<?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-20433723</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:15:57.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>footprints</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-2740977100083446335</id><published>2007-12-28T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T02:43:04.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where the emptiness never fades</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've a weak spot for mandarin songs. a love-hate relationship of sorts. highly indulgent kind of sin..which..i just keep falling prey to especially when night falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;many a time it feels almost like an addiction. an addiction to wallow in self pity / dramatise life / simply to just release the flood gates of the day-sensitive tear ducts. Thus the addiction to keep relistening to the same old *literally old* songs abt lost love n a better life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then again it's prob due to the festivities (both the time to be with tt absent loved one..or maybe just the post high depression) plus the lunch talk trigger..thus the temptation to just childishly sink in again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;guess the amazing part is who i naturally tear over. the distant memory from 5 years ago. almost as if everything before n after tt were so insignificant &amp;amp; non-exisitent. hah this fact somehow brings a warm smile amid droplets rolling off the cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah wells..guess it's prob just the quiet of the night that's echoing tt lil corner of emptiness thus all the nostalgia n bittersweet. typing this has kinda drained tt energy to concentrate on the lyrics..which is good..cos time to turn in and be all bright n smiley again at work tom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 more days to the new year. can't wait to start another exciting year. this yr's been filled with lots of unexpected good fortune. hope this keeps up. for myself and for everyone ard me too. *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-2740977100083446335?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/2740977100083446335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=2740977100083446335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/2740977100083446335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/2740977100083446335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2007/12/where-emptiness-never-fades.html' title='where the emptiness never fades'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-1357873169730815271</id><published>2007-12-09T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T02:54:56.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;been a while since i last visited the site myself *even forgot the add for a while..thanks to babelfish*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways..i guess life's been good..prob a lil too good thus nt much grouses to air and the laziness to come up n share my simple happiness ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeap for those whom i've nt been in touch with for a while..been working for alst 4 mths now..STILL enjoying it..despite tt bagging feeling of being underpaid relative to the banking folks..I guess it's like a trade off of sorts, esp hearing the rate of how friends are considering changing their jobs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;been so blessed with a gd boss..great company of newbies and colleagues..an an entire portfolio with endless opportunities to learn..heh it's almost too good to be true..;p *slight worry tt if things are tt gd already..the only way they can go is downhill..=s*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;since it's almost the end of a p r e t t y eventful year..i guess with this semi-lag period now it's a gd time to reflect on what's happened in the past 12 mths..all the internship exp on jurong island..single-course term in sch..job hunting..travels in spain and now working life..mighty lot of things that have gone on in life this year..good thing is i'm kinda glad almost everything has turned out better than expected..with more to look forward to in the coming year..probably in all aspects apart frm the rlnship department..though i'm a lt more at peace now than before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;probably cos this year had turned out so well that i'm starting to reflect n the past decisions more..those from 2 years ago..to some even 4-5 years ago. On my choice of uni courses, to even pre-A levels period..it's amazing how life has turned out to be smething i probably don't regret..but still wonder if it could have been better if i didn't choose to drop chem..if i had been mroe blatent abt expressing myself..if i had given others a chance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and now..similar questions seem to apply to me again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;perhaps it's just a character flaw..but being a flaw means it's probably something that should be corrected..but a large part of me don't want to..cos it feels like i'll be losing something i'm familiar to..something that defines me..or simply cos i just wanna stop growing up..stop being rational..just some weak attempt to be a stubborn child clinging on to her beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"My one regret in life, is that I not someone else." - Woody Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;perhaps i was right to dream to be a cat with 9 lives when i was young..then again..is 9 really enough for one to really live life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on a less depressing note..here's some pics from the company's d&amp;amp;d last week..heh think i'm still lost in the moment thus the low efficiency the past week ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141676486583132322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UY4j0h6kBjA/R1rnhdTEIKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nLnHY3nfJRA/s320/CIMG2209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;of course the two super enthu smu foto whores ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141676495173066930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UY4j0h6kBjA/R1rnh9TEILI/AAAAAAAAAUw/UF3ACCd6mKQ/s320/CIMG2210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;two more fellow foto-whores in the pic *the i-look-dressed-up julius n try-to-spot-me magnus*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/20433723-1357873169730815271?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/1357873169730815271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=1357873169730815271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/1357873169730815271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/1357873169730815271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-if.html' title='what if?'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UY4j0h6kBjA/R1rnhdTEIKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nLnHY3nfJRA/s72-c/CIMG2209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-7505704558481270652</id><published>2007-05-06T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T06:20:08.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna doodle</title><content type='html'>ok it's a mad hour for me now..thoughts are flooding into my mind..another reason why i love-hate blogging it fuzzes the mind so much it's hard to get to sleep or get a peace of mind..just feel like doodling now, a sketch of how my reflection looks like on the wall behind, under the glare of the lappy screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is slightly frightening, yet oddly peaceful (maybe cos everyone's a sleep, 'cept the rumbling air con) amidst this serenity, a tinge of loneliness sinks the soul in depths of random thoughts non too negative, nor overtly sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh i'm rambling on again..perhaps due to a terribly lack of vocabulary to accurately describe a notion. *pfffttt*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall head to bed now..and in a dismal attempt to redeem my *lack of* intelligence/creativity/linguistic expertise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a "daily literary quote" by French writer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andre_Gide"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andre Gide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Believe those who're seeking the truth. Doubt those who find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this truth or just the perfect consolation for the confused mind? food for thought, i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-7505704558481270652?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/7505704558481270652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=7505704558481270652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/7505704558481270652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/7505704558481270652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wanna-doodle.html' title='i wanna doodle'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-4781225945331275326</id><published>2007-05-06T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T06:01:02.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p r o c r a s t i n a t i o n</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hah~ this is probably my third attempt to write a decent blog entry tonight after two nonsensical ramblings on how difficult it is to get started..at the end of the day i can only sum it up with one word..entitled above.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyhows, blogging is perhaps not my fave hobby at least not in the ranks of eating, chatting, chilling and of course couch potato-ing. Friends have attributed this to sheer laziness post exchange (which is a whole year ago) , but i think i have just found a more logical reason for this persistent lack in passion of late (approx 6 mths and gg) -- i'm so numb. yep. numb to the core with things that're happening ard me, to things which might be happening in the coming weeks, probably months. So much so that even the coming spanish trip ain't really triggering tt crazy wander bug in me. maybe cos i know it'll just be a short stint, too short for me to truly enjoy it, but just long enough to make me hate whatever's coming up after it--life of a jobless bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well i'm not depressed or anything. perhaps frustrated, cos finding the job that "i wanna do" that "interests me" doesn't seem to be found anywhere except in the good old wineyards of oestrich winkel. i know it's a plausible dream. in fact, all i need is just a few years of toiling in some fancy bank or mnc and it'll all probably come through. and yet i see no motivation in doing so. somehow just being in the city irks me so. and mayb that's also why deep inside i don't really mind interning at the far west and into hours past sunset when the cold metal machines light up with power beams and actually look like a fantasy city of the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;just last thursday, i experienced 3 cities in 12 hrs. rather 3 different facets of the city in 12 hrs. the quiet awakening of a developing suburb &gt; the bustling rush of the fast paced present &gt; a shimmering futuristic city of lights..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in each i saw its charm. in each i felt like a spectator. enchanted yet distant. like i can just disappear into the crowd and peacefully watch in mild wonder and never feel the urge to be a part of it. if man was given a choice to browse through the kind of life he wanted, these three cities are probably the ones i'd love to travel to and experience, but not live a life in. in them, i don't see a life, lest not for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've digressed. in short, i've grown too impatient waiting for my dream lifestyle to arrive. which, is ironic, cos if i worked harder it'll probably come sooner right? at least that's what I've been brought up to believe. but if life was fated to turn out that way, does it matter so much then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;fate&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so where am i now? i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**p.s. i've nt been entirely lazy either, already going on to resume #3, slow but making progress. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-4781225945331275326?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/4781225945331275326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=4781225945331275326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/4781225945331275326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/4781225945331275326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2007/05/p-r-o-c-r-s-t-i-n-t-i-o-n.html' title='p r o c r a s t i n a t i o n'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-1751938544673118178</id><published>2007-01-28T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T23:39:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness down memory lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;discovery #1: the long lost AQUA cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1,2,3,4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come on Shout out more n more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5,6,7,8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't you think our house is Great?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Aqua show them what we've got!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OOooooOOOooh.. AQUA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A Q U A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aqua we are SUT SUT eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Better watch out cos we're coming this way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chikalangka piya piya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chikalangka piya piya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;discovery #2: i was hyper talkative during maths n physics lectures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my partners in crime included my ever-there ger, Ling Huey, motor-cute-mouth, Jolin, fellow-biach, Cui Ru, and of course tt LHB er zi, Hanxian~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha no wonder i never did well in school..hehe..btw found my prelims results too..oh my who every thought  i'd make it to uni with those grades..even had a letter prepared for our beloved discipline mistress abt my grades..thank god it nvr had to see daylight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discovery #3: the forgotten moments&lt;br /&gt;top of the list..lorr actually wrote me a thank you note *lil gasp* well it's prob outta formality n all, being tt all too nice gal..but still..the thought's still a sweet one..if u're ever tuning in babe, the pleasure was all mine to have had each of ya sluts in hse reps *grins* i won't have wished for anyone more or less from our group of six..*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next in order..my two OGs..haa looking at the cards u guys left makes this OGL feel dem guilty for not remembering your names..i swear reading their messages, i remembered every one of your faces..n the times during camp..when we laughed tog..and when we were planning on pon-ing tog..haha n..many thanks for tt wonderful concoction of Macs sauces from tt number game I taught ya..*shame on ya* for bullying ur OGL *blleaagghhss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...lots more to add..but dad's a nag..update more of my findings tom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tribute continues..*sleep tight my dear friends*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-1751938544673118178?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/1751938544673118178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=1751938544673118178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/1751938544673118178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/1751938544673118178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2007/01/happiness-down-memory-lane.html' title='happiness down memory lane'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-116305524718145343</id><published>2006-11-09T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T15:01:06.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my horoscope today reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Sometimes the trappings of success don't  make you feel successful -- they make you feel stressed out. You're not like  everyone else. You may just have different standards for success. Learn what  makes you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still trying to figure through the last line but the first does hit the cord at the moment. the first of the 3 hell weeks is just concluded today but i'm not where near estatic, satisfied nor motivated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in fact i'm actually feeling a wave of disappointment for not having done better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe the grey matter up there's just to accustomed to whirling one i haven't caught up with the emotional and physical balance yet..something just feels not right *frustrated*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cass's bro won the subaru contest this week, but what was really fascinating was what she told joel yest abt the value of money to "people like (her)"..it's amazing how there's still such distinct differences in monetary value influenced by one's upbringing. but at least they both seem to have striked a balance in their opinion, their financial resources and their lifestyle. compared to both i seem to still have difficulty even determining what the dollar means..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;prof asked us yesterday if any of us "budding entrepreneurs" were involved in any community based programmes that value added to the society - n o n e - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so much for all the aces in bgs and ethics and community service hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at the end of the day social services aint really most ppl's ultimate choice cup of tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe its really time to practise what i preached in those d2d proposals..which is one reason why cora's never stopped impressing me with her involvement at changi prison and yrp..her intrinsic motivation is truly an inspiration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-116305524718145343?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/116305524718145343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=116305524718145343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/116305524718145343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/116305524718145343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/11/ramblings.html' title='ramblings'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-116154180185290315</id><published>2006-10-23T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T02:31:52.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long long time ago..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;feeling kinda guilty suddenly for not posting n yet complaining tt my pals post soo infrequently *sorry chel~* so just popped by to update on life in sg..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eh..since  my last post..break week 8 went by..and so did the crazy-shag-week 9 which sorta brought me on a rollercoaster ride for the 14 days..practically ran through all the emotions the life as a sg student can trigger in that 1,209,600 seconds *woah*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, break week started full of vigor and great plans to finish all my projects within the 7 days of lesson free time..at the end of which, ended in a huge failure *again* though we did pull of some pretty productive meetings *thumbs up*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; aside did manage to catch up a lil on my wanna-do list..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;spent a few bucks with rita at vivocity *quick update to those away..it's the largest shopping mall in sg at the moment..abt 1.5 times suntec i think..hee jsut imagine marina and suntec combined kinda outlets in the west..a w e s o m e*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_7878%20%28Large%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_7878%20%28Large%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;&gt;cultural update with a quick peek at lil' jerusalem with yunfeng..a film abt a jewish girl trying to reconcile the conflicting influences of the western philosophical theories at school, her pious jewish upbringing and her desire for love..all of which she seems to be in control of, except that of love which serves as the ultimate challenge of the beliefs she has developed over the year. Her sis and brother-in-law sheds more light on jewish customs and conflicts that even the most religious face..somehow bringing forth questions about faith once again, how do you achieve complete faith withou doubt? is faith a means or an end? is it unquestionable now cos it's the almighty rulebook written over thousands of years, or should it be challenged with changing times..and even changed to fit the changes? if the latter's true, what then are the followers placing their faith in? well just some random thoughts for the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0428965/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0428965/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;&gt;dancing queen happiness at mambo with rs and met sheerene ah-ma too! *haven't met her for almost a year le!