<?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-2638599522457468850</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:44:57.832+09:00</updated><category term='blog. me.'/><category term='NS Choir'/><category term='blog.'/><category term='bag went boom'/><category term='Youth Olympics'/><category term='Ma Maisons. Talk'/><category term='Singapore Kosen-rufu'/><category term='sansan'/><category term='chinatown'/><category term='ken'/><category term='art'/><category term='school'/><category term='japanese studies.'/><category term='major'/><category term='new hair'/><category term='Google'/><category term='ticket.'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='rain rain rain'/><category term='sad day'/><category term='kyoto'/><category term='survey'/><category term='Tokyo Maps'/><category term='CNN'/><category term='beach happy'/><category term='mail special'/><category term='Leap years'/><category term='bad art.'/><category term='monsters. :D'/><category term='Timbre'/><category term='friend'/><category term='News'/><category term='vindication for your existance'/><category term='special'/><title type='text'>葉美ちゃん</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-1585977007386031548</id><published>2010-01-29T00:02:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:05:51.494+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Bak Kwa.</title><content type='html'>Holidays in NUS are like Bak Kwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet but always burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though burnt, you still want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-1585977007386031548?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1585977007386031548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1585977007386031548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2010/01/heart-bak-kwa.html' title='Heart Bak Kwa.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-515826195266542084</id><published>2009-05-09T22:56:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:59:31.146+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit is here!</title><content type='html'>Four hours ago, shit has landed in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick! - buy your masks and hand sanitizers, close all the schools and give me more national holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-515826195266542084?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/515826195266542084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/515826195266542084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit-is-here.html' title='Shit is here!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-3686975368358803673</id><published>2009-05-09T22:46:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:54:21.171+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Italian food !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgWKL7UnsJI/AAAAAAAADEU/P2z5dkcPkuU/s1600-h/DSC01162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333821271197593746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgWKL7UnsJI/AAAAAAAADEU/P2z5dkcPkuU/s400/DSC01162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333821267786060034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgWKLunP0QI/AAAAAAAADEM/8cvE1jTjvTk/s400/DSC01161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333821263880422018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgWKLgEEgoI/AAAAAAAADEE/ZAUomSQ-d3Q/s400/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333821262438873506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgWKLasYOaI/AAAAAAAADD8/CZzsAZ1X0Y0/s400/DSC01159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgWKLGC_UUI/AAAAAAAADD0/475TINJdlrU/s1600-h/DSC01158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333821256896565570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgWKLGC_UUI/AAAAAAAADD0/475TINJdlrU/s400/DSC01158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing Japan is good for - Quality Western/European food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They come with a price though and a freaking small size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurhur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-3686975368358803673?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3686975368358803673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3686975368358803673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/05/italian-food.html' title='Italian food !'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgWKL7UnsJI/AAAAAAAADEU/P2z5dkcPkuU/s72-c/DSC01162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-659658182144404838</id><published>2009-05-06T17:57:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:08:42.107+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to look forward to!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332632937166274818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgFRZyFYAQI/AAAAAAAADDc/EHY5YeBEX6M/s400/TAIWAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332632938853845042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgFRZ4XuSDI/AAAAAAAADDk/ThG558Ov1js/s400/macau1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332632941625942274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgFRaCspIQI/AAAAAAAADDs/OSHOcCKFwmk/s400/IMG_0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan! Macau! 北鼻！Here i come (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got the green light from Daddy to leave for a ten day holiday with my Aunt (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was very envious when i heard that some of my friends had gone to Taiwan over the past Golden week. So, you can imagine how deliriously ecstatic i become when i received an email from my Aunt asking if i could get a few days of leave from school to travel with her. But of course in Macau, i have to work and prove my air ticket's worth! hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can can, cannot also can!! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss him soooo much.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it'll be soon ^^  Great motivation to get my arse moving and doing some work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Righto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-659658182144404838?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/659658182144404838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/659658182144404838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-to-look-forward-to.html' title='Something to look forward to!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SgFRZyFYAQI/AAAAAAAADDc/EHY5YeBEX6M/s72-c/TAIWAN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5153986432516457169</id><published>2009-05-06T16:55:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:41:43.148+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tokyo Maps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>Google &amp; Tokyo maps</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, May 5, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Google crosses line with controversial old Tokyo maps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.japantimes.co.jp/mail/nn20090505a1.html"&gt;http://search.japantimes.co.jp/mail/nn20090505a1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We tend to think of maps as factual, like a satellite picture, but maps are never neutral, they always have a certain point of view,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, something other than swine flu and 'the world is in crisis and there's nothing you can do about it but watch us all sink into depression' report.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google is in trouble. This time, with the Japanese burakumins rights group and now they are on the verge of being charged by Japan's Ministry of Justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for what? You may ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to sum it up, Google uploaded a map in its Google Earth Software that outlines the villages where the Burakumins (derogatorily known as e-ta back in the Edo or Kamakura period) were delineated to living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Burakumins are a caste of people back in the feudal class who were considered as filthy or (e-ta) because of their occupations that were related to death like leather making etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of what google did (upload a map), Toru Matsuoka, an Upper House Diet member said '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google's system itself is a form of prejudice," and he even added that he had 'no choice' but to conclude things to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things you can say about Japan (in this case, indirectly), and there are a gazillion other things that you should not be mentioning about; especially if, it so happens that you are oh-so-juicely rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause that will just make u a worthwhile (economically) candidate to sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, impartially speaking, is it Google's fault?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All they did was to open up a channel for anyone to understand more about Japan's feudal past. What more, what remains for the Burakumins of today remains unchanged from that of the past ableit the change in the degree of discrimination. Centuries on, prejudice and social problems are still not fully addressed instead they morph into one of the many taboos of Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when someone from the outside takes a piece of history relating to that taboo or writes about that taboo and puts it out into the public eye, you say it is a form of prejudice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against who may i ask. Who is the victim of this prejudice? - the 3 million Burakumins who are still living in discrimatory conditions?- Note the difference between a HIGHLIGHTER a SIGNALLER and someone or something that makes another feel delineated against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look inside, who has been prejudiced against the Burakumins for this long of a time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, this is Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google should consider getting a board of censors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-5153986432516457169?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5153986432516457169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5153986432516457169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/05/google-tokyo-maps.html' title='Google &amp; Tokyo maps'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-2366477821797368778</id><published>2009-05-04T16:49:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:54:51.208+09:00</updated><title type='text'>remember me.</title><content type='html'>time have passed, the skies were once blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a moment; sit back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realise you've been such a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-2366477821797368778?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/2366477821797368778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/2366477821797368778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-me.html' title='remember me.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-4055408478017682142</id><published>2009-05-04T04:58:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:02:41.925+09:00</updated><title type='text'>suddenly,</title><content type='html'>it just struck me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much love&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kill you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-4055408478017682142?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4055408478017682142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4055408478017682142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/05/suddenly.html' title='suddenly,'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-625330495188357870</id><published>2009-05-03T20:03:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:21:25.267+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair-pee Golden Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Qm7jmF6uEo&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Qm7jmF6uEo&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-心絵-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You just have to love this song! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Especially the part where he screams NA-MI-DA-ka-re-ru-ma-de (after the tears have dried up or something along those lines)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because its so angsty and rythmic at the same time u can...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'PERSONALISE YOUR OWN SONG!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HOW COOL IS THAT? - hurhur (-_-)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and here is mine..