantage of happy meal, obviously is, it has a free toy, it gives you food, and is appropriate for snacks when you can't take a full meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food, I'm kind of hungry now......... feed me somebody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-7274728941106125632?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7274728941106125632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=7274728941106125632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7274728941106125632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7274728941106125632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-meal.html' title='Happy meal'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SKXCRuem5wI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hhkGVl8maMo/s72-c/DSC00156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4101574659301347629</id><published>2008-08-11T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:48:26.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hairstyle</title><content type='html'>New academic year, new hairstyle. A rush of blood to my head brought me to the salon I frequent, to do a new hairstyle for me. I'm getting tired of long fringe, bright golden brown highlights, and unkempt hair. Initially wanted to trim it a little to make it more manageable, but I ended cutting it up for a new style and dyeing it a different colour :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the new colour - it's ash brown, and not very obvious without being under sunlight. And I got rid of all the highlights! Tried a style which is a bit japanese-like. it's a bit short in the front, and quite long at the back. Very very layered. omg I'm like spoiling my hair. lol. But I like the new style, though it takes a little more time to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ask me out, or pop by NTU if you wanna see my new hairstyle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more academic note - anyone has &lt;strong&gt;mircrobiology text book&lt;/strong&gt; that is in good condition and you wanna sell it? Or &lt;strong&gt;sherwood's human physiology 6th edition&lt;/strong&gt;?? I don't see the point of buying new ones unless I really can't find a decent 2nd hand one, cos I'll be using it for one sem only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have, just msg me or drop me a tag or whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andandand - JK Rowling's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Tales of Beedle the Bard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is out!!! The collectors edition is super chio! check it out at this website: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0956010903/ref=amb_link_7226372_1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1SF1SQJ5K7CBYRH5Y3BA&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=1401&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=423015801&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=1000179911"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0956010903/ref=amb_link_7226372_1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1SF1SQJ5K7CBYRH5Y3BA&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=1401&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=423015801&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=1000179911&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it's USD 100 and perhaps does not include shipping. Anyone wanna give an&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;early chrismtas present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? You can get me one of those! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyups that's all for now. Shall dream of the book. nitess all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4101574659301347629?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4101574659301347629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4101574659301347629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4101574659301347629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4101574659301347629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-hairstyle.html' title='New Hairstyle'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1203987343344468256</id><published>2008-08-05T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:59:16.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Reviews</title><content type='html'>I've watched a total of THREE movies in a week :) The week just before school reopens. I have been working ever since after exams, so not much time to enjoy myself. The last week of vacation is for me to put down my hair and enjoy to the fullest :) before battle begins of course. A summary of the movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Watched &lt;strong&gt;THE DARK KNIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; on monday.&lt;br /&gt;The ratings are supposed to be super high, as high as 95% in fact, but in my opinion, though the actors were fantastic, I didn't much enjoy the movie. Cool gadgets and guardians who guard a city and sacrifices himself, wasn't exactly my cup of tea. Believe it or not, I doze off a number of times during the movie and my movie partner has to shake me awake a couple of times. Luckily movie tix on mondays weren't very expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, to do the movie justice, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.5/5 stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for the wonderful and most real life-like JOKER, and the cool gadgets that captures all the geeks around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Watched &lt;strong&gt;The Mummy Part 3 &lt;/strong&gt;on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a saturday tix! So I can't afford to fall asleep in the cinema. It took me quite a bit of willpower not to doze off during the movie. Part 3 was absolutely a terror compared to the first two movies of the The Mummy series. Lousy plot, lousy crack jokes, some good actors. That about summarises all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we are supposed to watch movies in a light hearted way, but I just couldn't accept the fact that they twisted China History, just to fit into their plot, which was not entertaining at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boos. I wouldn't have watch it if given a second chance. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.5/5 stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because there are some good actors, like Jet Li, Huang Qiu Sheng, and our dear old Rick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Watched &lt;strong&gt;Money No Enough 2&lt;/strong&gt; on Sunday with family.&lt;br /&gt;One word to describe it all - expected. With Neo productions, the plots are all kind of expected. If you are those who like to know what will happen next, this is probably the movie for you, and you would have given it 4 stars, no problem.&lt;br /&gt;If, unfortunately you are not those people, I can predict your ratings. 2 stars maybe? The movie, as usual, starts with some anti-govt stuff abt ERPs, focusing on a normal singaporean family and their lifestyle, how everything crashes for them, and all the troubles just seem to sets in all of a sudden, ending with a nice happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say about it -  some parts of it were funny without reason, e.g. the parking coupns stint at the very end, to be fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3/5 stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for having the courage to bring in local movies, and those funny-without-reason scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have differing views about the movies, feel free to voice it out =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1203987343344468256?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1203987343344468256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1203987343344468256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1203987343344468256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1203987343344468256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-reviews.html' title='Movie Reviews'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8851145132528692852</id><published>2008-07-28T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:14:44.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from camp</title><content type='html'>I'm back from camp! =)) I finally realised how much behind-the-scene work there is... Hmmm don't think I'm going to join the organising committee next year bah. It's too much work, in my opinion, and requires a lot of committment. Which cca shall I join next year?? Open to suggestions. haha. nothing sporty though =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog more next time, feeling tired..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8851145132528692852?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8851145132528692852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8851145132528692852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8851145132528692852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8851145132528692852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-from-camp.html' title='Back from camp'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4997925298717383329</id><published>2008-07-18T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T18:01:32.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't you understand me?</title><content type='html'>茫茫人海中，我遗失了方向。&lt;br /&gt;别人的快乐我好羡慕，&lt;br /&gt;别人的痛苦我好心酸。&lt;br /&gt;或许在很多人的眼里，我是幸福的。&lt;br /&gt;是我的无知，我的不知足，带给我和你许多的困扰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可也是我的天真，带给了你最真实的笑容。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为和人与人之间有如此多要求？&lt;br /&gt;请容忍我许多不完美的地方，&lt;br /&gt;因为没有人是完美的。&lt;br /&gt;让我有空间犯错，&lt;br /&gt;也让我有空间呼吸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有我自己跌过，才会懂得如何爬起。