* plus anna's bday too *gotta rem her actual bday's today i think*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;fruitful friendly heart to heart session with the out going crew at internal elections..hee this sorta incidental things..it's so hard to explain why or how, but people just seem to open their hearts so much more easily then..management theories behind it?? h a a well i'll think about it another time..meanwhile just be glad it happened..better late than never ;p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;youthful desires~ hee all fulfilled at Cinddie's bday..kinda sad turn out from the BSM grp but got to know some of the cheerleaders there..hee actually feel a l i t t l e guilty for passing them as bimbs w/o a 2nd glance..*sorry* great party nonetheless!! ;p *kinda cute wakeboarder spotted too*wahaha*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;crazy biahing preparations for project: NPD, EBC (x2!!), IB, Change Mgmt, Strategy..haa dun wanna relive it again *fat chance* but yeah..well this was just the begining of the disaster cos lots of fun in week 8 =&gt; lack of sleep + lots of piled up work in week 9 PLUS mid-terms PLUS more project work =&gt; 2 hr snoozes everyday + caffine addiction + highly strung sabby + loss of appetite + frozen brain cells = Z O M B I E..annnd to top it off, my first internship interview right smack at the end of the week. well, how else can the results be. dead meat.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to sum it up net happiness over the past 2 weeks, measured based on sufficiency of rest, fun, friends and chilling = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n i l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*baahhh* it's hols again this tues, so mon's ktv night with ge shen~ haha it's just 2 hrs into the new week and it's already looking great c h e e r s~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-116154180185290315?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/116154180185290315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=116154180185290315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/116154180185290315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/116154180185290315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-long-time-ago.html' title='long long time ago..'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-116049033183777801</id><published>2006-10-10T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:30:04.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turning green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in the span of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5min&lt;/span&gt; my right hand just turned entirely unwashabe-ly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..eww kinda facinated..awed ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyhows caught lil miss sunshine with rita at vivocity today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. lil miss sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sweet lil movie without stiring the usual your-family-will-always-stand-by-you yawns, but rather the kind that really sets you thinking how every irritating aspect in the family is what makes it unique, thurs truly yours. at the end of the day, i guess only your family can accept the person you are, stand by you, piss you off and give you the courage and drive to make something out of your life. well, still it's just the films whether it happens in reality, or rather will i ever feel this way towards my family, i still can't ascertain that. i can recognise how they've influenced my life, my parents, aunts, esp my younger sis, but whether i have or will i ever have any influence in their lives..or for that matter, actually influenced anyone significantly..i'm still highly doubtful. it's like i don't matter as much as others to me. wells, i've always thought it's a natural thing--charms, to attract people, or at least a particular special someone, you either have it or you just don't..but it's just odd to be the only one that hasn't experience that. maybe the day's yet to come.. really? it's already 22years overdue. *ponders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. rita &amp; vivocity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hee retail therapy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rocks!!&lt;/span&gt; haha..well girls will be girls right~ kinda went a lil crazy at forever 21 today, though i only ended up with a top n a dress..i'm sure if i were in the exchange mood, there'd be 80eur credited to my expense easily. but convincing rita to get her 59sgd dress kinda eased my conscience a lil *hey the dress was really cute on her too though so it was a worthy buy first, and easing my conscience 2nd..hope to catch her in it soon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;found the topshop jacket i wanted..its 108sgd..thus placing it automatically on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dream-on &lt;/span&gt;list of items..i'm still qt a stingy shopper at the end of the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first time into the crocs shop, rita was looking for a pair of croc slip-on mary janes for her mum *so filial* but unlike the regular birkies &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;that are supposedly good&lt;/span&gt;, these crocs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rock!!&lt;/span&gt; i'm actually truly convinced that its actually orthopedic and good-for-the-feet and wallet too! *just $47.90 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woo~&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vivocity's still pretty unfinished with many shops yet to open..and the floors are all still pretty bright and sparkly *superstar feel* given you don't actually slip on the polished tiles~ though rita says it's not supposed to be a heartland mall with all the upper market shops (vs the regular sightings of gio-ntuc-ah lian shops), there seemed a lot more aunties going around whilst the office folks just swarm the new gourmet spots. it's hard to tell if vivo's gonna be a success or just another momentary hotspot, but at least it's good news for people in the pasir panjang area, would probably be expecting more aunties in the area sporting zaras and forever 21s at the sunday food markets soon~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-116049033183777801?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/116049033183777801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=116049033183777801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/116049033183777801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/116049033183777801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/10/turning-green.html' title='turning green'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-116041665998334731</id><published>2006-10-10T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T02:09:23.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true measure of brightness's only when darkness falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;spirits a lil up today after lotsa prep talk from people a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;round *besos*..also made some headway with the dreaded IB test and EBC meeting went really smoothly and on time (a first?? ;p)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;anyhows running a poll wi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th a friend to see which dog is a more popular choice for a pet:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pug vs sausage dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/pug1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 134px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/pug1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  vs  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/sausage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 133px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/sausage1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;drop me a message to poll k?? ;p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/20433723-116041665998334731?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/116041665998334731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=116041665998334731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/116041665998334731'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/blurry%20tears_.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/blurry%20tears_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i still don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-116030459338498439?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/116030459338498439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=116030459338498439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/MyTopshopTop.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/MyTopshopTop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;found this during a random shopping spree on thursday..all the christmasy tunes just started when i saw it..how i wish for a white christmas~ooh plus this shot from thesatorialist.com just made this top a must-buy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this weekend maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on to whining for today..just got back from lunch with jen, cass and simin..absolute bore..not them, but me..just can't seem to connect with whatever they're talking abt..can't stir up any sort of interest..kinda falling back into the odd-ball phase again..which is not good..though i'm actually happy to have more own time now..somewhat like jc times..just the diff is at least in school then, there was a class full of friends, a group of closer pals from house and photog to kill boring weekends with, and loser to spend all the excess breaktimes and class skipping times with..now..well just dun even feel like hanging in school for long *haze reasons aside*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is sg really such a bore for me? or maybe i'm just living a self fulfilling prophecy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah wells..gotta do something about it before i lapse back to that sorta depressing life again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thus the iWannas this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;learn Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;go Mambo night&lt;br /&gt;&gt;go on a photography day trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;swim somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;kayak for a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;finish mugging for at least 3 courses *hah! will be a first*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;start driving classes again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hee gotta end the list here for now..just to be practical~ hee..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-116020965850105510?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115997134373461565</id><published>2006-10-04T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:06:45.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleekness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 guys and their threadmills perfect dance of sleek geekiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="210" width="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="210" width="255"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115997134373461565?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115997134373461565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115997134373461565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115997134373461565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115997134373461565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/10/sleekness.html' title='sleekness'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115975956775048067</id><published>2006-10-02T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T11:26:07.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blissful lack of sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hee cranky after just 2 hrs of sleep but somewhat still feeling a lingering sense of happiness having watch the happy ending of Goong at 5.30am..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know to many it's an absolute waste of a whole weekend to just coop at home glued to my bed, blanky and bloster, only making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; occassional public appearances to toilet and dining area,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's also a blessing ain't it? to have the time to dream away like that total ignorance of the world around you. Sort of reminds me of the times on exchange when i had my own room to hide away to. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well the real world's starting tomorrow, and preparations start today, but thankfully for the little private weekend dreamings,  i can actually embrace  reality with vigor and smiles.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe i'm turning into a hermit. but who cares? at least i'm with the person i'm happiest with -- me! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/xiaomao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/xiaomao.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;everyone, meet xiao mao ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115975956775048067?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115975956775048067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115975956775048067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115975956775048067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115975956775048067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/10/blissful-lack-of-sleep.html' title='blissful lack of sleep'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115971419535662014</id><published>2006-10-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:49:55.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy sha la la~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aunt says i'm a romantic, thus an addict to k-drama.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my she-pride would look appalled and flatly denied,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i'm too happy now to bother.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;happily ever after makes me happy, even if it's just a dream ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/teddybear.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/teddybear.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;*i just wanna be a kid who gets soft toys on children's day*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115971419535662014?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115949648270590793</id><published>2006-09-29T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T10:24:30.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to blog again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;if only we could blog on the go, anytime anywhere when a thought strikes. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking a lot about varied stuff lately, random scattered thoughts that quickly fade by the minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just msg yujian at 12 last night abt some smux nomination stuff tt struck me suddenly as i laid in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random ridiculous ideas that pop in and out when in the shower, on the bus, walking in the streets. isn't there some technology tt can be imbedded in the head to take photographic shots of the brain wave then easily siphoned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;onto the comp? or maybe i'm the few kind of scatterbrains that exist so there's no need to bother coming up with tt technology? ah well, kicking the habit of drinking and late nights..apparently both contributes to memory loss but nt much improvement yet. shall be a lil more patient and wait on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways back to memory.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just found this really cool innovation, which sorta answered my npd dollars blog question of retaining memories digitally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Digital Remains &lt;a href="http://www.michelegauler.net/#scenarios"&gt;http://www.michelegauler.net/#scenarios&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well it's cool, but nonetheless, lil momentos still give a different feeling in triggering memories i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you still remember us when it's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;are we just a fading image in your mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we just sav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ed images in My Pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;are we just little momentos that lay in a forgotten attic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maybe we're that whisper in the library we mugged together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maybe we're that laughter when we crack lame jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maybe we're the backs we lean on when we chill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;maybe we're just the belief who'll always be there to cheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/heart%20of%20gold%20%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 72px; height: 98px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/heart%20of%20gold%20%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;heart of gold by Dax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember.when.it's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115949648270590793?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115949648270590793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115949648270590793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115949648270590793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115949648270590793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-blog-again.html' title='to blog again'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115816315553039178</id><published>2006-09-13T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:59:15.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you believe in love at first sight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a friend asked. i do. that tingling feeling that warms from within. in that moment, you know. you both know.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad you've found it my friend. cos not many people chance upon it. at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; least not the chance to experience it, believe it and fall in love with it. cherish it. every moment of it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee..somehow once again you've become my hope. that there's really something worth waiting for. that true love is close by. that unexpected moment when everything you believe in is right, is true.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dude. god bless. and keep that smile going. here's a pic specially chosen for you *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-you-believe-in-love-at-first-sight.html' title='do you believe in love at first sight?'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115815008348225603</id><published>2006-09-13T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:21:23.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;am i a perfectionist? is it wrong to just wanna deliver the best that you can? there's so many things in life that i knew i could have done better if i'd just put in that extra effort. to think. to reflect. to compare. to just do it. but why do i always feel deterred? at the end of the day i'm the devil. the fussypot. i know that i'm probably at fault too, being unable to communicate my expectations well, resulting in unnecessary frustration. damn it but can't people expect a little more outta themselves? it's tiring to keep explaining every step of the way. i'd rather do it on my own. that's why i'm in school still whilst all the others are gone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115815008348225603?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115815008348225603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115815008348225603' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in strategy class now, poor mr. nice guy kimchi prof is babbli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ng away as i blog about food. thinking of the wantons from sunshine plaza..8 for $2..*tummy rumbles*..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the krispy thin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the golden sheen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that melts upon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sensual munch.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmm~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..drooling in class already. shall start to concentrate for the last 5 min. drools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115805217505571580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/09/huunnggeerrreee.html' title='huunnggeerrreee'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115794552788873755</id><published>2006-09-11T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T11:33:32.