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I-HATE-U-YOU-MOTHER-F**KERS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how nice (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway on a lighter note, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Golden Week to all native Japaneses and all the wanna-be-Japanese-Ganjin(s)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May u spend spend spend all the money you've sloughed your life for during this is very merry holidays whilst i stay in my little Cosmo and biodegrade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;again, sweet people, Happy Golden Week! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'tis the week to spend all your money..lalala-lalalala-'&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/2638599522457468850-625330495188357870?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/625330495188357870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/625330495188357870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/05/hair-pee-golden-week.html' title='Hair-pee Golden Week!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-1722074895085682330</id><published>2009-05-02T00:22:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:05:28.777+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330878454771581010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfsVtd1xgFI/AAAAAAAADDM/UeZ8WT9LoWA/s400/DSC01106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last evening, i went to Kyoto's Ramen street with Vivian after school (: oooh...i was on the lookout for Kyuushu's infamous Tonkatsu Ramen (brewed pork-bone soup) and we found it right here! I took the set or known as SET-TO here in Japan-land and the ramen came with fried rice and Karage (fried chicken) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAAAAAHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL 960 yen was so worth ittttt laaaaahhhh         *(^O^)*/~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to remove the little song player widget at the side, because i realised its not a wise idea to have ONE SONG playing OVER AND OVER again with me and everyone else who's reading my blog (if, there are) unable to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn right; from a nice song with beautiful lyrics it becomes plain kao bei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i had a little row with boyfriend this evening, during one of our phonecalls i had thought he was being rude and was very unhappy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And being the insensitive piece of wood that i am, i berated him for it,then went to take a nap to forget about the matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blah, since when i became so unreasonable and so petty? Poor boyfriend, has to put up with this shitty behaviour which he says its just 'a manifestation of my lonliness and different-hard to get used to life here in Japan.' and then, he went to the supermarket and did some nice grocery shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 pieces of wood together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me -&gt; the insensitve irritant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Him-&gt; the calm and cool cucumber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;insentive irritant + calm cucumber .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330883209086707858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfsaCNC1KJI/AAAAAAAADDU/eYjCFfF1oyM/s400/IMG_0434+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Maybe that's why we can be together for this long. (: &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love him as much as i have since 2 years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, on a totally different note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna show off what i had for dinner the day before....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom yum bamboo shoots with fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stir-fried Ma-po egg plant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fried gyoza (dumplings)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330878451106799810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfsVtQMBYMI/AAAAAAAADDE/66UsjHkqmPU/s400/DSC01096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so good at making myself happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i went to Jupiter-imported food oriented grocery store and got more tom yam paste and fish sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see many more happy days ahead. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-1722074895085682330?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1722074895085682330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1722074895085682330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-days.html' title='Happy days!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfsVtd1xgFI/AAAAAAAADDM/UeZ8WT9LoWA/s72-c/DSC01106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-7239439450286740908</id><published>2009-04-29T04:13:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T04:14:28.431+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Be blown away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="376" width="464"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/702974"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/702974" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" width="464" height="376"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/index/susan-boyle-stuns-crowd-with-epic-singing.html"&gt;Susan Boyle Stuns Crowd with Epic Singing&lt;/a&gt; - Watch more &lt;a href="http://www.break.com/"&gt;Funny Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch this and be marvelled. Be prepared for some goosepimples and possibly some tears (if you are emotional like me).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehe, enjoy! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-7239439450286740908?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7239439450286740908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7239439450286740908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-blown-away.html' title='Be blown away.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-3888289880990842643</id><published>2009-04-29T00:53:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T03:20:47.979+09:00</updated><title type='text'>We are in the news! HURHUR!</title><content type='html'>This is totally believable. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading this article from the widely acclaimed highly unreliable source, filled with advertisements (especially call-me-if-u-r-lonely adverts), gossips on who's dating who and who's doing what which is technically none of your shitty business and a newspaper which all my senior high school teachers have warned me from reading but i read anyway newspaper - THE NEWPAPER -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what i found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJC students on scoring As for project work &lt;br /&gt;Teachers guide us a lot  &lt;br /&gt;Despite some JCs doing better, some teachers say it's 'spoon-feeding' and inconsistent &lt;br /&gt;April 23, 2009 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;source: http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/news/story/0,4136,199716,00.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost got an UNEXPLAINABLE THRILL from reading this article!! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only ex-MERDIANS or suay-kias (tsk tsk, us unlucky kids) like me can understand WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTHER F*UKERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you lead a school PLEASE FOR YOUR MOTHER'S AND EVERYBODY'S MOTHER'S SAKE kindly read ARISTOTLE AND HIS PHILOSOPHER FRIENDS' TAKE ON THE PURPOSE OF EDUCATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stop being a bunch of detractors, its just not quite right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on a lighter note, i saw a group on facebook that reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was late for lecture because i missed the NUS shuttle!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of something that had happened to my dear friend Xiao wei during her first 3 months in TPJC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope shes not sick of Shanghainese food yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vividly remembered the flour noodles served with a whole chunck of peanut butter i had when i was visiting her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&gt;.&lt;")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-3888289880990842643?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3888289880990842643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3888289880990842643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-in-news-hurhur.html' title='We are in the news! HURHUR!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-21622788144710151</id><published>2009-04-27T23:56:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:24:29.372+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Thai food that binds. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfXI6Mnq6mI/AAAAAAAADB8/LOOASFVgnqc/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329386636208433762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfXI6Mnq6mI/AAAAAAAADB8/LOOASFVgnqc/s400/DSC01090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfXI6EHs3HI/AAAAAAAADB0/ck2f3QuX1Qs/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329386633926859890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfXI6EHs3HI/AAAAAAAADB0/ck2f3QuX1Qs/s400/DSC01089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfXI59P7wgI/AAAAAAAADBs/tbxt0ReO8mg/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329386632082342402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfXI59P7wgI/AAAAAAAADBs/tbxt0ReO8mg/s400/DSC01087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With foods that bind - friendship, tastes and even stomachs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jar and Vivian are two very special individuals whom i had gotten acquainted with in this Kyoto University exchange program. I learnt alot from them and am motivated a notch higher whenever i am with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Previously, before i had known better, i had thought that i was a hardworking and determinded person. However, as life lessons and events happen, i realise i am but a lazy bum monkeying with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in today's term: a weaksauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, it is the people i meet - Jar and Vivian in particularly who make feel as though i should start making improvements and not excuses with my behaviour and my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most important of all, i enjoy their company thoroughly and am very very glad and appreciative that i can meet them and the rest of the 4th floor-ers here in cold cold Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-21622788144710151?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/21622788144710151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/21622788144710151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/04/thai-food-that-binds.html' title='Thai food that binds. (:'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfXI6Mnq6mI/AAAAAAAADB8/LOOASFVgnqc/s72-c/DSC01090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-7719669631738614714</id><published>2009-04-25T03:06:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:24:32.073+09:00</updated><title type='text'>3.24am</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328324240595975746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfICqojTfkI/AAAAAAAADBc/4X5zzQzC0Gs/s400/IMG_0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfICq7GdZjI/AAAAAAAADBk/wiWwN3b9ZUI/s1600-h/IMG_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328324245575263794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfICq7GdZjI/AAAAAAAADBk/wiWwN3b9ZUI/s400/IMG_0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Its 3.06am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going for a Kabuki play later in the morning. Truth be told, i'm not particularly excited about it but i'm having good company tomorrow so, i am more than glad to go (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beats staying in the room all day eh. Baby always tells me to go out and some sunshine, like i will get mouldy if i won't. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i have a speech presentation on sunday afternoon in Senshoji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And surprise of all surprises, it'll be in everyone's beloved Japanese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all: "Thank you for your overconfidence in me lah hor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all 6 pages of Japanese! I'm having my prematured 研究はっびょう! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in good hands, i can do it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the 2 photos above, i'm just reminiscing about last's week journey to Taisekiji!