&lt;br /&gt;有了这些错则，&lt;br /&gt;我才会成长。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4997925298717383329?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4997925298717383329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4997925298717383329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4997925298717383329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4997925298717383329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-cant-you-understand-me.html' title='Why can&apos;t you understand me?'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4818321853861802177</id><published>2008-07-17T00:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T01:26:24.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernater</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm doing free publicity for ah khim and his brainchild, pride and honour, which is a software called &lt;strong&gt;hibernater&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't usually recommend such things, so it has to be really good, and I feel that this is something which has potential. Even me, the nuttiest of the nuttiest com idiot finds this useful, so I don't think anyone can fault it (unless you are super critical or hate this person to the core, haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ah khim at the youngstartup event, promoting his hibernater. Look at how proud he is. lol. nice macbook too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223656936405678834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SH4oTrr3OvI/AAAAAAAAARo/RyoX2WqJ8qo/s400/ahkhim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give a short intro about hibernater; it is a software which enable you to save all your documents, favourites, and your websites with &lt;strong&gt;ONE SINGLE CLICK&lt;/strong&gt;. and you can access your documents and stuff at &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANY place, ANY time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Isn't that wonderful? &lt;em&gt;No more lost thumbdrives, sending documents to your OWN email, manual saving of each and every single document&lt;/em&gt;. One click does it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself, am a person who detest sending my documents here and there, and forever can't find my thumbdrive when I need it. So this is something I will definitely find useful. If everyone thinks the same way as me, we are on the way to a new era :) Goodbye thumbdrives. Those engineers don't even need to decrease your size from a floppy, to a cd, to a mini disk, to a thumbdrive, or any such nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone know, I'm not good with computer terms, so anything you wana know about this new revolution, pls go to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hibernater.com&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can even get a free trial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of ads. Today went to Queensway shopping centre to get some stuff for my camp next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a dark blue FBT, a yonex tennis skirt, and a FBT sports top. Why am I getting a tennis skirt, I seriously don't know, cos I don't really play &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tennis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha. So maybe this is a good place for me to start. Tennis is challenging, and helps to tone my flabby arms. Anyone wanna teach?&lt;br /&gt;Besides tennis wear is always nice. *grins* I'm splurging!!! I did online shopping too. Mom nags at me regarding my spending everyday. :( and of cos my size. she wants me to slim, and I WILL. do sports!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to slp again..... gonna wake up early tomorrow. nites all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4818321853861802177?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4818321853861802177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4818321853861802177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4818321853861802177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4818321853861802177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/hibernator.html' title='Hibernater'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SH4oTrr3OvI/AAAAAAAAARo/RyoX2WqJ8qo/s72-c/ahkhim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1087588302914171983</id><published>2008-07-07T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:42:03.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random post</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a random post! You have been warned. Haha. Went for a seafood spread with sec sch peeps and sis at Joo chiat. Ann, Wei Ting, Me, sis, Guanzhu, Ah gong, and hanxiang. The total meal cost over $200 ++! However it was worth it cos we had a lot of goodies. the food was so good that we forgot to took pics. Just directly tuck in into the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to summarise: Deer meat, Cereal prawn, pot of fish and tofu, prawn paste chicken wings, man tou, chilli crab, and cheese crab. I'm not really into cheese crab, but the chilli crabs are wonderful! I had the biggest "gong" (pincer). =DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann got me a belated birthday gift. Guess what this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219938012375272610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SHDx90EvzKI/AAAAAAAAARA/c_6MdYpDicY/s400/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flexible keyboard! Super unique. thanks gal...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219938967712775394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SHDy1a-9POI/AAAAAAAAARI/sqeF12ISbhw/s400/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; With absolutely no link to whatever I have said earlier on, I shall introduce to you my new &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wallet! chio right?? I bought it at Forever 21. keke. Too bad it doesn't have a coin pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219936732690141266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SHDwzU4CUFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ur8A_TrPCTI/s400/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you unzip and open up, it looks like this.. Pink interior too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219937002824875266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SHDxDDNLPQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uM-cevowyEc/s400/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I can kiap a packet of tissue in this wallet. lol. coolness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway that will be all. Working 7am tml. Gotta wake up at like 5plus in the morning.. madness. I have never woke up at 5 plus before, even in my uniform schooling days -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slp slp! nites all. Have a sweet dream tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1087588302914171983?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1087588302914171983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1087588302914171983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1087588302914171983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1087588302914171983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-post.html' title='Random post'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SHDx90EvzKI/AAAAAAAAARA/c_6MdYpDicY/s72-c/DSC00051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-2725651059608084669</id><published>2008-06-29T22:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:50:01.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking with Nancy</title><content type='html'>What if one day I got a bachelor of science (honours in biological science, dunno which class), and after graduating, becomes a &lt;strong&gt;partessier &lt;/strong&gt;instead? I'm not exactly sure how you spell that thing, but it's just a term for a person who specialises in the art of bakery, and makes lots of pies and pastries! Besides biology, my next best love is bakery. If I have the money, I will go pursue a diploma in bakery. Nancy told me it is $6000 +++ for a sem though :( More ex than pursuing a degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I spent a wonderful day baking with Nancy, a long-lost friend from jc. hahaha. Now both of us are in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Time really flies. That is digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the creation from us! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choc chipped muffins!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I insisted making small ones cos, can make more, and share among more people. It is super uber delicious! Even my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah gong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says so. By saying ah gong, I don't mean kwanchet, I mean my REAL ah gong, who is 70+ in age, and perhaps had NEVER ate a muffin in his life before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320539237224146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGelY0yVjtI/AAAAAAAAAQo/bEQmY1eWw4Q/s400/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nancy and me. We are the partessiers for the day. with our muffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGejyDXbNfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7hzln64xGrA/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217318773624354290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGejyDXbNfI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7hzln64xGrA/s400/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, trying to cam-whore, and came up with 101 ways of cam-whoring with muffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGejmmWA3rI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ygfD48TXko8/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217318576855244466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGejmmWA3rI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ygfD48TXko8/s400/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A black and white picture gives a touch of nostalgia. I never knew my house's view of the garden was so nice. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217316115273354498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGehXUPKDQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/h5apxfGt5p4/s400/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Acting cute with two little muffins. Still in black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217315649627721810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGeg8NklkFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/TdjrUKtnTnM/s400/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now in full colour, and sis says it's not as nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217315453144817010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGegwxnaXXI/AAAAAAAAAQA/z47aboDtLu4/s400/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;After trying, it's really good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217314906430667058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGegQ88meTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z3fPxlGt8Xs/s400/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sis refuses to let me cam-whore anymore. :( and there it is, my last picture. AND the angriest part about all this unfairness is, the last picture is so blur!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few more weeks to end of work! Feeling bad, cos I have been relatively inactive in foc stuff. A bit tired, and decided to take a break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some other random things - should i change my blogskin? I have been using this for so long, and i feel that it's time for a change. But this is where the prob lies exactly. I'm kind of attached to this skin. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good nitezz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To quote Nancy, " the moon is nice tonight". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-2725651059608084669?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2725651059608084669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=2725651059608084669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2725651059608084669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2725651059608084669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/06/baking-with-nancy.html' title='Baking with Nancy'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SGelY0yVjtI/AAAAAAAAAQo/bEQmY1eWw4Q/s72-c/DSC00038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8266025573436518742</id><published>2008-06-19T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:57:40.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>Ever since that late mahjong session on my birthday, I never recovered from the strain and tiredness. Simply feel lethargic, basically no mood for any other things, and at last, finally everything escalated into me falling ill. Even threw up all over the place, which is really disgusting, cos I always tear whenever I retched. Feels so weak at that moment. In addition, got quite a lot on my plate right now, with FOC stuff, preparing for tuition sessions, and working from monday to saturdays at the clinic - it was a wonder I never fall sick until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a good rest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shh. dun disturb me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8266025573436518742?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8266025573436518742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8266025573436518742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8266025573436518742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8266025573436518742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/06/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3379333391087346800</id><published>2008-06-17T22:18:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:32:05.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>I finally switched my age from the 10 to the 20 series, which is not really a good thing of course. When you reach the 20s, your skin will start to age, and soon, you have to start slapping tonnes of skin care products on every night before you sleep, to achieve the flawless complexion that you once used to effortlessly possess. I refused to change my age on the blog profile! cos in my heart, I will always feel like I'm 18/19. kekeke. That's really the best golden years of a person's life. And pity good things never last. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212857402279480386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfKMD-iTEI/AAAAAAAAANM/H1tncYs6Tmw/s400/IMG_2113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my birthday cake. Nice nice. The chocolate is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212858457447581842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfLJeyNyJI/AAAAAAAAANU/mg_A_JCyWEM/s400/IMG_2116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Birthday girl with the huge choc cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212859021468337554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfLqT7PhZI/AAAAAAAAANc/Xs_h_y2oFd4/s400/IMG_2123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who were so kind to celebrate my birthday with me. My face is the biggest cos i'm right in front, not because I have the biggest face. hmph. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212860091181394482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfMok6tajI/AAAAAAAAANk/IRk7cwptq1o/s400/IMG_2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me and sis. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212860888522162034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfNW_Pj_3I/AAAAAAAAANs/5gTgUCSUjU4/s400/IMG_2122.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me and tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212862179976479922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfOiKSRBLI/AAAAAAAAAN8/p6ZUTt-P9qQ/s400/IMG_2121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and the sec sch guys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212862663955510562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfO-VP29SI/AAAAAAAAAOE/BepIQdaHprI/s400/IMG_2120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me with the sec sch girls. Both of them wear so nice and I'm in a sluggish blss tee :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lot of other random pics but too lazy to upload all of them here. After cutting my birthday cake, ruimin, zy and ah gong went to fiddle with the lappies, while the rest of us were more and less involved in a friendly mahjong match. &lt;strong&gt;YEAH I got PING HU yest!&lt;/strong&gt; :)))))) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Played until 2plus am and decided to call it a day cos I really gotta get to bed! Today I went to work with dark rings under my eyes. sian diaos. and I cannot stop yawning, plus my speech was slurred, just like a drunken person, and no patient can understand what I was trying to say. sad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides my birthday celebration yesterday, I had a very nice pre-birthday celebration with tofu on saturday too. I finally got my feet into &lt;strong&gt;sg flyer&lt;/strong&gt;! It was great being above everyone. The cars look like toy cars. It must be nice being an angel in heaven, cos when you look down, everything, buildings, cars, or whatever, they all look like toys and easily manipulated. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212867793854017298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfTo7m-LxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/9DTADUUhCgo/s400/IMG_1530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tickets to singapore flyer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212868426652700818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfUNw970JI/AAAAAAAAAOU/OpynxEWpSbM/s400/IMG_1532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just before we got in. nice view.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212869184694691778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfU545Op8I/AAAAAAAAAOc/SpVAHZfXer0/s400/IMG_1551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got in already! A little bit of sunset. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212869981641112674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfVoRwD_GI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2Bdytjd3hrU/s400/IMG_1560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A particular favourite picture of mine :) beautiful isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212870574085572402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SFfWKwx1BzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/38MyVVLsT5Q/s400/IMG_1562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A happy me. good hair day too. muahahahhaa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So overall, I had a great birthday this year, because of all the people surrounding me. All the bdae smses, presents, birthday cards and such. 