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food glorious food!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it funny how being in uni now, friends from school seldom hang out after meetings, come out to study together, go gym together, just do non-academically required stuff together. I guess these sort of start after year 1, when you find a group of friends to hang out, and just stick to the group, try to do project with them, and spend time in between with them, such that all the other people you meet from then on are just acquaintances. just people you have regular weekday meetings in gsr with, chop chop finish it in 1 hour and head home or hurry off to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; meet your friends. Maybe it's just the course requirments that never made it necessary to establish better ties with these mates that we don't really put in the effort to know them better. or maybe i'm just being a practical anti-social highly selective individual.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"supper" with jaq and meimei was fun and full-feeling. hee. rochor tau hway at 10. sugar cane juice with lemon + grilled wings at 11. N.E.W.ton circus is open!! hee looks like adam road hawker just 5 time larger, more stargazing space and fresh night air which makes it a really nice supper chill out spot. somehow the food taste much better than before, though it's probably cos i had two newton experts with me, somehow i still believe it's the company which made everything so enjoyable. talked about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; exchange, about the project (the whole supper thing was actually initiated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; our project), about food places..hee yeah just like friends..neat~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;met up with uncle yew sen after..had some interllectual talk (sort of..pre-nobel prize-ish discussion) about how do you form an image when you're blind, about granny's symptoms (it's nice to know docs-to-be, you get some medical advice without paying consultation *hee*), about our friends from JC/JC times, about his balding woes..and amzing with all this conversation going on, we got to finish our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; chapters too~ see, that's what i'm talking about..just chilling out n mugging together outside school, those JC days at 6th ave. venezia and KAP seems to be fading fast as age catches up..but well, it's still good to know that the pals from back then are still as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle's still the ever gentlemanly boyfriend who'd pamper the girl at his expense. 2am shopping at cold storage for fresh foods including $2.55 box of prob 20g basil, followed by a 5am drive to her place, before cabbing to the airport by 6.30am to pick her up with her luggages (they can't fit his convertible), then hitting the hospital by 8am. there really should be some awards for boyfriends of this calibre. ;p role model for the other dudes out there *hint* hee~ ;p&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heading to school soon for another round of food-ing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; project. hee~ work has never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; more fun or full-feeling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/collage4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~mindmages~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115794552788873755?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115794552788873755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115794552788873755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115794552788873755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115794552788873755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/09/food-glorious-food.html' title='food glorious food!'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115742518900000549</id><published>2006-09-05T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T11:00:57.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roddick vs. Pong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to all amex, tennis and pong fans..roddick vs. pong showdown =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="object-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UfGpt-0ncc"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UfGpt-0ncc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed src&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115686111635609928</id><published>2006-08-29T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:20:51.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing cars by snow patrol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;We'll do it all  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Everything  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;On our own  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;We don't need  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Anything  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Or anyone  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;If I lay here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;If I just lay here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I don't quite know  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;How to say  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;How I feel  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Those three words  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Are said too much  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;They're not enough  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;If I lay here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;If I just lay here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Forget what we're told  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Before we get too old  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Let's waste time  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Chasing cars  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Around our heads  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I need your grace  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;To remind me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;To find my own  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;If I lay here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;If I just lay here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Forget what we're told  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Before we get too old  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;All that I am  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;All that I ever was  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I don't know where  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Confused about how as well  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;If I lay here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;If I just lay here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115686111635609928?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115686111635609928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115686111635609928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115686111635609928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115686111635609928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/08/chasing-cars-by-snow-patrol.html' title='chasing cars by snow patrol'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115685792355988099</id><published>2006-08-29T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:25:24.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to a better place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;belief is a funny thing. no matter how you can try denying its existence or influence. it gets you. somehow. gran's still in hospital. didn't see her today cos still feeling kinda sick from yesterday's full day there. now, i'm not even sure if i wanna visit tom now that dad told me abt the prediction that sat might be the last day. word of a medium. the medium they've always relied on. for them to seek a source of comfort from. and for grans too. i don't know what to make of it. do i believe too? does it matter? somehow it does, cos it's finally put me to work on the photo collage project i've put off for qt a while, and yet at the same time i don't really wish to visit the hospital again, to look at her after knowing the ...possible eventual truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;days are running out. and in some ways i really think it's good for her. it's all she's wanted for a long time already. and she's going to a better place. but in some selfish ways i wish it wasn't now. that it was earlier when i'm not around. or later when it just takes us all by surprise. maybe cos then i'll have the excuse to be too numb to&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; respond. and just be glad she's found a better place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;perhaps it's all bs. now i'm not even sure to hope that or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115685792355988099?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115685792355988099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115685792355988099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115685792355988099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115685792355988099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-better-place.html' title='to a better place'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115669270378424330</id><published>2006-08-27T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:31:45.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decibel driven instanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st week of school just came and gone..cant believe my initial drive to enter mugger-hood quickly dissolved within 24hrs of boldly declaring it to joel *sheepish* and fell back to the laziness, resulting in succumbing to the temptation of skipping 1st EBC class *sorely regretted when melvin told me how engaging ben chan was*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyhows bounced back on Thursday again with IB and strategy and hit the lows on friday again missing 2 classes..in between helped out with smux n looking after grans..those 2 days really made me realised how much i don't wanna be back here, but have to..like a reality i keep trying to run away from but have to face eventually. now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;fortunately there're still random moments of peace amongst the constant chatter, droons and noise. thank god for these moments instanity is still kept at bay, as i learn to laugh off the fuss, the silliness, well generally the crazy pace people around here try to live up to..or maybe even out-live them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2nd week's starting in 2 hrs..looking forward to ith with mixed emotions..well another challenge..another adventure maybe~ watershock's the coming weekend..kinda excited cos of the activities...;p planning a cheong-ing session with my girl-cousins..*a weird kinda cool* ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115669270378424330?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115669270378424330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115669270378424330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115669270378424330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115669270378424330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/08/decibel-driven-instanity.html' title='decibel driven instanity'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115489422334113267</id><published>2006-08-07T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T03:57:47.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post exchange blues *freak*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4th day back in sunny old sg [way too sunny maybe?] still trying to aclimatise to the weather, surroundings, sounds, people. well missing the travelling life is part and parcel of this period i guess, that aside, it's probably more of the jumping straight back into the lives of my friends that makes it all the more..erm intentional and unnatural thus weird? it's funny how i never had such a problem..even after extended period of absence when we're in singapore, we seem to always be able to pick up right where we left off..but now..i actually sense that i have to make an extra effort to do so..just a lil..but enough to make me wonder if library level 4 will ever be home to me again. everyone says it's easy, i'm just freaking myself out. i hope so. really..? i think i hafta spend some time "touching my heart and ask myself".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that aside, internship woes are really starting to escalate as i realised what a precarious position my travelling and idling have gotten myself into. *freak* just 1 year left, no impressive grades nor job experience to brag about. how? *freak*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115489422334113267?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115489422334113267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115489422334113267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115489422334113267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115489422334113267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/08/post-exchange-blues-freak.html' title='post exchange blues *freak*'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115447617437856783</id><published>2006-08-02T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T07:57:20.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last night in oestrich</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i walked away&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;into the cold&lt;br /&gt;with a lonely shadow&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;i cry&lt;br /&gt;silently&lt;br /&gt;i can't love&lt;br /&gt;a person&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;i can't numb&lt;br /&gt;and just let pleasure fill me&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's cold tonight&lt;br /&gt;as tears stream my face&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;why why&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;i can't numb myself&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;farewell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this dream is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it comes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;farewell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115447617437856783?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115438653768437788</id><published>2006-08-01T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:05:35.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TwoMonthsInOneDay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haa ok..decided to finally do some decent updating of my blog again..well..so here goes another series of boring factual (as far as i rem correctly) updates..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;france -&gt; oestrich winkel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;benito picked me up form the station..poor dear looked totally shagged out from almost 10 hours of meeting..well, we all still made it for barto that night..my last one..and only the frenchies were there..i'm not complaining..but just miss the others too..well..plus the right frenchie wasn't there *bleahz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oestrich winkel -&gt; innsbruck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nutting too exciting just the fact that i stood at the train exit for 5 min and watched the train stop at my station.pause.and left for the next station. [pls don't laugh too hard..it's frigging 3a.m. in the morning n i just traveled nonstop from 7am day before] thank god it wasn't heading to another godforsaken land. managed to meet the rest and hit snowboarding haven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_3625.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;met the nicest family in innsbruck. super warm dudes and mom. great cook. au naturale food. Indescribable coziness. a new definition to making guests feel at home. i felt more at home than in my own bed at home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;innsbruck -&gt; benelux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was o.k. belgium was o.k. somehow the chocs are kinda overrated, but i bought some (a lil' more than some) anyways. i'm a cheap ass. ;p luxemburg pretty day trip place, maybe cos we didn't manage to travel out of the main city. only thrill there was losing my relatively unused eurail pass in quick (fastfood restaurant). lost-and-found. *whew* i shall not be greedy again and ppl at quick (at least that outlet) are honest. amsterdam. could have been better. with all the temptation of the 3 vices there, only did one..not exactly accomplished..missed heineken experience and enviously watch pq and rq sway in the silly video. [&lt;em&gt;you should get them to air it&lt;/em&gt; ;p] visit to the fishing village was nice, at least something different and fresh air ;p watched marc stone then k-o for 1 hour at our dorm. tt was pretty funny ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;benelux -&gt; stockholm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pq great search. for chocolates and shoes and clothes. hee well..what new right? ;p spotted a pretty "pause" logo. digs up fond memories of LTB. &lt;em&gt;if i could turn back time&lt;/em&gt;..i wish.well stockholm was pretty enuff on it's own so didn't do too much sightseeing..just the castle and a lot of the shopping street. lotsa cooking for dinner, for lunch..even convinced the hostel dudes they should get sg wives. funny mexicans ;p well rq did do the the dishes so kinda squares things out. ;p caught opening match at the hostel. oh yeah, do NOT ever go for a 40 bed dorm. they DO mean 40 bed dorm. don't be a cheap ass like me. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stockholm -&gt; copenhagen -&gt; oestrich winkel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well copen..pretty much bumming as my last entries..but nice..hee saw the &lt;strong&gt;filthiest&lt;/strong&gt; kitchen but lived through it w/o major conflicts with the digestive tract. met chris's and pq's nice rommies (who i suspect contributed to the mess). well at least the guys were decent enough to warn me beforehand. ;p watch poland lose to germany. pity. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/copen%20pan%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/copen%20pan%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;caught up with ben in oestrich. sent off my first 20kg, kisses to sebs for helping though it probably took away all residual energy he had that afternoon. pang seh-ed him for frenchies' dinner gathering (which &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; was there *darn*pouts*). but had a great meal with ben just chilling out and chatting sg style. well if only we had all soent more time like tt i'd probably have really cried when i left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oestrich winkel -&gt; stuggart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;visited jessie, got a taste of typical german family life. i think. a very christian one too. she gave me a little bible at the end of it. it's still tucked away somewhere. not now. can't read it now. but it kinda came back and probably will come back to haunt me again. did some sightseeing, not much, but the castle tour at ludwigsburg was cool and sad. &lt;strong&gt;royal marriages were all backed by politics and wealth.&lt;/strong&gt; shattered. cheers to happily ever after. between the king and his mistresses. oh well maybe that's why they're all fairy&lt;em&gt;tales&lt;/em&gt; and never reality tv. caught the spanish fever there. wasn't a spanish fan yet, so missed the match, but spain won anyways..that's how torres came into the picture. sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_4954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_4954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_4909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_4909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/lugwigburg%20gardens.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 53px" height="64" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/lugwigburg%20gardens.0.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stuggart -&gt; switzerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_5138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" height="251" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_5138.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mer-me(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_5221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_5221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kungfu fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/la%20saleve%20pan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/la%20saleve%20pan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;recipe for adventure trip. throw two excited girls together. haha most un expected but this was the trip with most outdoor-sy stuff all with EJ, hiking up tt french mountain. twice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;canyoning. cruise ride. nature nice nature nice nature nice. definitely one of the best places to be. esp interlaken. to just be there and breath is a blessing of its own. musical fountain on the last night in luzern (plus cheap skate kopping of freebies from carnival booths) really wrapped things up nicely. ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_5508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_5508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;switzerland -&gt; italy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the sudden weather change fr cool balmy mountain breeze to f***ing bustling burning city. didn't enjoy italy too much. it had it's good points -- portugal won! (&lt;em&gt;but my dear was sent off crying *hugs*&lt;/em&gt;), best gelatos (&lt;em&gt;thanks to EJ&lt;/em&gt;), best aglio olio (&lt;em&gt;cheers to EJ once more&lt;/em&gt;), nice florence night strolls (&lt;em&gt;on all 3 nights&lt;/em&gt;), pretty campsite at rome [portugal won again!! *whee*] ok..i guess only venice..wasn't tt fantastic..spain lost*sobs* plus overrated romanticism which could only be possible at the expense of you wallet and if only people could be erased away with a artist's brush. like the pretty colored buildings at times thou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_5892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_5892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Coloseum2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Coloseum2.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_6200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_6200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hot italian babe n bouncer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;italy -&gt; spain&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spain..hm could be better..had lotsa fun..amazing shopping addiction there [sales..sales and more sales] [i'm still a girl after all ;p] had shot hots at good food (&lt;em&gt;pinxos, cod filet, sangria&lt;/em&gt;) and did enough party to lose myself halfway [thanks FK for coming back for me ;p] well i guess i was expecting more from spain than anywhere else, cos it's spain..n i really like the spanish culture and all its chaos..but well wasn't too chaotic..even pamplona was pretty manageable..hee..think of the trip in spain..probably bilbao and granada was the best..bilbao for it's food and ppl, granada for its sights and the bus trip there..endless dry arid land dotted by random whitewashed houses with richly painted doors of blue, red and green. muy bien. spent the most on the trip too though..hm..mayb about 700eurin 10days? well i kinda feel bad about having to watch my money still..with half a month left in europe still i kinda have to..but it's fk's final trip too..sigh..i hope he had fun though..at least we met some decent chicks right dude? ;p and..we didn't get anything stolen! ;p hee ok gotta congratulate ourselves cos almost everyone we know who made a trip there had a story to share..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;portugal lost to germany. france lost to italy. &lt;em&gt;blah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spain -&gt; frankfurt -&gt; budapest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;36 hours by bus to frankfurt was no joke..but it was amazing tolerable..though someone got their food bag and camera stolen whilst sleeping..i got bitten on the left foot by the unknown insect again and had my foot swollen and pus-ing for the entire journey..met a 3yr old kid tt spoke german and spanish depending on which parent he's speaking to..a artist who painted just the bust or clothes of ppl and got one of her paintings sold..discovered 10 different ways to sleep on a bus..well..yeap kinda ocupied myself with qt a bit and 36 hours went by pretty quickly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;met up with ansie in frankfurt..nice lil sleeping pad just 10min from the ity center..kitchen bathroom..working desk..bedroom all in one place..just about maybe 16 sq metres? hee kinda like a mini studio apartment..;p met up with her friends..supposed to do some historical sightseeing but ended up eating n drinking and talking abt catholism etc. haha it's amazing how these religious topics keep coming up..it even feels like it's some sort of a sign..but once again i ignore it..the end may be near but i'm just not ready to make up my mind about it yet. ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but later tt evening, had a more girly talk with ansie. about sex and society. like how so different it is in europe, s.africa and singapore..well issues are pretty much the same..but i guess it's really the kinda influence we have from our family and all that results in different expectations and attitudes towards it. pre, during and post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well after ansie left i headed back to oestrich for a couple more days..bunked at rudi's place..really nice house of ten..maybe i should have just accepted the offer n learnt cycling would probably have had gotten closer to more of them..the 4km walk from his place to sch..well wasn't appealing at first..but totally worth it..it was almost like traveling..just seeing the sights..watching the pearly green grapes hang off the vines..just tempting you to pluck one and squeeze..beautiful. i could just live here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;took a mitfahren [still don't know what it means] to budapest, met a whole bunch of hugarians (&lt;em&gt;seven, one of which is my hungarian giant Zsolt&lt;/em&gt;) and a german. 12 hrs drive to budapest, pretty fun ride, it was Viktor's (&lt;em&gt;the driver&lt;/em&gt;) birthday and we popped 2 sekts at midnight. he's a nice dude but pity only a lil english. n me a lil german..hee so kinda only managed to communicate with zsolt's help. hee didn't even understand his sms beyond "you are sweet..." ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;met up with cora and sara at the turkish baths. nice. did some silly semi-swimming-drifting in the whirlpool, aquaaerobics, and sauna. s-h-i-o-k. from 50 deg (&lt;em&gt;it felt like tt&lt;/em&gt;) to 16 deg cold pool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;omg. kinda placed me in the perfect lazing mood. tried poppy desert later and a peppers dish by sara at her bf's place. did sightseeing on my own the next day..flea market..central market (&lt;em&gt;hungary food is yummy&lt;/em&gt;)..tourist street..old bridge..buda palace..well highlight was actually the hungarian "bbq" at the end. gullash cooked in a cauldron over firewood(&lt;em&gt;hungarian food is &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; yummy&lt;/em&gt;). met up with Zsolt's friends edina, fatzo and his wife..ok i'm terrible with names..;p but really enjoyed the evening just chatting and trying different foods and drinks..hee zsolt ended up sleeping at the table and kinda a sign tt we (&lt;em&gt;at least me&lt;/em&gt;) should grab some shut eye before getting up 4 hours later to catch my bus. well was a short trip. too short. but at least it'll always retain it's attraction, cos there's still so much more i wanna see there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;budapest -&gt; vienna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;finally did a really nice couchsurfing experience (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first one was in france, family lady; second in bilbao, funky american gal, but kena blacklisted by her landlady 2 days before we arrived)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Flora, wasn't as eccentric as she claims she is and really open to introduce me to her friends and her life. we met up with her friends or sis practically everynight and did diff stuffs like movie watching, supporting a DJ friend at a bar..well it was the simple things of her life i saw that kinda made me realised that life's as boring as you not want to make things happen and is as fun filled as you want it to be. yeap thanks babe! for showing how to live life =) hee and also for that austrian 2cent *sweet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vienna -&gt; prague&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115438653768437788?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115438653768437788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115438653768437788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115438653768437788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115438653768437788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/08/twomonthsinoneday.html' title='TwoMonthsInOneDay'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115438358115970113</id><published>2006-08-01T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T06:06:21.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>instant boyfriend mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well last trip back from Frankfurt to Oestrich kinda got me into the reflective mooood..thought about the Instant Boyfriend Mix cora n i was dreaming of in prague..hee kinda came up with some nonsense (after a glass of apparently strong rose), so pardon the crap ok? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instant Boyfriend Mix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 night of partying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 set of nice party clothes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tequila shots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Varied selection of alcohol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 set of sexy dance moves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;naked inhibition&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blend it together in a span of 4 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hee ok maybe "Instant Toyboy Mix" would be more relevant here..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;===============================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;looking back..2.5 months of travelling reeally ain't much..what i took away from it? it's still pretty hard to say..but one thing's for sure..it kinda reminded me how everything was really within my means..joy and sadness, excitement and boredom, independency and reliance..hee i pretty much went through all phrases of it depending on my mood..a dangerous, profound and bewildering thing..and now..i just really wish someone will be there with me..probably thus the yearning of an instant bf mix (ibm? ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the road home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a long dark one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the silent breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;carass my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i shudder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;midway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your fingertips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a silent walk home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;footsteps echo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos you're there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you read my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my heart alike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to kiss my cheeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to hold me close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and melt my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;perhaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you are the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well nt very inspirational piece..think the alcohol's worn off..kinda forgot the aching yearning feeling again..hee maybe cora can help tian2 bu3 the missing parts we talked/fantasized about *hee* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;think all these thoughts are surfacing time and again..especially now with the return approaching..having super mixed thoughts..i'm looking forward to the routine..somewhat..but is the routine still there? or is it gonna be just a faint shadow of the past? ben says it'll be all back to normal in a couple of days..will it? maybe i should have a back up plan if it doesn't..at least it'll distract disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've come to a crossroad now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;walking from 22 years of familiar sg soil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and 6 months of unpredictable fate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have to choose now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to return to where i was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with possibly unfulfiled expectations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to walk the path of inconsistency&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sort of tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna lean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on someone to decide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but no one's there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have to decide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... ... .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115438358115970113?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115438358115970113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115438358115970113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115438358115970113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115438358115970113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/08/instant-boyfriend-mix.html' title='instant boyfriend mix'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115020237566215733</id><published>2006-06-13T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:43:06.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumming in copenhagen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's now 1.17pm here..i'm munching on pearly's leftover Guld Korn..surfing the net on christine's lappy practically cleared all my mails n to-do list..officially my 3rd day in copen and i've still not even gone to the city..hahaz think the travelling have really gotten to me this time..i wonder if i might really just pass copen like that..but i think i'll at least go by tivoli and get that personalised bear for my granny's bday..*cute*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the promised blog entry..of the last..*omg* &lt;strong&gt;28 days on the road&lt;/strong&gt;..haha ok longest time i've been goin non-stop so lemme just brag abt it can..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..first up..france..&lt;strong&gt;marseilles&lt;/strong&gt;-&gt;bordeaux-&gt;paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first shot at couchsurfing *maybe y last too cos of the world cup =* well didn't go too well at first..had to walk 2km with my darn bags cos i forgot the bus number to take..and when i got there 15 min later than the meeting time Margit wasn't there already..plus i didn't have her number..no internet nearby just fantastic weather, the nice sea breeze n babes zooming by me in their tank tops n blades, whilst i watch them with 20 kg of luggage n an increasing desperate look..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up chancing upon some nice french dudes who pointed me to a hostel another 1km away..haha ok lars nt too lang bei after tt when i managed to contact margit n the next few days went by like the southern summer breeze..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2934.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2866.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_2866.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3149.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2789.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_2789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2934.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_2934.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pretty vespa spotted during shopping spree in the city; shots at frioul islands, where i happily got sunburnt; colorful boats found along the coast of marseille during a 3km stroll back to the house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next stop..&lt;strong&gt;bordeaux&lt;/strong&gt;..pity didn't even do a wine tour there..cos i extended my stay at marseille..but well it was worth it..anyways a wine-holic like me will be back..sometime..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Place%20de%20la%20Borse.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/Place%20de%20la%20Borse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i kinda did all the walking paths for the city on the first day..which was a sunday..the good thing was there wasn't much of a tourist crowd around..well the down side was there wasn't even anything that's around..*ack* so didn't managed to interact much with the locals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3329.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="127" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3329.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3330.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="122" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3330.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;think the most impressive..rather mind provoking was the architectural museum..*supposed to be* which explored different forms of expression..through time freeze videos..fashion for woman's rights..love nest designs..portrait photography..was intriguing n yet at the same time not too abstract for a regular mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 days later..&lt;strong&gt;Paris&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha ok same thing..think paris wasn't fantastic..but the stay day was perfect..cos of Lara's family..*i love you girl!!* hee with a home like that i swear i wanna go home everyday n just f* travelling man..;p *hee no offense meant mummy!!* but it was really cosy and warm..both the furnishing and the people too! hee picked up some simple french phrases from maud, lara's 14yr old sis who cooked curry chicken for me..hee simply amazing how hospitable they were..sigh..really missing them too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3615.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3593.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maud and lara's mum~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well compared to the last time..the weather was more forgiving..not so freezing..i was actually able to survive a day in shorts *though it wasn't too pleasant* but somehow..i guess the lack of winter frostiness kinda took away the romantic feeling where couples huddle together in the winter winds..oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3467.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3543.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3592.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;met up with marc and gerald the last 2 days in paris and did some general strolling around..just passing time..so didn't managed to cover most of the places again like the eiffel n all..well wasn't too much into the museums..so only did george pompidou a trip down LA's art scene and lourve..yeap all the famous paintings and all.it's undeniable worth a visit..but NOT for their mona lisa..totally over-rated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a must see thou..is &lt;strong&gt;Mont Martre&lt;/strong&gt;..fantastic views of the city and nice chill out spots..it's on the way to moulin rouge too..another overrated place..but interesting history to check out just outside it's doors..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3392.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_3411.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;views from the Mont Martre Basilique&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok..abt all for now..shall head out n catch some rays n good shots..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hej hej~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115020237566215733?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115020237566215733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115020237566215733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115020237566215733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115020237566215733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/06/bumming-in-copenhagen.html' title='bumming in copenhagen'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-115001972658718240</id><published>2006-06-11T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:55:27.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from place to place i seek a home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;finally got to copen this morning 8am..frigging tired after a &lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; hour bus ride from stockholm..not sure if it was just the ride..or the irritating group of passengers who snored throughout the night and talked the rest of the time till dawn..=s wanted to tell them to &lt;em&gt;s-h-u-d-d-u-p&lt;/em&gt; and be a tad bit more considerate given they already had their airtime last night snoring..but nah can't muster the courage still..&lt;em&gt;hum ji&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hee tt aside..travellings be really fun with christine, pearly and rongquan..hee actually had silly moments..funny moments..tense moments..nostalgic moments here and there..lotsa nice lil' moments tt contributed to the whole experience..hm..kinda sad that it's all ending soon and i'll be off travelling on my own again..well no doubt the plus is tt it'llbe easier to meet new ppl too..hee nice new stories to hear..