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting was one adventure i wouldn't be forgetting soon! Haha, but i have to practice my presentation now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, so guai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 hours of proscrasination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-7719669631738614714?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7719669631738614714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7719669631738614714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/04/324am.html' title='3.24am'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SfICqojTfkI/AAAAAAAADBc/4X5zzQzC0Gs/s72-c/IMG_0882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8602309552388499663</id><published>2009-02-01T18:34:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:12:17.208+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner party after work. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVz0VfXViI/AAAAAAAAC_4/HPEVFNR8Zxs/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVz0VfXViI/AAAAAAAAC_4/HPEVFNR8Zxs/s400/DSC00701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297767879630345762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work on Friday. And AGAIN! I had to rush for the train, must be the bad karma from being lazy to wake up 5 minutes earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Boss decided that it would be nice to have dinner together after work and i stayed back in the school after work to wait for Izacc to finish his class with lil' Ono -(?-not sure if this is his name) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ono had an English test! I made tea and snacks for him whilst he was 'eeeh-toh-ing' and 'errrr..' ing on his paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what i saw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;学校　=　skel&lt;br /&gt;ありがとう=tenk yew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute right. I know that he knows the answer but the spelling was just a little too 複雑 for him. But come to think of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Skel' DOES sound like 'School' and 'tenk yew' DOES sound like 'Thank You'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i understand the pain of learning English! Haha, now my pain of learning Japanese isn't so bad. at least it isn't as tonal as Mandarin or English! (only in the case of Ono-chan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you were wondering, when it came to the oral practice Ono-chan scored full marks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER CAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izacc was hoping that we would have 焼き肉..Haha! But his hopes (and mine too) were crushed when we saw boss coming through the door with containers of food and cans of cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;バイバイヤキニク！ ^^&lt;br /&gt;[bye bye Yaki Niku] ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least we had some non-alcoholic beer (?) and Izacc was still happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVw3gwAA5I/AAAAAAAAC_I/WkqpPGxW7a0/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVw3gwAA5I/AAAAAAAAC_I/WkqpPGxW7a0/s400/DSC00698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297764635657634706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just give him his 面白い味のビール！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was great though it was not anything close to 焼き肉.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVyNq2DozI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/aP6mYjjDL0I/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVyNq2DozI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/aP6mYjjDL0I/s400/DSC00696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297766115836142386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVyNqkPd5I/AAAAAAAAC_Y/8cQPYn8-1as/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVyNqkPd5I/AAAAAAAAC_Y/8cQPYn8-1as/s400/DSC00697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297766115761420178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really good Okonomiyaki! Courtesy of boss's grandmother ^^ Obasan, arigatou neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVyN6Y6g_I/AAAAAAAAC_g/dvNMFwBgVJ8/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVyN6Y6g_I/AAAAAAAAC_g/dvNMFwBgVJ8/s400/DSC00699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297766120008877042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not really Yakiniku and not even remotely Japanese but delicious anyway ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVyOFlDmEI/AAAAAAAAC_o/z3k_oznRNjw/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVyOFlDmEI/AAAAAAAAC_o/z3k_oznRNjw/s400/DSC00700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297766123012593730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the sweetest and most loving couple i've ever met. They never held hands and were not even seated next to each other during dinner but you can really sense the love and adoration Takeshi has for his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVz0YrMG_I/AAAAAAAADAA/rTU8fYppxsE/s1600-h/DSC00702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVz0YrMG_I/AAAAAAAADAA/rTU8fYppxsE/s400/DSC00702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297767880485247986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can u believe they are both mothers-of-two? Hehe! The lady on the left is my boss. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Such lovable ladies don't you think? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVz0mpnGGI/AAAAAAAADAI/wNP2iLqgEZg/s1600-h/DSC00704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVz0mpnGGI/AAAAAAAADAI/wNP2iLqgEZg/s400/DSC00704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297767884236724322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             STAR OF THE DAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVz0rAs10I/AAAAAAAADAQ/owW6RyV78Rk/s1600-h/DSC00705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVz0rAs10I/AAAAAAAADAQ/owW6RyV78Rk/s400/DSC00705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297767885407311682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      A GREAT WAY TO END AN AWESOME DINNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my job and my colleagues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not hard to see why eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8602309552388499663?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8602309552388499663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8602309552388499663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/02/dinner-party-after-work.html' title='Dinner party after work. (:'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVz0VfXViI/AAAAAAAAC_4/HPEVFNR8Zxs/s72-c/DSC00701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8708871258754225408</id><published>2009-02-01T18:05:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:30:57.484+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Family..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVmgl5sXMI/AAAAAAAAC-4/sUN6R70VuAw/s1600-h/f578061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVmgl5sXMI/AAAAAAAAC-4/sUN6R70VuAw/s400/f578061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297753246787198146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home and Singapore dreadfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More so, i miss my family so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday lunches, movies and grocery shopping with some kopi-sweu-dai and toasted bun along the way never fail to make my week a more wholesome and sweet one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what movies i have missed so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 8.30am this morning because i was trying so hard to retrieve the photos which had been deleted by my computer when i first arrive in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 months of trying, i finally got to getting it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was well worth it! I spent my day today just gazing at them pictures and thanking the fact that i had taken these pictures, of which i now can spend my lonely days in Japan with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, i'm not sad, regretful or self-pitying. Don't mistaken me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful for being able to come to Japan and be a student of Kyoto University. In fact, i am happy. Truly, i am. But, choices and goals come with a price and that price for me would be the time with my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i made a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family dearly, my thoughts, prayers and love will always be with them. That, no matter where i am or what choice i make, will never falter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, for what I'm sure and what i know, is the only factor constant in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVq_DhqFNI/AAAAAAAAC_A/qepLuNzHo9I/s1600-h/f20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVq_DhqFNI/AAAAAAAAC_A/qepLuNzHo9I/s400/f20045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297758168182035666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8708871258754225408?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8708871258754225408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8708871258754225408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/02/family.html' title='Family..'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYVmgl5sXMI/AAAAAAAAC-4/sUN6R70VuAw/s72-c/f578061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-1078105099540370312</id><published>2009-01-28T20:44:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:42:08.986+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year baby..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYS3l-JtxZI/AAAAAAAABro/OKMuKvaFv1U/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYS3l-JtxZI/AAAAAAAABro/OKMuKvaFv1U/s320/DSC00776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297560924661335442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to miss him more and more these days. Especially since its the festive season now! Wonder how its like to welcome the new OX year with him and my family by my side. hehe. not bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wanna give him a big bear hug and sing to his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恭喜恭喜你呀，恭喜恭喜你！每个人的..something something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something something...就是恭喜恭喜。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the second choice of song i will sing for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财神到财神到你家们口 (repeat 10 times accordingly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if he will confiscate my red packet for doing so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i will find out next year ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-1078105099540370312?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1078105099540370312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1078105099540370312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-baby.html' title='Happy new year baby..'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYS3l-JtxZI/AAAAAAAABro/OKMuKvaFv1U/s72-c/DSC00776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-426324021819231721</id><published>2009-01-28T20:15:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:33:49.079+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday's journey of faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA-bBFikBI/AAAAAAAABqY/aWw-KnQTXVs/s1600-h/DSC00671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA-bBFikBI/AAAAAAAABqY/aWw-KnQTXVs/s320/DSC00671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296301795656765458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for Taisekiji on Sunday morning - 5.00am. And returned home the same day at 10pm^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah~ not bad eh. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYBAgJPL9UI/AAAAAAAABrA/iELZYa5vcdw/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYBAgJPL9UI/AAAAAAAABrA/iELZYa5vcdw/s320/DSC00667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296304082767312194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYBAgC3VVyI/AAAAAAAABrI/FyF1MJvZGHU/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYBAgC3VVyI/AAAAAAAABrI/FyF1MJvZGHU/s320/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296304081056651042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 beauties of 宣照寺。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYBAgSOtHnI/AAAAAAAABrQ/PG9lDeGp_MA/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYBAgSOtHnI/AAAAAAAABrQ/PG9lDeGp_MA/s320/DSC00664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296304085181210226" border="0" /&gt;Hello there leng zai!!  (:  hehe.  He didn't see it coming！ ：D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA_tVsDyjI/AAAAAAAABq4/hBulw0BxDJg/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA_tVsDyjI/AAAAAAAABq4/hBulw0BxDJg/s320/DSC00662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296303209936308786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite bento of the year! :D Though if everything was twice its size, things would have been more perfect. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh wells, greediness is never encouraged in Buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Yearning to see the Buddha, they never begrudge their lives."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-426324021819231721?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/426324021819231721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/426324021819231721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/sundays-journey-of-faith.html' title='Sunday&apos;s journey of faith.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA-bBFikBI/AAAAAAAABqY/aWw-KnQTXVs/s72-c/DSC00671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-4916124767262917015</id><published>2009-01-28T19:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:12:58.064+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Great dinner date^^</title><content type='html'>After our Monday presentation which went badly, my dear economics group still thought that we all  deserve a good dinner together.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we were poor students on a budget, (well, because I was THE poor student on a budget) everyone was accommodating enough to have SHAKEYS for dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us and our 850yen all you can eat pizzaaaasssss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6CxcQWkI/AAAAAAAABp4/0fYtxCiywGI/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6CxcQWkI/AAAAAAAABp4/0fYtxCiywGI/s320/DSC00655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296296981093702210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe. cheapo mae and her awesome Kyodai groupmates^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6CuyeNFI/AAAAAAAABpw/h6pJsrKLlCo/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6CuyeNFI/AAAAAAAABpw/h6pJsrKLlCo/s320/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296296980381578322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6DMK1JxI/AAAAAAAABqI/4_4-wToqq9c/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6DMK1JxI/AAAAAAAABqI/4_4-wToqq9c/s320/DSC00657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296296988268373778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6C9MCAKI/AAAAAAAABqA/AFHoybYABpU/s1600-h/DSC00656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6C9MCAKI/AAAAAAAABqA/AFHoybYABpU/s320/DSC00656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296296984246878370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6DSs4vsI/AAAAAAAABqQ/m04_Hb-Qojs/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6DSs4vsI/AAAAAAAABqQ/m04_Hb-Qojs/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296296990021828290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome dinner with PLENTY of talking and talking. We even got the courtesy of getting to meet Brad, a really cool Aussie! So we yak yak and yak till SHAKEYS&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6DSs4vsI/AAAAAAAABqQ/m04_Hb-Qojs/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;closed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how good we are. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for the Developmental Economics class :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and my face..&lt;br /&gt;its getting rounder than it should!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*miffed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*deadpans*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-4916124767262917015?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4916124767262917015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4916124767262917015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-dinner-date.html' title='Great dinner date^^'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SYA6CxcQWkI/AAAAAAAABp4/0fYtxCiywGI/s72-c/DSC00655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8675979491129279857</id><published>2009-01-23T00:07:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:36:43.338+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_C35P73BKo&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_C35P73BKo&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beautiful song, one that propelled him to instant stardom in shores beyond that of Taiwan's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not hard to see why. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bought his album back when i was working in China, only S$2.50. *glee*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, i was reading the economist.com and there was news fresh from the mouth of our dear finance minister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore might be devaluing the Sing Dollar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294140247396221778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXiQgWUmg1I/AAAAAAAABpo/09Xw1PuWni8/s320/miss_you_graphics_.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;And you know what is most sian?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just because the news was released, monetary policies need not be adjusted to devalue the Sing Dollar, market sentiments and panic would just do it for us. *like..hurrah.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this afternoon,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;100yen = S$1.65/1.68&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not bad huh, leave it to the market forces to turn the wheel for us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Free-style play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Adam smith way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Mae is damn suay.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Singapore! Look at me!!!  Hang in there!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least, Wait until i come home can?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't like that leh. &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/2638599522457468850-8675979491129279857?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8675979491129279857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8675979491129279857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-song-one-that-propelled-him.html' title=''/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXiQgWUmg1I/AAAAAAAABpo/09Xw1PuWni8/s72-c/miss_you_graphics_.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-2738746995098421290</id><published>2009-01-21T00:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:38:38.269+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting the days to seeing the sun again! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293396652170672690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXXsNaPf-jI/AAAAAAAABpY/O4PzIgfiRXA/s320/summer+happiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Am really happy about going home for the holidays. Hmm, am i am happy about going home or happy to leave this exorbitantly expensive country that is Japan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, both lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason or another, this winter in Kyoto is getting hard to bear. I get really moody easily and poor boyfriend has to put up with my dumbass behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets dark too early and i get hungry too quickly -&gt; worst shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells.. 30 more pages of report to go, 2 more exams and many more hours of studying Japanese and everything will be okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES IT WILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293396784840874738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXXsVIeimvI/AAAAAAAABpg/__YjVCahUHY/s320/DSC00632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe, i think its quite nice la, so just showoff lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;eeeee-yer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BU YAO LIAN! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahaha ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-2738746995098421290?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/2738746995098421290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/2738746995098421290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/counting-days-to-seeing-sun-again-p.html' title='Counting the days to seeing the sun again! :P'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXXsNaPf-jI/AAAAAAAABpY/O4PzIgfiRXA/s72-c/summer+happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-3946885974283242747</id><published>2009-01-18T21:38:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:59:44.004+09:00</updated><title type='text'>sian-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXMlC5qZvxI/AAAAAAAABpQ/yrmuJvbA4tw/s1600-h/sian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292614718859099922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXMlC5qZvxI/AAAAAAAABpQ/yrmuJvbA4tw/s320/sian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sibei sian, so many things to do which in my opinion are boliao things- so many reports all blardie at least 10 pages long and 2 freaking presentations to complete by this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bogged down with all these when i should be studying my Japanese language. (=.=)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the whole point of why i am here.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ah beng in army daze,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian ah! Sibei sian ah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAO LIAN EH!! CHIONG AH!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-3946885974283242747?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3946885974283242747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3946885974283242747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/sian-ness.html' title='sian-ness.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXMlC5qZvxI/AAAAAAAABpQ/yrmuJvbA4tw/s72-c/sian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-1685029058714535660</id><published>2009-01-17T19:36:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:48:07.112+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My shite Japanese.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXG1zIKsigI/AAAAAAAAAP4/f7LUipr3faI/s1600-h/ganbette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292210927107344898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXG1zIKsigI/AAAAAAAAAP4/f7LUipr3faI/s320/ganbette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;日本語を勉強するために、日本にきました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日本語が　上手に　なるように、毎日勉強　して　います。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;しかし、日本語は　難し　すぎる、　今まで　日本語で　会話を　したことが　ありますせん。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でも、私は決してあきらめません！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一所懸命　勉強　して　います！　何人も　「新しい言語を　勉強する　のは　やさしい」と　言いませんでした！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiong ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-1685029058714535660?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1685029058714535660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1685029058714535660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-shite-japanese.html' title='My shite Japanese.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXG1zIKsigI/AAAAAAAAAP4/f7LUipr3faI/s72-c/ganbette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8973553288547584632</id><published>2009-01-16T22:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:28:53.647+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day is coming II.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXCLVu8ekkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/y8yX4K9FphY/s1600-h/VALENTINE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXCLVu8ekkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/y8yX4K9FphY/s320/VALENTINE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291882767655539266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought somethine for him at LOFT the other day. hehe. but they are definitely not chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought some coloured papers and some really pretty sakura envelopes. I think baby like letters? So, i'm going to write letters to him whenever i'm free from now till Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And (hopefully) by 14th feb, they will be enough to make a bundle. Then, i'll tie them up and hand it to him when i see him again or i'll probably send them over by EMS ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet a not? hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8973553288547584632?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8973553288547584632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8973553288547584632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/valentines-day-is-coming-ii.