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The sort whom believes whoever remembers my birthday and is concern enough to do something about it, cares. That's why every year, when my birthday comes, I will be very nervous, cos I really don't know who are the ones who will remember. And towards the end of the day, it will be a little depressing, cos you already know who are the ones who did not remember, although you very much like them to. It is a very warm feeling, to have enough importance in somebody's else mind, so much so that they remember this little detail about you. Agree? So are you a birthday person like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke so much crap about birthdays because it's MINE today! =) When I was young, I look forward to my birthday every year, even though it's nothing more than a small present from my parents and a simple ceremony of cake cutting after the channel 8 9pm show. But when I got older, this feeling sort of died, though a special feeling still remains. Weird isn't it? When you are older, you got more $ to spend on your birthday, and maybe more friends to celebrate with you, and that equals more presents, but still compared to last time, I'm considerably less happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enough about all this birthday speech. Ahem. Just wanna say to all my friends and loved ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If you did something nice for me and I did not thank you, I thank you now.&lt;br /&gt;2) If I accidentally offend you and make you upset, I like to say sorry, and I did not mean to.&lt;br /&gt;3) For all the people who stick with me through the years, and have seen most of my moods, I like to say I'm glad you have sticked with me through my most happy and difficult times, and I want you ppl to be with me till I pass on.&lt;br /&gt;4) Friendship and Love is the best gift you can give anyone, and I'm really happy to receive this wonderful gift from you, whoever you are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who send me birthday greetings, cards, presents, etc..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of you brighten up my day, make my smile a little wider than before (even though I'm getting older).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-2613976649436201779?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2613976649436201779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=2613976649436201779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2613976649436201779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2613976649436201779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-total-birthday-person.html' title='I&apos;m a total birthday person'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8718234830880986887</id><published>2008-06-01T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:50:20.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundown Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SEKzQ0MINlI/AAAAAAAAALs/tb-QQYDbHWU/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206921220662507090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SEKzQ0MINlI/AAAAAAAAALs/tb-QQYDbHWU/s400/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super tired! I thought that I will be at the drinks station for the sundown marathon, but in the end become a road marshal. Very very bored and tired. cos I'm all alone with no one to talk with, and the next road marshal is far away till I can't even see her. To make matters worst, I seem to be in an eerie part of Pasir Ris, with no hdb around, and near to some army camp and changi prison. Creepy and dark. One of the worst nights I experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make matters worst, I have nowhere to sit, so I stood for 10hours from 10plus pm to the next morning 9plus am, in tow with a large bag. So I'm just like an abandoned kid, with a large bag, sitting by the roadside, waiting for people to fetch me home. =( Andandand the banglas riding bicycles past me and look at me weirdly. damn scared at that time...... cos it's all dark, and I'm surrounded by abandoned buildings, with no one near me. But once the first runner appear, i guess the fear is gone. but tiredness remains. Thus, I sing to myself =D After that, Jianshun appeared from his patrol duties and I told him that I was singing. He told me, "你不怕招魂啊？" That guy simply has nth gd to say =x Anyway I took what he said, and stopped singing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I just odd or what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even dance a little cos no one looking, as I sang. I think I have never been so free before =x The hours are like crawling. But, I survived it in the end =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suffered terrible muscle cramp at home because I stood too long. Thankfully, my tofu came to fetch me. haha. Working again tml! "Love" being a slave for money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night everybody! I think I'm sleeping soon though I took a 5hrs nap just now. ahhahax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I think it's crazy to run 84km =x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8718234830880986887?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8718234830880986887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8718234830880986887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8718234830880986887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8718234830880986887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/06/sundown-marathon.html' title='Sundown Marathon'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SEKzQ0MINlI/AAAAAAAAALs/tb-QQYDbHWU/s72-c/DSC00141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-2950860828837549219</id><published>2008-05-30T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:30:36.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shagged</title><content type='html'>Work is my escape from school. School is my escape from work. Whatever I'm doing, it's still escaping. When will I ever be happy with whatever I am doing? Tired these few days. Worked full days, and still go for foc meeting and tuition. Felt that I never rested at all. zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going for Sundown Marathon. To RUN!!! hahaha. Of course not, you know me, I will never run 48 km. Whatever. Anyway, I will be at one of the water points. Maybe you can see me if you run. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shag weekend. Going without sleep on saturday. yawns. I'm going to be giant sotong panda le. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-2950860828837549219?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2950860828837549219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=2950860828837549219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2950860828837549219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2950860828837549219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/05/shagged.html' title='shagged'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-7240634565588118895</id><published>2008-05-19T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:51:48.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vesak Day baking</title><content type='html'>It's Vesak Day and a public holiday, as everybody knows, and I'm being a good little girl, staying at home and doing some girly stuff like baking. Always had this interest in baking, and I simply love the thrill of seeing for the first time what your creation turns out to be like. Really exciting to see what becomes of your hardwork after it has been through the oven. Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a little more special, cos I baked two things - a butter sponge cake and butter cookies. I was trying to improve on my butter cookies and it turns out really good today. =)))) Shall try choc chip cookies and muffins next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures taken today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202114700363203490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SDGfwgv8g6I/AAAAAAAAALM/MKkHjUjE7Xs/s400/DSC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;my pound/sponge butter cake. Nicely baked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202114932291437490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SDGf-Av8g7I/AAAAAAAAALU/2I56VPV3SG4/s400/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After cutting my cake into nice slices. yummy. doesn't it look delicious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202115151334769602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SDGgKwv8g8I/AAAAAAAAALc/N6eYryCwWXI/s400/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My butter cookies on the baking tray. This is just one of the 4.5 batches I made. They look wonderful don't they? And tastes great too, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired... Been preparing, baking and washing from morning till late afternoon. yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be working full day already. There comes my mundane, dull, money-orientated life. Goodbye half-days. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-7240634565588118895?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7240634565588118895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=7240634565588118895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7240634565588118895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/7240634565588118895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/05/vesak-day-baking.html' title='Vesak Day baking'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SDGfwgv8g6I/AAAAAAAAALM/MKkHjUjE7Xs/s72-c/DSC00137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-6889520032188448823</id><published>2008-05-12T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:35:04.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!!!</title><content type='html'>Went shopping at bugis on saturday. tired. I'm spending money before I get my pay! lol. I'm high maintainence =p Not as high as my stinky sister though. She bought ONE bottle of burberry perfume for $83.90!