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;much to share but too tired now to relive them..will post another later..meanwhile..hope the pics will suffice~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here's the link to a new video staring christine n me the snow angel makers &lt;em&gt;wannabe&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bolt.com/forgottenz/video/1237529"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Make Me a Snow Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-115001972658718240?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/115001972658718240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=115001972658718240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115001972658718240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/115001972658718240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/06/from-place-to-place-i-seek-home.html' title='from place to place i seek a home'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114746923918357750</id><published>2006-05-13T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T05:27:19.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting the hours..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's a funny feeling that the term's finally came to an end yesterday. Well, there was a certain degree of relief and happiness, a tinge of awkwardness as well that school's over..maybe a typical sense of loss of some sort of regularity and responsibility of being a student..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess the one thing that stuck me most was how little i actually knew my friends after this term. saying it's superficial seems to hint negativities..but to a certain extent i pretty much spent my time here with them..spent..just watch time go by as we get acquainted. just acquainted. well somehow in the last 2 weeks, seem to get to know more of them better than the time spent in the last 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the fear of something coming to an end without you taking away something precious from the experience. maybe it's the sudden realisation of what a blind soul i've been to enjoy the simple pleasures of having company. I think i'm really gonna regret leaving OW this tuesday..gonna be a quiet departure..which givers it some solemness to my stay here..been pretty much living in my own world..daydreaming..hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, holiday's over..time to start living life again~ i'll still miss ya folks..will keep our experiences close to heart always..really do hope we can meet again. somehow. someday. it's a small world after all right? ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2356%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_2356%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-114746923918357750?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114746923918357750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114746923918357750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114746923918357750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114746923918357750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/05/counting-hours.html' title='Counting the hours..'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114712782898474043</id><published>2006-05-09T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T07:14:20.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PartyTime@Snoozeville</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;finally posted new pics and vid today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://viviendomissuenos.shutterfly.com"&gt;http://viviendomissuenos.shutterfly.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bolt.com/forgottenz/video/905312"&gt;http://www.bolt.com/forgottenz/video/905312&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hee maybe cos it's already the last week here in Oestrich Winkel, just wanna rem the fantabulous last 3 days i had..hm..maybe make that 4 thou Sunday wasn't exactly as exciting as the other 3 days, but still fulfillin' nonetheless..nice and sunny chill out day..bummed in and pigged on every possible german-american junkies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to sum it all up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thurs: Salsa night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fri: Beach and BBQ night *&lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;* gonna get pics from the rest soon =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sat: Kathoy Lovers nite..when the studs looked positively sizzling hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_2312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_2308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_2293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_2290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hee didn't realise i could actually love partying so much again..i mean, i haven't exactly been the fun-est tauschie around..hee thought i was too old for all that partying with the young punks and all..but turned out..i really kinda missed dancing..and of course drinking..but more of the fun from dancing silly with your pals and all ;p esp with the spinning ard after the party..*&lt;em&gt;mental note: definitely need to lose weight cos gene almost fell when trying to spin me =s&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bottomline..it kinda reminded me alot of the times back in sg..haa either jane trying to put her PowerArms to action, or joel trying to satisfy his ego *&lt;em&gt;hee&lt;/em&gt;* or just the battle sessions during d2d in the sea..all those fun childish moments. so maybe i'm really still just a kid inside *&lt;em&gt;grinz&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;new updates on my timetable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/May%20schedule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/May%20schedule.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/June%20schedule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/June%20schedule.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/July%20schedule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/July%20schedule.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tata for now~ adios!&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/20433723-114712782898474043?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114712782898474043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114712782898474043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114712782898474043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114712782898474043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/05/partytimesnoozeville.html' title='PartyTime@Snoozeville'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114633626687586814</id><published>2006-04-30T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T02:44:27.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*always look on the bright side of life*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha ok..after venting my frustrations on the last one..and thanks to Joel for letting me scream abt the jerks ove MSN..i can finally settle down n blog a lil' more abt travel plans after the 15th..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm meeting pearly again!! *haha tt sounded totally les*don't freak out girl..i just miss having you around..hee and the laughter..and the abs that'll result from the laughing*&lt;em&gt;grinz&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..here's our tentative plans..currently only PQ, RQ and Christine is on board the trip..any other takers??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th to 28th: Bavaria alps or Innsbruck for Snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;28th to 30th May: Luxemburg&lt;br /&gt;30th May to 3rd June: Belgium&lt;br /&gt;3rd to 5th June: Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELP needed&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Ski and snowboarding experts..any recommendations to ski during end May? *i need to get some adrenaline rush soon*&lt;br /&gt;&gt;heard the hostels in Amsterdam are really screwed up, any decent recommendations or warnings?? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile..still contemplating what to do for the 12 days before i meet them..any suggestions?? ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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life*'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114633460549306687</id><published>2006-04-30T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T02:18:19.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dudes out there grow up~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok the title's not supposed to sound that pissed..&lt;br /&gt;1. cos boys will be boys&lt;br /&gt;2. i'm flying off in 15 days&lt;br /&gt;3. should have expected it..&lt;br /&gt;but still it's frigging irritating when u become one of the topics of conversation..especially it's not in anyway flattering nor positive..i means, yeah it's probably just idle talk, but still it's irritating to know that ppl are making a joke out of ur actions..esp when u're drunk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm can't figure if i'm more pissed that they're being so blatent abt the gossip or that those i least expected to blabber about stuff where the culprits. i mean, come on dudes, &lt;strong&gt;g-r-o-w u-p&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..and i thought the dudes here would be cooler about such stuff..guess not..guys are guys alike..they'll nvr understand why u should nvr kiss and tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things will pass soon..so thank you folks for making the last few days so &lt;em&gt;memorable&lt;/em&gt;, totally &lt;em&gt;appreciate&lt;/em&gt; the lesson learnt. farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*disclaimer: all above were written in an extremely agitated state of mind that's trying its best to keep the msg free of F**K. apologies for any irrationality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-114633460549306687?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114633460549306687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114633460549306687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114633460549306687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114633460549306687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/04/dudes-out-there-grow-up.html' title='dudes out there grow up~'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114434140931060969</id><published>2006-04-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:31:49.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polenski Adventures III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha got back and realised that i had a post in the drafts for almost 2 weeks..can't really recall what else i wanted to post then..but heck..here's what's on the draft..mayb u guys can help me figure? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more addition related to the theme..kids and graffiti.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he's a sweetheart..hee no editing or little gimmicks to made him pose wor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_2136.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_2136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hee supposed to be a mini-collage of all the stencils i found..ended up with me obsessed with the bunny..*it must be easter*..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's weird looking back and trying to blog everything that has passed 1 week ago..but i guess probably the key to it is kinda like a reflection process where you're made to look back and think through whatever has happened as you blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee having said that..hee i'm still gonna write this as a random commentary of stuff that has happened..heez some how reflections seem to come little to me these days...hee will try to seek that part of me back soon..heez..meanwhile..some foto-gift for my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for chel..sugar mummy..and all my kid-loving pals ;p aint she pretty..hee but tt come along with a lil fiery attitude.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20261.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20261.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20269.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for marc..or rather his friend..hee some sorta underground ard..what's it called again?? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20089.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" height="82" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20089.jpg" width="103" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20145.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="95" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20145.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-114434140931060969?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114434140931060969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114434140931060969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114434140931060969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114434140931060969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/04/polenski-adventures-iii.html' title='Polenski Adventures III'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114425957769667895</id><published>2006-04-06T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T01:52:57.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polenski adventures part II</title><content type='html'>second day quite uneventful..hee just went to Wie-something-ka..haha the Salt Mines near Krakow..it was HUGE..well we had no warning and didn't realise how far we've been walking until we got back to the minibus like 4 hours later and felt our feet hurting like crazy..hee kinda skipped the 2 hours of sight-seeing of Krakow and settled for pesto and hot choc for tea..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the halls &lt;strong&gt;within&lt;/strong&gt; the mine.. check out the salt crystals growing around the pipe leading to the salt well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20107%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20107%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20105%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20105%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here the final few curious souls..or rather tourists who really wanna make their money worthwhile..thus survived through the additional 1 hours of walking on out already aching legs.. thank god our guide was the funny-and-composed sort..which made his jokes doubly funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20126%20(Large).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20126%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after tea was the nice long journey up to Zakopane..the winter ski town of Poland..and guess what..we're going in regular street wear!! hahaz felt so silly for that..and doubly silly the next day when it turned out to be a fantastic day for skiing..only -1 on the slope, bright and sunny, and not a fog in sight!! &lt;em&gt;*froze my toes off walking up thou..silly me wore thin walking/shopping shoes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20169.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20169.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20226.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20226.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zakopane was great..pity we wer always hungry at the wrong moment so settled for all the wrong food..read: pizza! hahaz how polish..;p but the place more than made up for anything..thanks to Leszek's dad..hee we put up at his guesthouse..just 60zlts..not exactly cheap by quite a deal for 2 ppl a room ensuite..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from outside our window..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/zakopane%20guesthouse.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/zakopane%20guesthouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from the top..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/view%20from%20zakopane1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/view%20from%20zakopane1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; ok..need to break again..hee dinner time~ shall continue tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20126%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-114425957769667895?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114425957769667895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114425957769667895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114425957769667895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114425957769667895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/04/polenski-adventures-part-ii.html' title='Polenski adventures part II'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114362337359750647</id><published>2006-03-29T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T00:36:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polski Adventures~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mummy please don't flip if you read this but as you know i'm already safe and sound in warsaw with cora~ ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well kinda started my pre-poland adventure even before jetting off from Frankfurt Hahn contributed by multiple reasons which miraciously happened to the same unfortunate soul on the same day..&lt;br /&gt;1. heavy downpour after 3 days of sunshine..&lt;br /&gt;2. vague location of bus stand&lt;br /&gt;3. inconspicuous backpack hidden behind kids in the bus stand&lt;br /&gt;4. no one speaks english&lt;br /&gt;5. bus only arrives every 5 hours in ulu town&lt;br /&gt;6. no idea where ulu airport is&lt;br /&gt;7. not enough gas in the car&lt;br /&gt;8. no credits left in handphone&lt;br /&gt;9. german-only website to top up my card&lt;br /&gt;10. no password to access profile&lt;br /&gt;last but not least..&lt;br /&gt;11. the damned computer can only open &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; window a time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;===============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haa..finally got into the mood of posting (above) whilst I was in Warsaw like 6 days ago..when the connection kinda failed on me..hee once again Murphy's doing this thing..so anyways being the lazy blogger as always..shall let the pics do the talking~ ;p and just add some captions here and there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice Dominika helped me figure ard at the ulu katowice airport..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got a shuttle to Krakow..crumbly van with a jolly driver who turned out to know Leszek too! finally got to the main bus station 2 hours later..but had to figure a way to DizzyDaisies hostel..*hee* cute ditsy name..;p..alas..ran out of small change and had to wait for maresa to pick me up after her shower..;p thanks babe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cora came up to meet us the next morning..poor dear had to crawl to the freezing train station at 6am! &lt;strong&gt;Gen-kueh-eh girl!!!&lt;/strong&gt; hee pic taken on the next day and she still looks so tired..;p the other pic's of us before Auschwitz..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip to Auschwitz kinda made me realise how ignorant ppl can be..how possibly skewed our perceptions mayb be simply based on the kind of information we gather or are allowed to gather/exposed to..it's amazing how such cruelty and atrocities can be so well concealed that even the victims themselves could fall for it..or maybe they didn't have a choice..cos their fate's sealed even before they knew it..months before..but..I probably still don't understand enough to comment much..to understand why and all..so..maybe later after I finish &lt;em&gt;Mein Kampf&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/auschwitz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/auschwitz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walls of Auschwitz, "&lt;em&gt;Arbeit Macht Frei&lt;/em&gt;", where work makes freedom, the beautiful lie that greeted the Jews on this death track..a death trap maybe? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/Picture%20040.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..maybe cos the whole tour kinda killed out appetites for 6 hours..we kinda pigged for dinner..well last chance for Maresa and Xiaoyu to taste authentic and yummy Polish food and my first shot at it..was a nice &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; meal..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture%20070.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok will publish more in the next one cos Alvin has my hard disk now..hee meanwhile..enjoy the pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-114362337359750647?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114362337359750647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114362337359750647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114362337359750647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114362337359750647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/03/polski-adventures.html' title='Polski Adventures~'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114261805310852852</id><published>2006-03-18T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:55:43.