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day is coming II.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXCLVu8ekkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/y8yX4K9FphY/s72-c/VALENTINE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5629346531249418159</id><published>2009-01-16T21:57:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:31:58.163+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day is coming!!</title><content type='html'>It was the 15th of January yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOFT reminded me that Valentine's day was coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW SO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. In Japan, it has been customary that on Valentine's day GIRLS have to give the BOYS they like chocolate, well to hint like neon-lights on the streets of Hong Kong at night that "I LIKE YOU" &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk about being subtle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe.well, something uniquely Japanese eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, if the girl receives chocolate back from the guy, then.. You get married and have 10 babies! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. nah, just innocent crushes la hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, just like the great Singapore sale atmosphere..where things get a little too overwhelming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875538879074850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXCEw9p3UiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/J9k8JgdJ4eg/s320/DSC00594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;INSTANT CHOCOLATE MIXES - foundue chocolate, chocolate truffle, chocolate cookie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875539790578066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXCExBDLwZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/0Hcsu75-5pc/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MORE INSTANT CHOCOLATE MIXES...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875550194855922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXCExnzwb_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/lpKOIei4O3k/s320/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BAKING ESSENTIALS FOR MAKING INSTANT CHOCOLATES.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875545471670674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXCExWNqWZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/y4SgNmbJO1E/s320/DSC00597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;AND MOREEEEEE CHOCLATE EVERYWHERE!!! (EH LOOK LIKE OUR NTUC'S ROWS AND ROWS OF GARDENIA BREAD HOR? :p)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT THEN. all instant chocolate mixes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND I CONCLUDE.--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PLAY CHEAT ONE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-5629346531249418159?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5629346531249418159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5629346531249418159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/valentines-day-is-coming.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day is coming!!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXCEw9p3UiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/J9k8JgdJ4eg/s72-c/DSC00594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-4370913674676187426</id><published>2009-01-16T21:16:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:47:55.302+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan, Hongkong and Singapore in San-jyou! :)</title><content type='html'>Went to 三条 yesterday wth Vivian and B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;楽しみね！＾＾ -&gt; just one of the obscenely few Japanese i know. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291867868548567458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXB9yfckEaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/FZi-ahEjRKc/s320/DSC00589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;B's thumb is up because of..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291868137851024274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXB-CKrRc5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/kxQfVaYWW9E/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND YES&lt;/em&gt;!, it is as good as it looks ^^ haha. The sauce is American enough in flavour though not spicy enough. But, one shouldn't ask so much for 350yen !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291868131129029938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXB-Bxon9TI/AAAAAAAAAOw/zAsVrHNH1fk/s320/DSC00590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a guess where we were! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After (barely) filling our bellies. Look at the size of the 350yen BAGA! We went to Matsumoto Kiyoshi and i spent like 5000yen there. (read: dearest papa and mama, i'm sorry! :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich we went to LOFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, loft is a departmental life store that stocks everything from "things that you wouldn't ever need in your life but its just too cute to resist from buying" to "daily essentials sold at exorbitant prices and these are the same essentials u can buy from 100yen shop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, its a cool and kawaii! place to &lt;strong&gt;spend or waste&lt;/strong&gt; some time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i found &lt;strong&gt;dim-sum or steamed birds and octopus&lt;/strong&gt; there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291866310355727282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXB8XyucM7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/jVV-6HIDXuU/s320/DSC00593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HEHE. BERY CUTE HOR. (^.^)**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but look closely lah, its actually 2 birds and a tako enjoying some On-sen. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be Japanese bird and Japanese ocotopus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-4370913674676187426?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4370913674676187426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4370913674676187426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/taiwan-hongkong-and-singapore-in-san.html' title='Taiwan, Hongkong and Singapore in San-jyou! :)'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXB9yfckEaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/FZi-ahEjRKc/s72-c/DSC00589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8523640740342396029</id><published>2009-01-16T20:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:15:57.321+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore came! ^^</title><content type='html'>*ringring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello! I'm the guardman, do u speak Japanese?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "yes, i do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardman: "okay, please come downstairs to collect your package"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the guardman don't wanna practice Japanese with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, anyway.. guess what came in the mail last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291849136992967458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXBswK9sWyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/kci01J9FMXc/s320/DSC00599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Singapore came ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you so much my dearest family!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh! Fried Onion came too ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But fishball, char tou kuey, fried fish bee hoon and black pepper crab didn't. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehe, but these will keep me happy for now ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm coming home soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way my flight back home will cost me close to S$1000; Dominic told me that his ticket from Osaka to FRANKFURT on EMIRATES will cost him only S$1200.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LIEW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since when we became so far from Japan huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and it'll take me more than 10 hrs to reach home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*deadpans* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope Cathy Pacific is a good way to fly. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm coming back home!~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SINGAPURA!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8523640740342396029?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8523640740342396029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8523640740342396029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/singapore-came.html' title='Singapore came! ^^'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SXBswK9sWyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/kci01J9FMXc/s72-c/DSC00599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8157706893496786638</id><published>2009-01-13T00:07:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:28:55.301+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation of the year!</title><content type='html'>Done with my presentation for my Japanese Garden Design class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, come to think of it ah, how come my group can do on the Artichectural design of Beijing Olympic Games Venues ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A) How did they think of it? - Not even remotely near the objective of the course. READ: The Meaning of Japanese Garden Design. - Its not even remotely Japanese and neither is it anything close to a garden!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B)How did my teacher approved our research theme?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh, never mind, or in Jit-pun: dai-jyoooo-buuuu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my class "The Meaning of Japanese Garden Design" i'm doing a presentation on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290425350952181058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWtd06o53UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IrBnpZ9xiLg/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Beijing National Aquatics Centre aka The Watercube YEAY! =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Essentially what i learnt from this course and from doing this presentation can be summed up in 6 words:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The watercube looks like VIVOCITY HOR?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wakakakakkaka!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And something else interesting..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each of us is allocated 1 minute to present our chosen architecture's design.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not bad eh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crash course to 1 minute presentations:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rule number one: Don't breathe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rule number two: Don't you dare ummmm..erm...ehhhhh..ehhhhtooo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rule number three: Don't breathe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rule number four: there is no such thing as a comma, fullstop or a breath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rule number five: If u forget your presentation speech. Just tell the audience your name, class, birthdate and your lao-bei and lao-bu's name, breathe 2x and then it'll all be over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not bad hor?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Japan rocks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;^^*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8157706893496786638?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8157706893496786638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8157706893496786638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/presentation-of-year.html' title='Presentation of the year!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWtd06o53UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IrBnpZ9xiLg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-856839178915418156</id><published>2009-01-12T21:47:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:19:03.819+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Japanese family ^^</title><content type='html'>Today i met with my host family again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was horribly late because i took the wrong train from Kyoto JR station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of taking the normal/sub-express train..