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trophies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- one cardigan&lt;br /&gt;- 2 dresses&lt;br /&gt;- one top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday, went out with parents to amk hub. Bought one pair of &lt;strong&gt;new shoes&lt;/strong&gt;! lol. This weekend is really fruitful. Spent money to treat mom to a dinner too, and it cost quite a lot. so even more broke. But at least we had a happy dinner of chilli crab. yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata ~ have to go work again tomorrow. sians. tell me what's going on in your life, will you? Don't turn back. It's you who is reading this entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-6889520032188448823?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6889520032188448823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=6889520032188448823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6889520032188448823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/6889520032188448823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/05/shopping.html' title='Shopping!!!'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1523176790687847345</id><published>2008-05-07T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:17:23.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My current situation</title><content type='html'>How I'm spending my vacation now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sourcing for money and products for my coming camp, doing my part as a business manager.&lt;br /&gt;2) Being a slave for money - Working + teaching tuition&lt;br /&gt;3) Reading! (I haven't been reading for ages... except you count Molecular Biology of the Cell or Principles of Genetics.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I have two books to finish on my hands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt; Freakonomics&lt;/strong&gt; by Steven D. Levitt and Stephen J. Dubner&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Touching Evil&lt;/strong&gt; by Kay Hooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit irritated by Freakonomics, cos to me, it doesn't seem easy to understand... Seriously don't understand the workings of the econonmy. It was really a stroke of luck that I didn't take Econs during my JC days, or I would have flunk it upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just started on Touching Evil, which obviously is a fiction book. This is just my cup of tea as I like crime, horror, mysteries, science fiction books. Love stories are a big no no for me. Find them kind of boring. This Touching Evil is absolutely gross - the psychopath actually dug out the eyes of the women victims he had, and tortured them like hell, not to mention him being a rapist. Cruel. *shudders* wicked. twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that's about the summary of how I spent my vacation so far. Haven't start on my dieting plan. arghhhhh. :( I need the motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, good luck for &lt;strong&gt;DARLING LEE&lt;/strong&gt;  for her last paper tomorrow. hahahhaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1523176790687847345?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1523176790687847345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1523176790687847345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1523176790687847345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1523176790687847345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-current-situation.html' title='My current situation'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1169971616552223046</id><published>2008-05-03T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:14:18.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction to my last email</title><content type='html'>Oh ya, kind darling has just reminded me on one thing I've forgotten in my previous entry.... Another thing I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want to do in my life is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE HER HUA TONG!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeez. thanks for the reminder, and jiayous for your exams, darling! Gambette! =)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1169971616552223046?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1169971616552223046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1169971616552223046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1169971616552223046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1169971616552223046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/05/correction-to-my-last-email.html' title='Correction to my last email'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-4613777439932327385</id><published>2008-05-02T01:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T01:52:29.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking</title><content type='html'>I bake to destress. I bake when I'm very happy. I bake when I'm sad. Baking is a good way to releasing your pent-up emotions, at least for me. The washing up after baking is terrible though. I especially dislike cleaning up the electric mixer. super hard to get the sticky flour off. But don't expect too much out of my baking skills - it's really quite mediocre. Just that baking is something I enjoy doing, but not especially accomplished at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process I'll skip. But just wanna share some pics on my baking today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195465072372410850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SBn_9OG06eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hcmWi0kdw3o/s400/IMG_1759.JPG" width="315" border="0" /&gt; This is me kneading the dough. I look very unglam, auntie and like your typical housewife. I know I know. Stop telling me that. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195465677962799602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SBoAgeG06fI/AAAAAAAAAKM/pHsbDcwr6VY/s400/IMG_1761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That's my hand you're seeing! And the pot of chocolate I'm supposed to be melting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195466322207894018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SBoBF-G06gI/AAAAAAAAAKU/mrnu_ib5IGQ/s400/IMG_1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me and my cookies! I know!! I look super unglam by now! Look at my &lt;strong&gt;messed up hair&lt;/strong&gt;! But it shows that I really put in effort isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195467305755404818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SBoB_OG06hI/AAAAAAAAAKc/swOrDnQgwh0/s400/IMG_1770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My cookies! See? I told you I'm mediocre. But nevertheless, still proud of my creation! I really agree with the phrase that says that the most delicious dish is the dish you whipped up yourself. It's not five star standard, but it's really nice in my opinion! Though it doesn't look very appetising. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That concludes my baking for today! I sampled countless cookies today, and can feel myself getting fatter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I should set up some baking club and gather baking kakis, so that there will be people sharing the cost of ingredients, and washing up. Of course it's more fun when more people are baking! Anyone interested? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-4613777439932327385?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4613777439932327385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=4613777439932327385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4613777439932327385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/4613777439932327385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/05/baking.html' title='Baking'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/SBn_9OG06eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hcmWi0kdw3o/s72-c/IMG_1759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-866236363871341305</id><published>2008-04-30T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T02:19:40.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from conquest :)</title><content type='html'>Finally exams are over, and I'm taking a backseat in many things right now, earning a well-deserved break for myself. Not that I feel as if I work particularly hard, but still reasonably tiring as well. Exams last about two weeks, and it feels like 2 years. Anybody know why? Those who are not studying now perhaps can't take the idea from my viewpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Seriously, in normal times, what's two weeks to you? Time just flies. Suddenly you are being put on trial. And you feel like those days or weeks are like years, stretching on, never ending. Do we all take for granted the peaceful days that we had? To some extent, I think we do. We didn't expect life to be anything but normal, unless something unexpected happens one day, and we were shaken awake violently back to reality. "Hey, God doesn't owe us this blissful living, you know," You realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly how I feel whenever I'm placed on a challenge, a trial, or a down period in a particular chapter of my life. I start thinking how good it is to be normal. Many people don't realise that being norm is good. They want to be different, they want to be unique, they want to be the "choose one" by higher beings to carry out some great mission. Maybe it's just me, but a normal life will be good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crave what normal people crave - the paper chase, good job, good money, nice clothes and stuff, a loving family, caring friends, and maybe someone special to share my everything with. Do you not crave for these things? Do you not work hard for it? Everybody does, in their own different way. What makes anyone special? Primarily, we all want the same things, except that we go in different ways to pursue our wants. Doesn't that makes us all normal beings in want of a better life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I throw myself into a long discussion about my thinkings, I should stop right here, in case people are snoring away right now, while reading my entry. That's reality for you. Everyone has their ideas, and everyone of us here attempts to talk about our ideas. Do we realise that perhaps no one is interested? Yet we blabber on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell myself to stop a few lines ago? I got carried away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to normal mundane life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the stuff I'm going to do this holiday -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Work from 5th May to 12th July, once again, at the polyclinic.