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..still pondering..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry pals..kinda had some thought abt stuff lately...so not exactly ready to pen down the thoughts publicly as yet..hee even if i did so, it'll probably be a web of confusing haphazard senseless broken thoughts..so yeap..meanwhile..rekindled an old hobby today whilst the guys went for soccer..took some personality tests..maybe in hope it'll help shed some light somewhere..somehow..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;_height:250px; min-height:250px; background-color:rgb(216,233,237); text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); height:4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); padding: 0pt 0pt 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:10px; color:rgb(255,255,255); padding:3px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Love are you Fated for? ~AWESOME anime pics!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="padding:5px; text-align:left; font-size:10px; font-family:Arial; background-color:rgb(216,233,237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="188" width="250" src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/ElisaDay/1126030952_iful-liten.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You want a 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You are probably very old fashioned and polite. You can't stand rude people, wolf whistles are to you only dis-respective and immature. You love nature and everything beautiful in life. You will fall for a guy that makes you forget about the rest of the world.&lt;p&gt;Please rate aaaaand... eat chocolate bars? *cough*rate*cough* ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color:rgb(128,0,128)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/ElisaDay/quizzes/What+Love+are+you+Fated+for%3F+%7EAWESOME+anime+pics%21%7E"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding:2px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(128,0,128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(128,0,128);"  target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color:rgb(128,0,128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/ElisaDay/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color:rgb(128,0,128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=2055471"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&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/20433723-114261805310852852?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114261805310852852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114261805310852852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114261805310852852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114261805310852852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/03/still-pondering.html' title='..still pondering..'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114261655897063883</id><published>2006-03-18T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:30:58.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*magical moments*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;_height:250px; min-height:250px; padding:5px; border:1px solid rgb(102,0,0); font-family:arial; font-size:12px; color:rgb(51,0,0); background-color:rgb(255,153,51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="font-size:13px; font-weight:bold; text-align: center; margin: 0 0 5px 0;"&gt;What Color is your Magic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="200" width="249" src="http://images.quizilla.com/W/WH/WHI/WhitePhantom/1142557376_faithhealer.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;White-You value honor and discipline. 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Maybe we looked too helpful to be true. ;p Well, this aint exactly the kinda ending i was wishing for but nonetheless it made our berlin trip truely memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0664%20%28Large%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0664%20%28Large%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anyways fast forward to the start of the trip..not too good a start either, with the snowstorm and the awful traffic..imagine 2 freaking hours just to get to Frankfurt (it usually takes 30min)..and traffic was stil at an absolute standstill for another 30min b4 we started to get moving..well the only silver lining was we go to just stare at the pretty snow white meadows..kinda has a calming and mellow effect..at the same time a bit of warmness from within amidst the cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0662%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0662%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0666%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0666%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and of course..some bored shots on the bus..followed by a Jean Claude movie in GERMAN..snoozed halfway through it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got to Berlin at 12mn..yesh! 11 freaking hours on the tiny bus..*i miss those semi-cama bus rides in argentina!! lean back relax, chit chat and nice ENGLISH movies*&lt;br /&gt;had a nice &lt;em&gt;warm&lt;/em&gt; welcome at the Berlin Youth Hostel International..haha the reception and the accomodation was as warm as a hospital..nice boring white walls and corridors..cold tiled flooring and gym-styled lockers as cupboards.. *ack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully we had to leave in 10min to go clubbing!! Havana Club..hee 3 different rooms..R&amp;B, hip hop and salsa! hee hee well kinda expected too much for the salsa..cos didn't really have a partner and only Laure and Constantine was into it..kinda felt a lil bored after a few dances..so joined the rest back in the hip hop..hahaz really great fun to dance with friends..just pure good fun..i guess we were so much fun some young punks even mistaken it as a dance-off and challenged the guys..hee..Sylv did his light toes thing and Gene did a hilarous single-foot-hopping with my hands-in-the-air..well not exactly the coolest but definitely original..;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0667%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0667%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0668%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0668%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;party ended prematurely at 4.30-ish..cos some folks wanted to rest and the others just went along..sigh..Natalie and I waited for Justin and Fabian (2 organisers) cos we were famished..but we ended up playing fußball at the hostel..we won!! woohoo...hahaz wasn't really fair thou..cos it was only Justin vs Fabiana and I..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overslept the next day and had to eat my bfast alone outside..*boohoo* Nat waited up and walked me to Sony Centre and back..nothing muvh,,but just a look at everyday life of the Berliners..they looks so relaxed..like they're really taking their time..but not in a negative way..it's the kinda optimum pace of working..a comfortable pace for you to work at the same time enjoy doing it..we shoudl really import tt culture into s'pore..then maybe we can do without all the courtesy and green campaigns to make us better ppl.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sculpture along Potsdamer Street and the Sony Center's Mt. Fuji roofing~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0687%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0687%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0679%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0679%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Potsdamer Bridge..2 years to build it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0688%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Team Singapore at Reichstag~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0692%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Following the trail of the Berlin Wall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0695%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Brandenburg Gate which stood between..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0700%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the lights of Eastern Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0705%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0705%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0704%20(Large).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0704%20%28Large%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..and the junkie in me can't stop by do a lil' rummaging at the nearby flea market..tons of memorbilia from the GDR period..and the usual old records..jewelry boxes..toys..Alvin and I helped ourselves to the uniforms..hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0709%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="111" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0709%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0712%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0712%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..then more shopping along the main shopping street near Zoological Station..kinda like Orchard Rd, but 5 times trendier and of course a price tag to match~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Met up with the rest for dinner in the hostel *free* typical german food *drumrolls* spaghetti! hahaz..anyways the pubing with the rest after that kinda made up for the less than satisfactory dinner..took a train up *for free again* hee..got off and was right along the red light district..hee had qt a fun time..err..appreciating feminine beauty with the french guys..had a funny conversation abt fake breasts and all..hahaz even they have conflicting views on it..;p finally got into a nice warm English looking bar, with some drinks..and starting talking abt cultural differences..race differences..hee had quite a bit of fun talking abt the welcome ceremony of PM Lee in Germany and forgot the customary bow in front of the German flag..;p made headlines here the very next day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0719%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="123" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0719%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0716%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="117" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0716%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went on a club after tt..a &lt;em&gt;gay&lt;/em&gt; club..hee..it was really off the roads..we actually had to walk through like a factory area to get to it..looked like an abandoned warehouse with new lights inside..pity no cameras were allowed inside cos it was something else when we got in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there was a huge coats hanging area..probably meant for at least a thousand coats..which leads to somewhat like a waiting area with a mural worthy of a space in an art gallery..then a huge open room with couches in the middle and a bar by the corner..this is just level 1 and it already looks the size of Zouk+Phuture+Velvet..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 flights up..another dance floor..with the DJ box at one end and the long bar partitioned away on the other..nice setting, a lil' cold cos there's just a handful of ppl still..spotted a third flight of stairs to a passage way that splits into a dance floor on the right and a lil area for making out next to the toilet..hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;party only got full swing at abt 3am..meanwhile as they blasted techno and house overhear i chatted with Toby abt the gay scene in Sweden, explored the many dark corners of the club and checked out gay couples make their first moves of the courtship dance..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's a cool club..but somehow..didn't really enjoy it as much as the time in Havana or the one in Argentina..really miss that last night in argentina..the music, the ppl, the place..totally some else altogether..hope i'll experience it again soon..=)&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/20433723-114242112251049689?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114242112251049689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114242112251049689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114242112251049689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114242112251049689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/03/come-on-lets-her-berlin.html' title='Come on let&apos;s her the Berlin bbbbaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114123884874909617</id><published>2006-03-02T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T23:15:12.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wunderländ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha ok just self created tt word..anyways just some snow pics from this morn..Cowan woke us up to catch it b4 the sun came out..but it was until past lunch tt the snow really melted near the Bürg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Panoramic views from my window..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/overnight_snow1%20(Large).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/400/overnight_snow1%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/overnight_snow%20(Large).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="47" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/overnight_snow%20%28Large%29.1.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;snow..snow..snow everywhere!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0637%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-114123884874909617?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114123884874909617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114123884874909617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114123884874909617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114123884874909617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/03/winter-wunderlnd.html' title='Winter Wunderländ'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114113197099728781</id><published>2006-02-28T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T02:28:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fastnacht Carnival :: Helau! Helau! Helau!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeap! that's all there is to Fastnacht!..Helau..which means...nothing! hahaz yeap it has absolutely no meaning..just as how the weird get ups..hairdos..make-up and drinking. It's a just a day for everyone to find an excuse to drink from sun rise to sun set, be jolly and make laughter..at the same time..a hell lotta mess too ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hordes of ppl from ard lining the streets of the Fastnacht procession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0384%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lil' lost tiger at Fastnacht..and Mainz ppl all ready for the occasion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0388%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0388%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0382%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0382%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnival started at 11.20 and lasted till 4-ish pm..imagine Chingay for 5 hours!! hahaz but no one got bored of it..with all the candies, schkolade, waffles and toys..truckloads of happy things strewn all ard =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;one of the many marching bands...and Big Head monstors come out to haunt!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0590%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0590%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0399%20(Large).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0399%20%28Large%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole city of Mainz came to a standstill except the jolly ppl streaming to the Brutwurst stands and the Bier and Wein stands which kept everyone warm when it snowed at 1-ish pm.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even the monstors come out to play!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0451%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" height="105" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0451%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0455%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="107" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0455%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0594%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" height="113" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0594%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0591%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" height="101" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0591%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vanessa and friends we met along the way~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="119" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0624%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the crazy folks who pontank school and stood for 5 hrs for the parade!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0622%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Party started right after the big duck ended the Fastnacht procession..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0626%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="113" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0626%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0629%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" height="118" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0629%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last but not least...Anliz and my poor attempt to camou...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="262" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0625%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and..it's snowy night!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0633%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. look at the speckled coat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-114113197099728781?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114113197099728781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114113197099728781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114113197099728781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114113197099728781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/02/fastnacht-carnival-helau-helau-helau.html' title='Fastnacht Carnival :: Helau! Helau! Helau!'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114097214270661142</id><published>2006-02-26T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:07:52.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It snowed today!!</title><content type='html'>so much for weather predicting. Nein winter's not over yet..cos it just snowed this morning..really pretty..like the fairies are rocking some huge salt shaker from above..plus the wind..kinda added some rhythm to the whole snow dance..*sweet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;snowflake in our balcony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0349%20%28Large%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee getting kinda romantic in germany now..maybe it's the cold weather..plus the bulk of the korean drama Full House i've been watching the past two nights..just makes winter the nicest time to spend quiet moments with you loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great time yesterday..got to know all the other tauches better in just one day..Hugo gave us a lift to Frankfurt..was quite an interesting ride..cos he seemed to be newer at the wheel than me! ;p missing road directions..making sudden swerves cos we can't decide to go the carpark on the right or left..;p Lotsa polizei ard yesterday thou..as well as those young heavy metal punks..it's so weird to see these giant polizei just hauling young punks of the street and rumagigng through their bags..was a lil' worrying thou..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we found the rest and moved on past the sex shops..yeap..truckloads of them..the bars open at night but the shops open through out..hee went in there with the guys the last time..haa it's was hardcore everywhere!! ;p must say it was an eye-opener..and it's was always some middle age bloke who's browsing through the collection..poor dudes* =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0333%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0333%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0334%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0334%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and within 300m the financial hub of the city! hahaz think tt explains the proximity of the strip district..stress = i need a wh*nk..*hee*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here's the huge Euro sign..actually look quite majestic..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0268%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the famous Goethe..why he's famous..ich weiβe nicht &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0265%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hit Röomberg again..hee and learnt that this is actually so famous cos it's the oldest part of Frankfurt! ;p &lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0281%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..but we're lucky too met the Prince and Princess of the carnival of Fastnacht*!