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the SUPER-UWON'TBELIEVEHOWFASTITISTILLUSITIT DUPER YOEXPRESS TRAIN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DIEDED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liew, the train was going sooooooooooo freaking fast, i freaking understood at that point why Japanese people choose to sleep on trains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CLOSE YOUR EYES AND THE F1 RIDE WILL BE OVER SOOOOOOOONNNNN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAR!! IT GO SO FAST, I CAN IMAGINE THAT IF I PUKE, IT'LL LEAVE A TRAIL BEHIND ME...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLEAH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not going complain about our MRT anymore..60+km/h is good for meee and all the ah-pek and ah-ma alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, THE SUPER-EXPRESS TRAIN DIDN'T STOP FOR 6 STOPS AND I ENDED UP IN THIS PLACE IN &lt;strong&gt;OSAKA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i almost cried lah. :( cos the Japanese people don't understand my Japanese and when they do, i don't understand what they trying to tell meeee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KNN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally i found my way to Katsuragawa from Takatsuki (i'll nv forget this name for as long as i liveeee~!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By then, i was already late for more than an hour..anyway, main point is that i've found them and i was still alive but badly frightened like a lost puppy! (HAHAHA. =.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY HOST FAMILY..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWs_LcOCUaI/AAAAAAAAANY/jSpexsOfYr4/s1600-h/IMG_5985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290391653062955426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWs_LcOCUaI/AAAAAAAAANY/jSpexsOfYr4/s200/IMG_5985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWs_d_4NMsI/AAAAAAAAANg/VNi2wDMHuQg/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290391971872715458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWs_d_4NMsI/AAAAAAAAANg/VNi2wDMHuQg/s200/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paiseh, she look a little bit like ailen here but i assuer u in reality shes really really lovely and cute! ^^ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chirou-chan!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But today, Kotaro and Irie-papa was not home so Irie-Mama invited some of her friends along and here we are..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290393389476137970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWtAwg3My_I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZW3PlPX9QC0/s320/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290393396589171266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWtAw7XFEkI/AAAAAAAAANw/BHHr-4WIscU/s320/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290393401138544418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWtAxMTu_yI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-wfOVg19sAs/s320/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a lovely day and Irie-mama ended the ladies (uh-hmmph, that includes me) chit-chat session by playing the piano for us. ^^  Enjoyed myself greatly despite the bad initial start! Demo, eat, drink and be merry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh, my hair nice bo? hahahaha. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have to do my presentation for my Japanese Garden design now! That is if i can drag my arse to go about doing it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;blah. school sucks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my my, why did that come from?&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/2638599522457468850-856839178915418156?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/856839178915418156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/856839178915418156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-japanese-family.html' title='My Japanese family ^^'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWs_LcOCUaI/AAAAAAAAANY/jSpexsOfYr4/s72-c/IMG_5985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-4339687426902514704</id><published>2009-01-11T23:37:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:48:29.727+09:00</updated><title type='text'>same old brand but new me. :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWoE0Jgff4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/draJcqPya4o/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290046006251978626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWoE0Jgff4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/draJcqPya4o/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After reading my previous post, i decided to start doing something to change my image, to celebrate me turning 22. (hurray. -_-")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To reduce the list of my grievances, i have taken things into my own hands and change my image for a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sui boh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-4339687426902514704?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4339687426902514704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4339687426902514704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/same-old-brand-but-new-me-p.html' title='same old brand but new me. :P'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/SWoE0Jgff4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/draJcqPya4o/s72-c/DSC00556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-561536199995354261</id><published>2009-01-11T23:12:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:28:23.852+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 22.</title><content type='html'>Siao eh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this year a few times with the dreadful a.k.a kanasai reminder than i am 22 years old officially lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my birthday is in november, no one will give me face and say i'm 21 because of that. Hence, i decided to calmy accept this FACT of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 years old............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why my hair still like when i was 16 years old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why my weight still never decrease one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the stoopid baby-fat on my face won't go away one. (or is it not babyfat???..  :(  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why my Japanese standard still like my cantonese standard？？ (cannot make it..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i still have acne one?? still puberty meh??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i still cannot convert effectively from YEN to RMB; instead must convert from YEN to SG$ to RMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why oh why i still like to eat POCKY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i still like to eat so much???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i still look the same as when i was 16 years old???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why people still guess my age as 28????!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**snorts**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turning 22 years old. sian, don't like also must accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-561536199995354261?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/561536199995354261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/561536199995354261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/turning-22.html' title='Turning 22.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-296295388341756745</id><published>2008-11-08T01:57:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:16:01.946+09:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidity.</title><content type='html'>Every relationship can't always go the way u expect it to, that i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why the feelings of sadness and unfairness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because, i dislike waiting for him time and again..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because, i always wonder what to do whilst waiting for him to knock off from work..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because, i know i am losing precious sleep staying up waiting for a phone call from him ..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because, i've spent too much time just waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Myabe because, it seems i have to sacrifice more than he does..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because, he is doing more talking than acting..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because, i'm so tired of the stoopid competition from so many other girls and ex-es in his life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe because, i am just not confident enough and i am just too demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know its tiring to wait till 2am for one to knock off from work.&lt;br /&gt;every single night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupidity. just plain stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-296295388341756745?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/296295388341756745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/296295388341756745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/11/stupidity.html' title='stupidity.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-4738515657579294146</id><published>2008-03-27T00:12:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T00:51:01.476+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kohsuke's Singapore</title><content type='html'>been a damn right crazy week. Kohsuke arrived in Singapore on 21/3 and from there on, i believed he and the bunch of us have travelled through the whole of Singapore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm super tired albeit being super happy cos i know Kohsuke had a memorable time in Singapore and that he made good friends here. To my dear dear friends who selflessly gave your time to him and me, a big thank you along with a teddy bear hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not where you are; its who you are with. How aptly this phrase applies to one's stay in Singapore. So, had better make sure you have friends in a certain country before travelling there along especially if its to a super small country like Singapore where finding things to do and places to go are already chores on their own already. That being said, bringing Kohsuke around Singapore made me realise how beautiful Singapore and NUS actually is because i saw things from my foreign friend's point of view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appreciate Singapore and Sentosa (haha!) more than ever now. (: Singapore is fun on its own but it'll be so much more of a lovely trip if you had local friends with u. I bet Kohsuke will agree with me on that :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182073000166224706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R-pr8BcM80I/AAAAAAAAAIw/4JEP02zYLTE/s320/DSC01079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not forgetting the two beautiful ladies Jing Yi and San San who were with us too. Sorry babes, i only have the pics ah yi sent me in the computer i'm using now. Will upload your beautiful pictures soon :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yo! We sent Sentosa and took many crazy pictures! The best part would be the night show - Songs of the Seas- where we were all seating under the heavy rain watching the laser-show! I'll never forget that pitiful sight of us under the heavy rain all drenched and cold whilst trying to enjoy the show :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182075035980723026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R-ptyhcM81I/AAAAAAAAAI4/e5sGl2UwvyE/s320/DSC01121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After the show, we went to get some beer and cam-whored on the roof of Vivo-city! Very ideal place to just chill with your friends! I think, that was the highlight of Kohsuke's whole trip to Singapore we just had crazy fun, beer and lots of rendition of 'Hardo-gay' from Ah Yi and Kohsuke. :) Tanoshi-katta neh. Kohsuke said he has been to so many countries and Singapore is, insofar, the best country he has ever been to. :) Wahhhh, it made us swell so much with Singaporean pride that we gave him a Kallang-wave. *grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it was soon time for Kohsuke to leave Japan. I still can't believe how all of us made it to the airport by 8am! (: Amazing mind-over-body effort peeps :) Without you guys, everything will not be a s special as how it had turned out to be!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love you guys :) very very much. Kaimyo-In students two thumbs up mannnnn! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-4738515657579294146?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4738515657579294146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4738515657579294146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/kohsukes-singapore.html' title='Kohsuke&apos;s Singapore'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R-pr8BcM80I/AAAAAAAAAIw/4JEP02zYLTE/s72-c/DSC01079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8048991706767533270</id><published>2008-03-21T04:37:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:12:20.686+09:00</updated><title type='text'>just talk talk.</title><content type='html'>3 days and 9 hours of sleep. (: Cool, i'm either gonna evolved into a superwoman or a corpse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By and large, it'll be the latter as i've been feeling rather sick these days. As of now, i so want to puke my guts out. haha. But ohs well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i had a very interesting conversation with 3 of my friends. Guo Hwa was asking us what we would think of when we see coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken: Bitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Makes me happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guo Hwa: Addictive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liang Yi: Grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, what we would think of when we see coffee is actually reflective of the sentiments we have or would have towards sex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our answers were all not politically correct but the one that amuses me the most till now would the the GRANDMOTHER answer. (: My friend thinks of grandmother when he thinks of sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds terribly wrong des neh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, was a reunion of MAD4 - Mae Anthea Dolly and Loreen. We've been sisters since we were 13 and look as us now! 21 and looking not the least different from when we were 13. ha. who am i trying to kid. :) Learnt something: milk after uber-spicy-sze-chuan-chilli-soup is the key to a non-painful aftermath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179917755512320818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R-LDwRcM8zI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-K975B8aOhQ/s320/IMG_0598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna sleep now. I just came home from Timbre @ Substation a secluded pub tucked on the side of quiet Armanien Street. The drink was nothing to rave about, i got a medicine-tasting-lychee-freeze-that-costed-me-$14-blah- Despite so, i enjoyed my time there as the band was awesome! - The Goodfellas! - one of the best or even the best live-band i've ever watched perform. Shirley and The Unexpected is good too but the covers by The Goodfellas were more to my preference. Pity i had to leave earlier than my peeps as i was too tired (ha. how interesting this is right now as i blog)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm just plain talking. i'll go sleep now. Kohsuke and Kensuke comes in later!! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&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/2638599522457468850-8048991706767533270?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8048991706767533270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8048991706767533270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-talk-talk.html' title='just talk talk.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R-LDwRcM8zI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-K975B8aOhQ/s72-c/IMG_0598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-3655604828039939025</id><published>2008-03-19T01:16:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T01:50:29.567+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad day'/><title type='text'>cheer up mae. (:</title><content type='html'>Actually, i had every intention of going to bed right now as i have a long day tomorrow. Demo, i received a message on my MSN whilst i was offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reads "Mae san, why never update blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for you (: I will blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something odd happened today, before evening prayers started in our temple this evening, i suddenly felt very downcast and my mood became melancholic. For whatever reason, i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was of course superbly overjoyed at the sight of our new temple and our wooden Joju-Gohonzon but my life condition today was a little on the wobbly side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what was important was that 'sad' moment of mine made me decide to CUT MY HAIR! hahaha :) Which was really a wise thing to do considering how much my hair's been looking like a bush these days. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cutting thy hair, i reflected on that sudden sad moment (haha, being dramatic) and realised that probably i had been very self-centred in my thinking and thoughts these days. It was all about me me me and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwelling on trival matters of the heart. Dreading the day i leave Singapore. Lamenting about how much i miss school and all the gibberish about missing the intellectual environment of school. Meandering through my days in boredom and refusing to do any productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Dang** the above has been what i have been doing these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How frigging irresponsible i have been leading my life like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more irresponsible living from tomorrow onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did i like myself become so narrow-minded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to my brand new day with my brand new HAIRCUT. hahaha!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179122656378038930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R9_wnaWXKpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_XWRJ9RpN8U/s320/IMG_0569+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hopefully, i can keep my hair looking like that for many days to come. (: YA YA! I know! Its definite HIGH TIME for a change yeah peeps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes. And everything commences now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-3655604828039939025?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3655604828039939025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3655604828039939025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/cheer-up-mae.html' title='cheer up mae. (:'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R9_wnaWXKpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/_XWRJ9RpN8U/s72-c/IMG_0569+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8062620678889776459</id><published>2008-03-13T18:56:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:12:23.104+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakthrough! I fixed my laptop! hahaha</title><content type='html'>Hohoho! I've fixed my laptop - single-handedly! I have two relatively-tech savvy (relative to me :P) brothers but i think they couldn't care less and left me in the deep blue sea. And so, after HOURS AND HOURS of messing with my DELL; i've finally trouble-shooted everything. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From being absolutely technologically-challenged to being less of a klutz with computers. An achievement for me indeed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to fill this bond with my laptop after the hours and hours meddling with it. I had entertained the thought of changing my laptop. But looking back now, me deeming it 'inefficienct' may have stemmed from my very own impaitence. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: From today, i'll treasure my laptop even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for online-help forums and my laptop's hardiness. :) I once crashed my friend's laptop with a single light touch of my finger and now things are looking a little more hopeful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins. okay, fine i'm making a hooha out of a little small achievement of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, by gholly it sure feels good fixing the damn problem (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. the weather's been pretty bad this few days. It has been raining heavily today again..Singapore's been kinda cold these days. Hope it stops soon, i have to be out this evening and the weather is dampening my spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. But, no excuses. Gotta go get ready now (: Ciaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8062620678889776459?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8062620678889776459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8062620678889776459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/breakthrough-i-fixed-my-laptop-hahaha.html' title='Breakthrough! I fixed my laptop! hahaha'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-7862929472629026005</id><published>2008-03-10T03:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T04:10:54.620+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantonese and me.</title><content type='html'>I was borned and raised in a Hokkien-speaking family. Though, till this day i&lt;br /&gt;m unclear whether the words that sprout out from my mouth is authentic Hokkien, Singaporean Hokkien (one that the Taiwanese people can't understand) or the Teochew-kena-mixed-with-Hokkien kinda Hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SURE don't speak any Cantonese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imh Sek Teng, Imh Sek Kong or in my own grandparents' tongue "Buay hiao tia, buay hiao kong." The only Cantonese i know is limited to "wheres the toilet" "go to hell" and whatever Dim Sum food name there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm gonna to embark on the impossible and that is to learn Cantonese. Truth be told, i have no interest whatsoever in the Cantonese language. Not that i have anything against it or anything, just that i'm totally clueless and am an absolute NOOB in it and i have yet to master my own dialect. Hence, i am a bit hesitant. But, i took a leap of faith and yesterday i was trying to communicate in basic Cantonese with some of my choir mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them thought i was speaking Korean!!!! (o.O)??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then turn to an Uncle nearby and spoke to him and he understood only 1/10 of what i was trying to tell him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How encouraging eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha (: Anything tough is always worth a fight eh!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Hong Kong and Guangzhou is the land of the speaking Cantonese campaigns so i better fight hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Cantonese speaking friends out there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jit bai jiat lat liao la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-7862929472629026005?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7862929472629026005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7862929472629026005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/cantonese-and-me.html' title='Cantonese and me.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-3312965855853518030</id><published>2008-03-10T01:50:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T02:12:01.860+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spirit of the Hokkeko.</title><content type='html'>The last two days and past weekends, a placed dubbed SPIKO - Spirit of Hokkeko - has been our lil' home. We spend our whole weekends in SPIKO- eating together, sleeping together and practicing our cultural items together. Normally, spending so much time with people, and the SAME people for that matter, would invariably bring out the worse in everybody. Arguments have a tendency to escalate into fights when everyone starts taking everyone else for granted and the environment for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, what is happening is quite the opposite in a place called SPIKO. (: SPIKO is bringing out the best in everyone and maybe it has something to do with the place being called The Spirit of the Hokkeko. What an apt name :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in The Spirit Of Hokkeko aka SPIKO brings out the best in everyone. We see everyone, from the main performers to the unsung heroes - the nannies and the logistics personnel tirelessly doing their best just to deliver a seamless and perfect performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nerve-wrecking for me during the evening's rehearsal; i had to conduct the choir as our conductor was away this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nerve-wrecking because i knew nothing about music and i had to lead my choir on the front. But guess what, at the end of the day, they were guiding me and not me them. (: My worries unfounded eh, this is a performance of faith and all i have to do is to have faith, not in them, but in what binds us all in a common spirit - that of the Hokkeko's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come sunday will be the most beautiful day of my life and because of our faith, to all 300 performers- it will be the most perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice, Protect, Propagate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-3312965855853518030?