&lt;br /&gt;2) Go ktv (Haven't been singing for half a year. I need a rant.)&lt;br /&gt;3) Night cycling (Anyone game?)&lt;br /&gt;4) Watch a lot of movies and dramas.&lt;br /&gt;5) Read.&lt;br /&gt;6) CAC FOC 2008&lt;br /&gt;7) Dieting (bless me, hope that I have the decency to stop eating when I need to)&lt;br /&gt;8) Plan my birthday wish list (I'm missing that every year, so a lot of people give me what I don't like. But, I will always welcome something nice and surprising)&lt;br /&gt;9) Stop thinking about my exam results.&lt;br /&gt;10) Catch up with old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups that's about all. I realised I got a million things that I want to do, but never go around doing. If I was to die tomorrow, my life will be littered with regrets and lost opportunities. Sad isn't it? haha. Maybe I should make a list of things I don't want to do as well, ever in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bungee jumping (I will never go even if you pay me)&lt;br /&gt;2) Sky diving.&lt;br /&gt;3) Committ suicide?&lt;br /&gt;4) Catch an insect or a worm with my bare hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yar, a list of things I want to do, but do not think I'm up to it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Scuba diving (oh the pretty underwater world! Nature is really beautiful).&lt;br /&gt;2) Travel to the outer space.&lt;br /&gt;3) Learn what happened &lt;strong&gt;BEFORE &lt;/strong&gt;the Big Bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. It's getting late. Should get to bed....... "Oh sleep, the gentle tyrant".Quiz for all of you! Who described sleep as a gentle tyrant? No prizes though =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-866236363871341305?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/866236363871341305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=866236363871341305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/866236363871341305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/866236363871341305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-from-conquest.html' title='Back from conquest :)'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-1179559431681637446</id><published>2008-04-14T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:16:52.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>The much awaited ( or rather, resented) exam period is here again for all uni students... I'll be away in conquest until&lt;strong&gt; 29April2008&lt;/strong&gt;. Any matters, kindly look for me after this date if I'm still living and kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All inconvenience caused is much regretted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-1179559431681637446?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1179559431681637446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=1179559431681637446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1179559431681637446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/1179559431681637446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/04/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-8990774968219702433</id><published>2008-03-24T00:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:04:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!</title><content type='html'>My friend had this line on her msn nick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the going gets tough, the tough goes shopping!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what I did. I spent my good friday and saturday out :) Shopping is damn cool when you have a lot of money in ur pocket (which I don't, obviously), but still great if you only have some money to spare. Pure window shopping is simply torturous. I don't get it why people love to window shop. It's a waste of time plus you have to endure the bitterness of looking at nice things, but not buying them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that truckloads of work is falling on my head, I still went shopping. That spells something abt my character yar? Perhaps a bit of laziness, I don't know (or rather, don't want to admit.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. Back on a happier note. I'm just going to post the pictures of my purchases and call it a day. Boy, am I tired from rushing out lab reports and tutorials on a sunday :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R-aHc-7z_vI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mNdyOhxN90s/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180977353336291058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px" height="248" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R-aHc-7z_vI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mNdyOhxN90s/s400/DSC00135.JPG" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my best buys. Light brown heels with little clipbows on the sides. You'll never guess how much I got it for. =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I wear size 35. You didn't see wrongly. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R-aILu7z_wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vK07dGAGEII/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180978156495175426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" height="269" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R-aILu7z_wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vK07dGAGEII/s400/DSC00134.JPG" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A hot pink dress from &lt;strong&gt;outfitter girls&lt;/strong&gt;. It was on 20% sale so I couldn't resist. Bought it for $36.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R-aIq-7z_xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1p6gCGnGj6w/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180978693366087442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" height="275" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R-aIq-7z_xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1p6gCGnGj6w/s400/DSC00136.JPG" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A light brown skirt with a little glitter (though you can't see it) from &lt;strong&gt;sugarlink&lt;/strong&gt;. $39.90. I know it's crumpled. But it's because I haven't ironed it yet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yups that abour summarises my purchases. Few, but I'm quite satisfied with my buys, especially since I'm a poor noob. When I earned lots of money, I'm going to fill up my wardrobe and shoe cupboard! =)))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking forward to steamboat on 5th April!! I never go to chongqing or tian tian before! I love soups! yum yum! People concerning this event, pls do not forget! You know who YOU are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tofu, Hanxiang, Ah gong, Ann, Wei Ting, Jen aka missy, Guanzhu, Yi long, Cynthia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't forget! Might be the last time I'm coming out before exams. sobs :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-8990774968219702433?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8990774968219702433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=8990774968219702433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8990774968219702433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/8990774968219702433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/03/shopping.html' title='Shopping!'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R-aHc-7z_vI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mNdyOhxN90s/s72-c/DSC00135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-2064216615659483320</id><published>2008-03-08T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T01:27:36.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NTU open house 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NTU open house&lt;/strong&gt; is tomorrow! For all uni student wannabes, or whoever who wants to come join in the fun, come on here! &lt;strong&gt;I'll be there to guide you people&lt;/strong&gt;, cos I'm a student ambassador for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My gear:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175052279227513794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R9F6oR1ue8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TmNfwd4ns8Q/s400/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED &lt;/span&gt;ntu dryfit polo tee and a &lt;em&gt;dog's collar&lt;/em&gt;. zzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if u are coming, drop me a sms or call me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: The event is from 9am - 7pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-2064216615659483320?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2064216615659483320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=2064216615659483320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2064216615659483320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2064216615659483320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/03/ntu-open-house-2008.html' title='NTU open house 2008'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R9F6oR1ue8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TmNfwd4ns8Q/s72-c/DSC00129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3981134489451654211</id><published>2008-02-29T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:55:42.