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0275%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0272%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;*the festival which lasts from Nov to late Feb when ppl dress up and celebrate before they fast for Easter. Main states that still celebrate it are Cologne and Mainz. The happening date of the Carnival is 27th Feb..this Monday!! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;penny prints!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="161" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0373%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our first group pic! hee my french crushie next to me!! ;p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/400/IMG_0274%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..followed by shopping time!! spet another 40€ on a top and skirt from H &amp; M..3 stockings and a pair of ankle socks at the Galleria..haa going back there to get some scents..everyone hear always smell so good! ;p Went up to the 7th floor on Galleria..beautiful look across the city..well "Bankfurt" could be beautiful too =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0303%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0303%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0305%20(Large).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0305%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ended the night with some Biers..fresh from the bucket! Kulmbacher draft rocks!! Skipped Cocky's and went to a club nearby..nice ambience..somewhat like the interior of Alley Bar..and the photo whores got into action..*flash*flash*flash*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0309%20(Large).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0309%20%28Large%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0310%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0310%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the french girls~ think one's Natalie..lalalaz..;p Anliz..another french dude..and Nicholas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0322%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0322%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0323%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0323%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hugo and Hungarian schnaps guy, Andreas.. me and the suuuper tall Fabian (i'm only up to his chest!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0324%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0324%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0325%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0325%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ben and Jim..shying away from the cam..and the other dudes on the other end..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0327%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0327%20%28Large%29.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0326%20(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0326%20%28Large%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gg home to spring clean a lil now..tschuss!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-114097214270661142?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114097214270661142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114097214270661142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114097214270661142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114097214270661142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-snowed-today.html' title='It snowed today!!'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114087085513137867</id><published>2006-02-25T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:36:21.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haa or so i thought when the sun came out yesterday..really happy and sunny..but the winds just blew on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok quick review of the last week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tues: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;German lesson + kebab lunch..yummy-licios...n they say it's not even the best yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wed: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;German lesson + Meal with buddies..chicken rice from singapore..nt exactly hainanese thou..;p but..like they'll know the diff..hee they enjoyed the chix chili thou..must be the garlic! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0251%20%28Large%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thurs: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;German lesson + party at Sabrina's + first shot of Schnapps..a Hungarian drink..clear and pungent but really mild..*i think*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1/2 day German lessons + Rally at Mainz + preview of the Fashnacht carnival happening on Monday! more pix with my other exchange pals..be up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg to Frankfurt for more shopping today..Rudi introduced us to New Yorkers..2 sweatshirts, 4 tops and 2 pants for just 65EUR..cheeep! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tschuss! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-114087085513137867?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114087085513137867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114087085513137867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114087085513137867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114087085513137867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/02/springtime.html' title='Springtime!'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114045022743589033</id><published>2006-02-20T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:23:47.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Halo! Ich bin Sabrina. Ich komme aus Singapur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haa just sorta finish our first day at school..most part of it was orientations..introduction games..lil german language games..haa polished up our basic german with lotsa gurgling noises and forceful 'ist' ;p well doesn't exactly sound as sexy as french of smooth as spanish..but it's unique in it's own way too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last night's dinner was great thou my tummy didn't agree..couldn't even finish my beer..yes..astonishing tt sab can't even finish a pint of beer..sobs.. but met some new friends there..both on exchange and those who're already studying there and paying 5000EUR per sem!! some comfort for the incoming SMU folks..yeap..anyway met Laura (whom i think looks like Drew Berrymore) and ______ from Mexico..hahaz ok I'll try to get better with names..;p pity no pics cos the shop lady didn't really give us a damn..so wait on guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's us after our first german lesson for beginers~ from the right, Carola (our teacher), Clara from Spain (my language buddy too), Alvin, Guilherme and Diogo from Portugal, Ben, Cowan, Florent from France and me..haha ok..names wise I hope I've spelt them right..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here's us in the Mensa having our first lunch..frigging 6,50EUR for a meal..haa but think i ordered a tad too much..soup, plate of fries and a cordon bleu..ahh ay it's tt filet thingy we had in food haven a long time back..just it's chicken filet this time..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here's our matriculation card..feel a lil cheated..cos it's just a ISIC card..blahy shouldn't have wasted money getting one in sg..anyways it works like a cashcard too..so we jsut have to top it up before we use the photocopier or laundry machine..spot the diff betwe my ISIC and the matric card..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok tt's all for today..gg grocery shopping for tom night big asian dinner at our place..inviting our buddies and prob our new found exchange pals too~ hope there'e enough plates and stuff thou..*ponders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tschüss! chau! au revior! see ya! hee hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh here's our add..god knows for wat thou..hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Adolf-Kolping-Straße 29a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;65375 Oestrich-Winkel (Oestrich)&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/20433723-114045022743589033?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114045022743589033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114045022743589033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114045022743589033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114045022743589033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/02/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school!'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114037266306793120</id><published>2006-02-20T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T02:14:52.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>German Tales Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hee everywhere's closed today cos it's God's day..so we're all back in the school's comp lab at the Burg. Francios, Ben's buddy, is bringing us out for an "awesome german meal" with the other exchange folks later..so gals and guys..I'll prob post the fotos of the hot german studs and babes tom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back track a lil' to the last few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben's first big discovery at our balcony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0148%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My room..see i can be neat too..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0149%20(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0149%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0150%20(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0150%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the view from me room~ the houses here really looks like home thou..everyone takes pride in making their house a home..sweet..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0153%20(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0153%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0155%20(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0155%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here's the rest of the apartment..hee cowan already in a crazy mood..;p gal's watch out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the place is actually pretty well equiped thaks to the previous tenants..three girls i think..they actually left a few books and Western Europe book to be passed down to the future tenants..found some of their leftover olive oil..pails..cloth..and clean up roster! ;p so primary school!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0156%20(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0156%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_0144%20(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0144%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there're 3 supermarts in the area..Aldi, Plus and miniMal..in increasing price, variety and distance from our place..here's a shot of us 4 cocksters..who forgot to bring a grocery bag..and this isn't the first and only time..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_3886%20%28Medium%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went out for our first german meal..10EUR..hm..not bad..but was expecting better..hopefully Francios' recommendation would be better tonight..had Schnizel..pork chop with cheese and tomatoes..plus soup..salad and ice cream desert and a red wine..ok..first lesson learnt..in germany drink the Riesling..hee tt's their best..don't try the reds..if not..try the applewines..will learn how to spell that in german soon *sheepish*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0166%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and...first night's dinner~ homecooked maggi mee and fatty meat..hahaz..somehow SG food always taste better overseas..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_0173%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ended the night with a bball match with Francios' friends..hahaz one ex-national youth bball team player and a bunch of really fast monkeys..athelete from all over, handball, soccer..hee clearly sab's a bad addition to the equation..but my 3 other team mates Artey, Marvin and M-something (the cutest and yet i forgot his name..darn!) were really nice..and they're planning to make me the best shooter by the end of the term *finger crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gtg already..shall update abt the other days soon~&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/20433723-114037266306793120?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114037266306793120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114037266306793120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114037266306793120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114037266306793120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/02/german-tales-part-ii.html' title='German Tales Part II'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-114035115494370242</id><published>2006-02-19T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T02:13:34.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>German Tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hi all~ too little time to blog..let the pics tell the story!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far qt a few firsts just from yest already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0210%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first hail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0232%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first shopping spree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/IMG_0228%20%28Medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first Brutwurst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first cheonging session..too bad no pics..but Alvin's buddy's gf is H-O-T..hahaz just as the other german gals..fat and cellulite seems perpetually non existent whilst boobs are everywhere..hahaz ok i'm sounding like a perv les..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg cooking asian dinner for everyone tonight..grocery shopping we go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/20433723-114035115494370242?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/114035115494370242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=114035115494370242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114035115494370242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/114035115494370242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/02/german-tales.html' title='German Tales'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-113956795730581439</id><published>2006-02-10T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:57:12.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bkk 2nd time round</title><content type='html'>finally got pics from jefffery n des to complete the whole thailand trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to bkk at 4am in the morning..pengs dem tired cos didn't catch much of a wink..sigh mum just smsed tt miffy a.k.a. myth just died of heart attack..sianz wasn't expecting him to leave so soon..="(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%286%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/Picture(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/Picture%284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last few shots of miffy *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows since everything was at a stand still we did some walking ard down this very famous street *clearly not so special to me* and trudged our way to chinatown. absolute eye-opener for me..it's like new year came early with all the activity going on there..food, jewelry, toys, bags, ear rings..haaz turckloads of girls stuff gong for close to nothing dollars!! silly me wanted to buy just a few pairs from a shop until i found out we're in the wholesalers' street ppl buy by the dozens lahs! *duh* =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got the bed n breakfast n konked out till noon..zzz.z.z.z.zz.z.z.z.z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on to JJ market..*er chatuchat?!?* hee got some nice souveniors for exchange..some nice tops..the denims looked great too just my fat a*se just ain't the average thai size..hm in fact i think it's off the range of thai size..*pouts* got to the pets section..dogs, cats, snakes, chincillas, squirrels..and hamsters..sigh saw lil miffy lookalike..thugged my heart strings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed the sight at first..with the "ohhh" &amp; "ahhhs" &amp;amp; "soooo cute!"..then after a while..the excitement kinda grew to disgust with the way these poor pets were treated..then depressed..how the pet lovers' are esssentially the culprits by providing the demand for such means of pet trade. =( *edlyn i'm sure u'lll be hell of a pissed and turned off too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met desmond's friends after that for a fiesta at the american school..nuey and christine *i think* hahaz turned out chris actually went to ebs before as well..amazingly small world..i'm actually starting to believe the 6 ppl rule..*hmz i might actually have a really rich distant relative with a hunky son~ hahaz =p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concert was great, food was so-so, company was warm, guys not exactly charming, photos got accidentally deleted, the kids were awfully adorable..school fiestas actually do rock!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee headed off for a 3 hr massage just 700+ bht..ssshhhhiiioookk..hahaz fell asleep halfway and wished i could just sleep there through the nite..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went online..fried rice supper..cabbed home..not very eventful but..we're bushed..zzZZzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-113822434056648034</id><published>2006-01-26T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T15:33:25.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand's Temptations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sawadikaa~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok that just about sum's up whatever thai i know~ even after 1 week there..haahz i'm still awful at the sing-song language of wrigglies and dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a pretty nice trip..not so much of the fun and non-stop action kind *case of wrong expectations* but we kinda of did more exploring and walking around on our own...a little aimless at times..but it was nice to simply walk your time away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the soft sands of the Krabi beachfront..the Thai version mango milkshake..watch sunbathers sizzle under the scorching rays..laugh at the monkeys up to their mischief..listen to the tide crashing inland under the cool of the cave's shadow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.files.bz/files/1828/BlogPics/krabi-collage.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/400/krabi-collage.jpg" width="498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;snorkelled at 5 islands..Hong island's the most remarkable..haa gotta remember to bring bread or rice next time..took lotsa pics pity it all got deleted =( .. but nvm the memories tt stay are more impt rite? ;p tried my hand at fishing..and ended up ruining the fishing rod..hee the poor guy had to snap the lines after attempting to untangle it in vain..*oops*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;last day overslept..hee but turned out to be the most fun..took a cab up to the hot stream..think it was at least 40 degrees under the blazing sun..think desmond got it worse..with his sunburnt back..felt a little like pelepah falls when we met the locals at the shaded falls area..poor boy was screaming his head off which his granny dipped him into this "healthy natural spring" water..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;headed to the tiger cave temple..climbed the amazing flight of 1200+ steps..it's no mean feat..esp with some steps that are almost knee high..made me wonder if the people then were so physically different from us now..or maybe it's just a test of the determination and faith in the followers who come here..the view was definitely worth the climb though..anyone there would not deny that the buddha has indeed been looking over this blessed land..its tranquility admist the bustle, the stretches of untouched landscape surrounding civilisation..it's amazing how such balance was struck and blended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;headed for phuket..6 hrs minibus ride over..was bummed twice cos most guesthouses are full..but finally got to Phuket Nice, recommended yet again by another 2 sg gals for just 800baht, with aircon, hot shower, cable tv, 10 minutes to the beach..fantabulous!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.files.bz/files/1828/BlogPics/phuketguesthouse.