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed~</title><content type='html'>Whoever that starts the crap abt uni being easier than jc, is very very wrong indeed. =( Quizzes and exams are coming up, and I'm suffering from a case of overwhelm-ness from all the information that I have to take in. &lt;strong&gt;Genetics&lt;/strong&gt; is bad :( suddenly, I miss the times where everything was easy. where a gene is just a useful segment of the DNA. now we get all the operon, repressor, inducer stuff. cell oh cell, why must u be so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; gosh, im just like a coward who don't like challenges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-3981134489451654211?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3981134489451654211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=3981134489451654211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3981134489451654211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3981134489451654211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/02/stressed.html' title='stressed~'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-493258113111756460</id><published>2008-02-06T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:41:57.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy floss</title><content type='html'>For those who were born in the 80s, you will probably remember the monthly night market (affectionately known as pasar malam to us singaporeans) near your house. When I was a kid, I love going to pasar malam because it was always so crowded, filled with all kinds of shapes and colours. My dad even drove our whole family to visit pasar malams held at other areas of singapore. Those were the days! I especially love those stalls selling cute little stuff, like stickers, which I used to collect, those stalls letting us play games, throwing rubber balls for 20cents each, and of course those stalls selling finger food. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In those days, pasar malam only sell a few kinds of food - none of the oily rambly burgers and sinful but nice XXL crispy chicken you see so much these days. No no, last time, it was just rice cakes, corn, peanuts and popcorn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I adored popcorn when I was young. Without fail, I will persuade mom to buy it for me. I was never one who will prefer candy floss over popcorn. No, popcorn is the lead. I never cared to try candy floss, never knowing its fluffy sweetness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like life, we always stick to the things we are most familiar with. Most of us are those play-safe people, never caring to try something new, for fear that the new thing will not be to our liking. By subcumbing to this fear, we are missing so many good stuff - so my new year resolution for 2008 is to be never afraid to try new things. You never know when sparks will ignite :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What gave me this stroke of inspiration to write this post comes from eating candy floss. FOC from new york, new york when I dine there. It is nice! I never remember enjoying candy floss so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some products of cam-whoring:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163534862660358882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R6iPmZo3UuI/AAAAAAAAAII/OpuKZzSU0UE/s400/DSC00167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me with the huge candy floss. Nice green colour too :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163535193372840690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R6iP5po3UvI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lLaldW7dHBw/s400/DSC00168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See so huge it is? It covers my own face! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163535567034995458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R6iQPZo3UwI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1Zki94W_k00/s400/DSC00169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I really finished it! See the empty stick in my hand? Smiling sweetly - after effects of hyperglycemia (high glucose level in blood). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163535957877019410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R6iQmJo3UxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gIE5zpQ0Vlw/s400/DSC00170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and sister after nice filling meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's night time now and I gotta catch some slp! morn lecture tomorrow! Haha anw its past 12am now and officially CNY eve! yeah! pineapple tarts! =) Love the food and angbows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After cny, need to do exercise to shed those pounds. aha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember everyone - dun forget the candy floss while focusing on popcorn. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-493258113111756460?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/493258113111756460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=493258113111756460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/493258113111756460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/493258113111756460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/02/candy-floss.html' title='Candy floss'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R6iPmZo3UuI/AAAAAAAAAII/OpuKZzSU0UE/s72-c/DSC00167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-2732038516605437268</id><published>2008-01-07T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:27:40.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All hell breaks loose tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Another year has since begun and now I'm embarking on a journey that is tougher than before, more difficult than before, and more satisfying than before. Thus I will also perservere more than before. Since I got here, I should bring myself out of here; only then can I grow up and proceed to another chapter of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! stop trying to motivational! *hits myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I'm trying to console myself cos school is starting tomorrow! All hell will break loose when all the students are back to school. I really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dread &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the queue for printing notes in this one week time.............. yawns. that's just too bad for me, cos both my desktop and my printer is cheui. I need to invest in a new printer? Desktop can wait as sis is buying a new one and I'm currently depending on my lappy aka laogong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that marks the end of my 5-week rotting at home, gg for cca and friends period. Must aim to stop slacking and do those endless lab reports and tutorials once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this new year 2008, whoever you are, whether you are a close friend, an acquaintance, a passer-by on my blog, a student, a working adult, or an alien, I wish you the best in whatever u want to do (sound clinche and do those aliens actually count the days using our calendar?hmmm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, so everyone, here are my greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) your work&lt;br /&gt;2) studies&lt;br /&gt;3) having a fat bank account&lt;br /&gt;4) finding yourself&lt;br /&gt;5) being happy/satisfied/cheerful&lt;br /&gt;6) love life&lt;br /&gt;7) anything you can think of :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this year be a smooth sailing year for everyone of us here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-2732038516605437268?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2732038516605437268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=2732038516605437268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2732038516605437268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/2732038516605437268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-hell-breaks-loose-tomorrow.html' title='All hell breaks loose tomorrow'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-792150540652923150</id><published>2007-12-16T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T14:52:13.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>splurge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R2TIgDb0nCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HwOp97hejxg/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144457127367318562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R2TIgDb0nCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HwOp97hejxg/s400/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went shopping with sis at bugis yesterday :) and this picture features my damage (some of them belonging to my sister).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Total,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I bought 1 new bag (sponsored by sis), 2 new dresses, 1 new T-shirt (little miss trouble), 1 new pair of pumps, 1 new pair of heels, 3 foundation sponges and one platter of four eye colours (though I don't really apply makeup, the colours are so nice tt I couldn't resist. some more it's an italian brand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my worst damage is &lt;strong&gt;footwear&lt;/strong&gt;. I bought &lt;strong&gt;three pairs&lt;/strong&gt; in less than a week! Havaianas sandals, pumps and heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shopping stuff are really heavy. I even have an ache in my right arm today... haha wish for a boyfriend to help me carry those stuff. wahhahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-792150540652923150?