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/400/phuketguesthouse.jpg" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;phuket turned out to be kinda pricey..food tours etc etc..hee but once again the idle walking found a trip to Phi Phi Islands for just 550baht!! a real steal when all other agencies were going for 1000baht each..never underestimate the possibilities round little corners off the main roads..that's where the best deals are found..of course after some effort in haggling the costs..well desmond's the expert with his ni noi thai~ ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;splurged the extra savings on our first seafood meal that day..7 dishes for just 500+ baht for two~ hee with mussels, crab, tom yam seafood..veg..and beef *i think* also..my first cha yan a.k.a thai ice milk tea..fantastic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.files.bz/files/1828/BlogPics/seafooddinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/400/seafooddinner.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://www.files.bz/files/1828/BlogPics/phi%20phi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/phi%20phi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaz just realised i've posted qt a bit on phuket already..read on below for gay scene in phuket~ interesting!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;waiting for pics from desmond and jeffrey for the bkk shots..will add in those posts later..kapkunkaa~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-113822434056648034?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/113822434056648034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=113822434056648034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113822434056648034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113822434056648034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/01/thailands-temptations.html' title='Thailand&apos;s Temptations'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-113768653934533454</id><published>2006-01-19T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T00:02:19.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gay in phuket~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in phuket now..nice place..cheap cheap food too..hee just had a 540baht meal of tom yam seafood soup &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes it's REAL seafood..with a whole crab..squid..prawns etc etc)&lt;/span&gt;..a dismal pepper crab *again* and thai style sotong..mussels..hahaz boy do we sound like pigs *oink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;went strolling ard to get tics for phi phi tom..haa only 550 baht..hope it's reall7y comparable to the others who're paying 1000+ haa..dun wanna end up watching ppl eat buffet n we eat rabbit food..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;checked email today..100 plus mails..siao..hee heng mostly all replies here n there..hee too lazy to read already..got one great news from jen..got our pay~ yipee!! hee got onto msn..n got a msg from *him* hahaz so happy oso..think i gg crazy le..but it'sjsut a passing phase..think i need something to preoccupy my dreamz by the german guys come in..hee hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;okaiz..gotta end soon..using the net from this net cafe in a gay pub in the gay street..omg..haha u MUST check it out when you come here..Massage palore reads "For Men by Men"...clothes outlet "Jacky's : Sexy wear for Men"...bar calls "We'll meet tonight...a bar for ago-go boys" *hee*hee*hee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;gg to bkk in a few days time~ prob log in then!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sawadikap~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-113768653934533454?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/113768653934533454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=113768653934533454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113768653934533454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113768653934533454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/01/gay-in-phuket.html' title='gay in phuket~'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-113725711682912782</id><published>2006-01-15T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T00:45:16.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brilliant idea *i think*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahhh jus deleted my post accidentally..*pouts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyhows think i'll create a day-by-day calendar like photo journey plus a quote of the day kinda thing...hee inspired by desmond's friend's pics..DEM COOL!! ;p should be pretty easy to get them done..as long as i get started..which isn't soon cos will be off in thailand tom!! ;p *hee* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okaiz..meanwhile entertain urselves with "the fotolog" k? hee there's a few albums there..chile..argentina..france..redang..;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;see ya soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-113725711682912782?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/113725711682912782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>the Santiago scene~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahaz looking back at the old posts..decided to be less wordy and more colorful~ so shall just keep the descriptions to the min n pics to the max =) &lt;em&gt;*ok..no photos for this post cos was too lazy to get the camera out till day 2..;p*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from the airport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;boarded bus to Hotel Diego de Velaquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;reached at 10.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no food!!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to our room..hms think its was 306..or 307..hee hee..sama sama cos we often cooked there later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dumped bags..began food hunt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the nearby mall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bar found! &lt;em&gt;yipee!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oops no food but nice customer who walks us to Suicia Street..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lotsa bars..passed a posh looking one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;police car parked nearby &lt;em&gt;*feels safer..or maybe not?*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;walking on..free cover charges..&lt;em&gt;*darn should have dressed better wouldn't mind a drink if i weren't so bushed*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah~ finally found the food stall..time to practise y hablar espanol~ muy mal!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;under "coldfoods" they had everything tt sounds sandwich-y..jamon y queso..napoliano..etc etc..was offered a set meal even..Prav asking if there was beef in it or not..hahaz..&lt;strong&gt;todos no entiendo!!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;more customers from the bars ard zipping in for a &lt;em&gt;"____"&lt;/em&gt; ...didn't managed to catch tt..but mostly bottled drinks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S. u pay extra for taking the whole bottle..cos they return the bottles for money later..*muy bien! tres thumbs up for recycling efforts!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also..when they say &lt;strong&gt;coldfoods&lt;/strong&gt; they mean it..hotdog sandwich was cold though they just cooked it..greenish er.. mustard sauce? ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;starting to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freeze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the spring midnight breeze..down the sandwich *mas o menos* and coke *well tt's the safest choice right..;p*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;headed back to the hotel..passed Santa Isabel..will head there for morning H2O shopping~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;K-O.......&lt;strong&gt;zzZZZzZZZZzZZZzZZZZZzzz&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/20433723-113687444761796450?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-113673771315961367</id><published>2006-01-08T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:52:54.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town to Santiago~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dec 4th 19:35 approx finally landed in South America~ Cheers!! hahaz thou we still had one more flight to endure everyone's spirits are definitely up up up..hee ok..doesn't really show in our photos but after almost 30hrs on board what more can we expect right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/CIMG0197%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;huiling and i looking absolutely deadbeat...think my stomach's the one keeping me awake *hee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All kinda did a mad rush to the next gate and found out tt we really did miss our flight..but the folks were nice..they helped arranged us on the next one tt's leaving at 20.30 or so..which will bring us into Santiago abt 10-ish at night. Whilst everyone's in a daze, can't really give a damn abt what's gg on..ambling over to the toilets and all..think Danny's the only stressed out one trying to sort things out in his light speed english..hee took a LAN guy *pretty cute one too* to calm his nerves and get things going..;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashed with Thenuga on the flight there..thnk we were chatting with some traveller halfway when it happened..think we were both really bushed..even my rummbling stomach didn't react to the dinner served on board. Landed, got off, found the agent whom Gleen has been liasing with..let Larv n Danny handle the stuff whilst i stoned for a while..stomach rumbling..thus not in a v good mood..hee but excited nonetheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first gust of wind felt so good..not nearly biting cold..but enough to make you feel refreshed and cooooool~ hahaz now the journey there didn't seem tt bad right.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-113673771315961367?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/113673771315961367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=113673771315961367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113673771315961367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113673771315961367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/01/cape-town-to-santiago.html' title='Cape Town to Santiago~'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-113667621423709015</id><published>2006-01-08T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T11:14:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BSM Chile: Takeoff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dec 3rd 19:70&lt;/em&gt; Arrived at changi airport 10 min past meeting time..but thank god there's still a handful who's not here..seeing the scatter of parents around made me kinda feel a little bad for telling my parents &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; to send me off..=p anyhows checked in at about 7.50pm with some of the rest..luggage 11 point something kg *light*..got bored mulling ard so went in early with wanwen, samuel, fei fei, etc. and had a sushi snack before bumming at the terminals inside *cool..they had webcams and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;everything..only uncool part was tt you had to do everything standing up ;p* headed to the gate at about 8.40pm and had a pretty uneventful flight over to KLIA *i think* tt's where the adventure began.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/P1050233%20(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/P1050233%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the boarding passes buds. Clockwise from top left: Singapore-Kuala Lumpur; KL-Buenos Aires *both Malaysia Airlines*; BA-Santiago *my only LAN flight*; and my passport with the Chilean immigration stamp =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22:00 approx&lt;/em&gt; landed in KL *first time i've flown into msia..was kinda excited..and hungry again* headed straight for Burger King with the others after Glenn (our prof) found the gate we were supposed to check in later. We were still pretty much in our cliques but Ling joined us, had quite a bit of fun playing silly little childhood games like Heart Attack and all. Danny got a lucky '8' onion ring..hahaz we all thought it's a good sign..if only we had known what was going to happen later *grinz* We got bored after a few rounds and headed to the DFS to check out the chocolates on display. Ling educated me a little on German choc *hee clearly i've kinda forgotten for now* and how to get a life while at ebs..ie. grab a bf..hahaz guess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she really missed the german guys *wink* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/P1040083%20%28Small%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;us bumming at KL Burger King..they accept SGD too..but change is in RM only..confirm lugi..=p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/P1040083%20(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headed to the gate at about 12mn..still damned early but at that hour there's really nothing much to see nor do..so took some bored pictures of one another there. found out Su San lost her phone on the previous flight *the first sign?* and it was gone by the time she went back to retrieve it. Nonetheless she kept smiling n really enjoyed the rest of the trip =) our ms. cool~ Fei Fei told us that she had problems with her visa..didn't seem to serious at first..seemed like just a miscommunication glitch which could easily be settled once she can verify that she's on the trip with us and would be returning..and was pretty much a singapore citizen. Turned out, she had to be detained at the airport during boarding (along with some 60 over ppl from the people's republic) and luckily Glenn and Ling were still pretty calm even then *hmz..were they putting up a front?..hee Glenn did look like he was looking forward to a long nap on the flight to BA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of us boarded the plane as Glenn instructed, thinking that all will be fine in just a while. After the usual take off delay, announcements were made on the plane that there will be further delays for some technical issues or something along those lines. 30 min later in the stuffy plane..still no sign of Fei..no news either..or we might have missed it thinking it was some safety warnings about seat belts..penned some thoughts on this transit visa thingy and nationality crap in a letter and continued waiting..this went on for about 3 hours..news..no news..lotsa speculations amongst us..one min Glenn's on..then Ling's on..then we're not too sure..sum it up..we were in quite a mess..but the plane was warming up quickly, with fidgety passengers roaming along the isle for water and ice, or both..a number of us passed out for a little while due to the heat..i know i did *hee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane took off somewhere during my semi-conscious state and i vaguely remember sending a prayer that it finally did. Later did we realised that Fei Fei still wasn't on board and no body's really sure if either Glenn or Ling was. But rumor has it then that Ling was with us heading to Johannesburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landed in J'burg sometime in the afternoon..caught a few movies on the plane..ate every meal..at least the food was pretty decent =)..but the long journey was getting to us..and were pretty glad for the 50min stopover we had at J'burg. Got an sms that we were on our own with Lavania as the official translator and Danny as the coordinator. *a streak of worry followed by excitement* my first school trip n we're on our own for at least the first 3 days! =) Most of us were pretty cool with the arrangements..in fact we kind of went ahead to the washrooms and the DFS visits as if nothing much happened. I guess even if it was something serious it's really out of our control *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/100_1587%20(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Headed to the souvenior shops with Samuel and tried on all the silly little rugby caps..sooo adorable..hahaz looks kinda childish actually but it's just so fun to play silly when you're overseas ;p hahaz from caps we went on the the sunglasses and &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/100_1587%20(Small).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/100_1587%20%28Small%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;act cool poses..then with the soft toys..ended abruptly as we had to board the plane *too soon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the silly rugby caps..*hooorrrnnnyyy* hee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;=====&gt; next stop Cape Town....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-113667621423709015?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/113667621423709015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=113667621423709015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113667621423709015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113667621423709015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/01/bsm-chile-takeoff.html' title='BSM Chile: Takeoff'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-113667291341390741</id><published>2006-01-08T06:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T08:26:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tech-fool to net geek</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just did some new additions to the blog..it's &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; looking a little more dignified ;p though content wise it's still dismal *sorry i'm a huge fan of mr. procrastination* anyhows the message board is up, so do feel free to add your comments and feedback regarding absolutely anything under the sun here!I =) will be posting the first few bits about the trip in the next post..coming right up in a few minutes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20433723-113667291341390741?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/113667291341390741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=113667291341390741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113667291341390741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113667291341390741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/01/tech-fool-to-net-geek.html' title='tech-fool to net geek'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20433723.post-113622539395187082</id><published>2006-01-03T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T08:27:10.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the story begins::vive la vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yipppeeee finally got the blog up and running..hopefully with my minimal IT skills this blog will be able to look vaguely cool and draw fellow travel-holics on to post some travel tips and interesting stuff to share~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my sugar mummy Caiyun for inspiring me to get started on this..hahaz didn't really make it my new year's resolution cos it's just way too much trouble..but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually did it!! hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights enough crap for the night..too bushed to start writing about my trip tonight. Let the pics do the telling for now! Adios mis amigos! Buenas noches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/1441moving%20on6%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the Andean highlands on our way to Mendoza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/P1040209%20(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/320/P1040209%20%28Medium%29.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;atop San Cristobal in Santiago, Chile. fantabulous view. you just wanna be there forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/IMG_9740%20(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/IMG_9740%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Parrilla..typical chilean dish consisting of grilled meats all mixed into one huge black pot..hahaz whatever is inside sure looks potent..but it sure can feed an army of hungry and lost travellers *us!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/1600/P1040359%20(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1931/601/200/P1040359%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaz yeap a little pisco sour desert tribute at Casa Silva for the BSM that brought my pals and I so far down S.America~ Salute&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lost most pics from the 5th day onwards..sobs.. will try to upload more tomorrow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hasta mañana!&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/20433723-113622539395187082?l=viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/feeds/113622539395187082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20433723&amp;postID=113622539395187082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113622539395187082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20433723/posts/default/113622539395187082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viviendomissuenos.blogspot.com/2006/01/story-beginsvive-la-vida.html' title='the story begins::vive la vida'/><author><name>sabz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07311470546133601773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/2214/640/applecopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