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/792150540652923150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=792150540652923150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/792150540652923150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/792150540652923150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2007/12/splurge.html' title='splurge'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R2TIgDb0nCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HwOp97hejxg/s72-c/DSC00089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5588603618097162958</id><published>2007-12-14T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T18:38:17.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My damage</title><content type='html'>Bought haviannas frm vivo. Apparently, it's not good having smaller feet than average because most colours doesn't offer my size! The smallest they offer is 37-38 which is way too big for me. So I bought brown, which wasn't my first choice, but still quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143775924079336450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R2Jc8zb0nAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pndXSpQ_kGU/s400/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It's $49.90! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5588603618097162958?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5588603618097162958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5588603618097162958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5588603618097162958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5588603618097162958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-damage.html' title='My damage'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R2Jc8zb0nAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pndXSpQ_kGU/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-5654313184961351154</id><published>2007-12-12T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T02:26:05.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kwanchet's birthday</title><content type='html'>We had the honour to celebrate kwanchet's birthday for him on the actual day itself, no less. (btw he's also affectionately called &lt;strong&gt;ah gong&lt;/strong&gt; by us =p) He's a tad too busy for our liking these days, yet he shown us this group of old friends plenty of 'face'. thanks ah gong, for giving us a reason to splurge and spend our calories on food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the birthday boy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142777065821182354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R17QfmdMGZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QZoLfybQr8Y/s320/DSC00686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lucky you! You're like just turning 19 while the rest of us are hitting our 20s. time flies :( I got ermm.. half a yr to go approximately before I hit 20s!!! booos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We met up at bl control on that day and went to vivo city to shop around. *we consist of Ann, Hanxiang, me and ah gong. All of us were starving by the time we waited for everyone to arrive (no thanks to you, ah gong) and in search of food to eat. Initially wanted to have &lt;strong&gt;Haagen Daz &lt;/strong&gt;choc fondue but decided it was too expensive. $43 without all the ++. We didn't want to burn our pocket you see, for sth which is nt even filling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, Ann suggested&lt;strong&gt; Burger king&lt;/strong&gt; for some reason. haha think she got a craving for it =p personally, I quite like Burger King nowadays though I don't favour it as a kid. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Turns out that we had Long John Silver instead, cos it's economical, has lots of fries, chips and meat for a minimal amount.&lt;strong&gt; Someone&lt;/strong&gt; said that it's not filling so that's why we went to have it, cos we wanna save some stomach space for dinner. That person must be lying cos it's pretty filling due to all the oil I guess. sinful! *shakes head*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went down to marina square to meet yilong, cyn and guanzhu for dinner at &lt;strong&gt;Kenny Rogers&lt;/strong&gt;. imagine! right after a full meal of LJS! Lucky we are all people with healthy appetites. ahem. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is us outside Kenny Rogers:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142780299931556258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R17Tb2dMGaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9_Z-otO2eqA/s320/DSC00687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Waiting in anticipation for a nice meal. It was my first time at Kenny Rogers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of them had quarter chicken (see what I mean by healthy appetites) except me, who ordered roasters (6 mid wings). All of these comes with two side dishes of your choice. hmmm quite a reasonable amt of food at a economical price. The food there were of reasonable standard as well. I had corn on cob and mashed potatoes as my side dishes. One of the fav side dishes I had is the &lt;strong&gt;marcoroni with cheese&lt;/strong&gt;! great for all cheese lovers, and highly recommended by me! go try! *smacks lips* It's boiled marcoroni with &lt;strong&gt;ample&lt;/strong&gt; amount of melted cheese! The cheese covers everything, seriously! You can't even see a tinge of the original pale yellow of the boiled marcoroni. I would give it a 4.25/5! yummylicious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When dinner was done, we handed ah gong his present, which is a Picard black leather wallet. I think he's pretty touched by our thoughtfulness cos his ex-wallet is really full of rubbish and useless receipts. We were kind enough to help him remove all the useless papers with occasional disapprovals frm him. teeeheeehee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly, we purchased the same hp keychain as a group. May it bond us tgt for life as friends! okok i know im being mushy here........ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall, a meaningful day spent with old friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even when new friends come along, never forget the old. =pPp&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-5654313184961351154?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5654313184961351154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=5654313184961351154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5654313184961351154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/5654313184961351154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2007/12/kwanchets-birthday.html' title='kwanchet&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXI6UYsHfg/R17QfmdMGZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QZoLfybQr8Y/s72-c/DSC00686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545724.post-3021405142480436994</id><published>2007-12-05T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:17:06.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted.</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over! It is 5 weeks of vacation now before hitting the battlefield again. Try hard not to think abt exam results. Just enjoy whatever I can first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standard Chartered Marathon 2007 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;as part of canvassing for my CCA. Didn't get to sleep the whole night... yawns. Nevertheless, it has been quite fun helping out as&lt;strong&gt; crew&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't think anyone, for even the tiniest nanosecond, will think that I can run 42km, anyway. *grins* I love the way the African people run! It's really like a breeze whipping across my face. Next year should try the 21km half marathon. hehehe. but I think I will be walking like more than half the journey cos I already felt like dying when I ran 2.4 km. weakling me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Enchanted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;today. I don't wanna be a spoiler, but trust me, it's damn nice! Go watch go watch! I'm simply adore disney productions - erm most of them anyway. A lot of nice nice movies coming out in dec! can't wait to watch them. Some of them are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Golden Compass&lt;br /&gt;- Warlord&lt;br /&gt;- I am Legend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeets tinkling with excitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting play aside, I got lotsa shopping to do as well. New sandals, shoes, clothes, water bottle, hat, ..... you name it. Don't think I can finish buying all this month. I need $ for food too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last thing is to get busy with my CCA stuff. Gotta cough up sth to hand up. else my portfolio is empty. gosh. im screwed. get motivated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps YOU can book me, no problem. But that's provided im free! =pPp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8545724-3021405142480436994?l=walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3021405142480436994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8545724&amp;postID=3021405142480436994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3021405142480436994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8545724/posts/default/3021405142480436994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walking-on-sunshine.blogspot.com/2007/12/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted.'/><author><name>~yun~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536756020816655148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