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3312965855853518030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3312965855853518030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/spirit-of-hokkeko.html' title='The Spirit of the Hokkeko.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5599950056431238430</id><published>2008-03-10T01:05:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:50:22.081+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Elmo.</title><content type='html'>missing u~&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone and they had absolutely no idea whatsoever? Or fell for your best friend in the entire world, then sat around and watched him/her fall for someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle? We tell lies when we are afraid… afraid of what we don’t know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing we fear grows stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed that the worst way to miss someone is when they are right beside you and yet you can never have them… when the moment you can’t feel them under your fingertips you miss them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered which hurts the most; Saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing and wishing you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most important things are the hardest to say. Don’t be afraid to tell someone you love himor her. If you do, they might break your heart… but if you don’t, you might break theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever decided not to become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person? You can’t tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own… when you least suspect it, or even when you don’t want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stumbled upon someone's blog and i found the above. I believe most of us, or everyone of us, can relate to that matter like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175775450925312642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R9QMWaWXKoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zvIJIqsggeQ/s320/baby-sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have nothing to add to what that was copied. Being emotional at 12.14am whilst everyone is asleep and nothing seems to be interesting on tv isn't an ideal way for me to end my day. So, anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking that maybe it wasn't just a good idea to stop school for one semester after all. I miss school- the intellectual environment, the days of discussion, the time in the library and my university mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of them is in school and busy with projects and reports and are only free on weekends, many a number are really sweet to make an effort to keep in contact with me and ask me out for a drink or two. There are absolutely no complaints about my friends; as friends, i'll give them a 110%! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem lies with me. I figured i enjoy being a part of something bigger than myself- be it a school, a company or an organisation and the only thing keeping me sane now is my faith and from faith stems my optimism which then fuels my everyday with spirit. I miss all of those who have walked my years of college and university with me. I miss them terribly- especially the times we have drinking some funky-juice-concortion the Arts Canteen comes up with, the complaints from the CMN majors, the lamentation that our Japanese teacher is speaking too fast for comprehension, the early hours, the late hours. Just about everything we complain about - is missed by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not to say i am not enjoying my days now. I am. I really am (: I realised alot about myself, made new friendships and am ravishing the days in my life. Such is life, you move on and yet ever so often you still will look back and ask.. 'what if.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let this had better be the last time; I'll be damn if i were to let this happen again.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for this blog! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-5599950056431238430?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5599950056431238430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5599950056431238430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/emo-elmo.html' title='Emo Elmo.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R9QMWaWXKoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zvIJIqsggeQ/s72-c/baby-sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-1636945610035411876</id><published>2008-03-08T02:44:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T03:41:07.959+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma Maisons. Talk'/><title type='text'>Food journey.</title><content type='html'>Ma Maison's is a lovely cafe tucked in a little corner in Parco Bugis Junction. The Omu-rice was delicious and so was the sea food rice and so was every other thing we ordered. We were just shamelessly tucking in into each others food. All 6 of us didn't had the pleasure of being the first to savour own own main dish, someone else was always helping one's self to the food before the person who ordered it could taste it. :D Very family-like huh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175066137076378210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R9GHO6WXKmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/23OgdAdnu-g/s320/Photo0361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the uncontested winner of all dishes would be the brownie ice-cream dessert! (: Hui Ting ordered it and i finished every thing on the dessert plate for her very happily and quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175066132781410898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R9GHOqWXKlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_tD-Q6DKsw0/s320/Photo0348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, as Nigella once said "Too much of a good thing can be wonderful." (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After lunch, we went to the older side of Bugis. It felt almost as though we had went back in time and arrive in old-time Singapore's Chinatown. There weren't many pretty sights there and so we headed back to modernity where Sansan and i proceeded to meet up with Guo Hwa and Ken.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(: We went V8 for dinner and then MOF @ My Izanuya. Nice desserts la. We spent out time yakking and yakking till the staff had to politely tell us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Sorry, its 11pm and we close at 11pm." heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175068413409045106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R9GJTaWXKnI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZwgCgb3khQo/s320/Photo0366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The bunch of yakking penguins. along with san san (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realise theres nothing much to do in Singapore huh -well, at least we are enjoying doing the nothing much we can do (: I have a long day tomorrow and have to sleep. Good night people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Mosiac artist asked reporters "what is the most Singaporean food in Singapore?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Makes me wonder.&lt;br /&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/2638599522457468850-1636945610035411876?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1636945610035411876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1636945610035411876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/food-journey.html' title='Food journey.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R9GHO6WXKmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/23OgdAdnu-g/s72-c/Photo0361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-9074923560908205877</id><published>2008-03-06T22:12:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:26:01.262+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Kosen-rufu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach happy'/><title type='text'>Hello hello again! Sh-Boom and hoping we'll meet again! :)</title><content type='html'>On this date 6th March 2008- Singapore reached a pivotal point in her country's route to Kosen-Rufu. We, at Nichiren Shoshu Singapore rolled up our Joju-Gohonzon this evening after evening Gongyo and now we await for the much-anticipated opening of our temple - Kofuzan Kaimyoin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening was to a certain extent a poignant moment for me as i recalled the days i've spent infront of the Joju-Gohonzon chanting for my family's happiness and for my problems/worries to resolve themselves. Not long after, it was also with this Joju-Gohonzon that i learnt to practice for the happiness of others ahead of my own. This five years the Joju-Gohonzon was with us marked my most impressionistic and learning years that would nodoubtly set the foundation for my future and vista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a more than a worthwhile journey i had taken; marked by the the resplendent years i've experienced with the heightening of my consciousness as a Buddhist. And today, i bid farewell to the Joju-Gohonzon that has guided me with the Buddha's wisdom, felt immense gratitude for the honour of having walked a course of my life with him and was left affirmly determined to be a person Nichiren Daishonin will be proud of .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we have to move on and look forward to our wooden Joju-Gohonzon and progress on this splendid walk of life as Hokkeko believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello again! Sh-Boom &amp;amp; hoping we'll meet again! What i had written seems a tad serious yea. haha =o) Anyways, i had a very serious day today but the past two days was anything but serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174628889680367266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8_5jw3fTqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Z05oGEHHN70/s320/IMG_0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;EATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174628893975334578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8_5kA3fTrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/k-0b8jj8jk4/s320/IMG_0401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WONDERING WHAT TO EAT NEXT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174628915450171090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8_5lQ3fTtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/KJ2PlsPkI20/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DOING NOT SO SMART THINGS LIKE TAKING PHOTOS WITH A BLUE GORILLA OR LIKE THAT GUY THERE ATTEMPTING TO LICK THE EAR OF ONE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174628919745138402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8_5lg3fTuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/yUra3hweqiE/s320/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND JUST TAKING IN THE PLEASURE OF SPENDING TIME WITH EACH OTHER \(^-^)/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyaya! We even taught Sansan how to rollarblade! Well, she only learnt how to balance herself and walk on her wheels V-shape at a time. Liang Yi on the other hand, i learnt, he can blade but he cannot stop!! hahaha :P So because of one friend who can't blade and another who cannot stop, we did not even manage to cover more than 200m of the rollar-blading tracks! $30 for the distance we have covered! 'Yue Wang Qian ah!' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*guffaws. Now thinking about it, its reaaaallllyyy funnyyy laaa. We walked and walked more than we blade :P But it was a uber fun day especially when we found an abandon fun-fair near the Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the fun fair brings out the childish side in us. Like how it did with this guy here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174628902565269186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8_5kg3fTsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dlodLGr2_Fc/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I had my fair share in the childish pie la. (: haha Whilst trying to get myself on a little car to take a picture for fun, i got stucked!! hahaha :) We were laughing so hard my tummy hurt and i looked super stupid and clumsy trying to myself in and getting myself out after trying so hard to stuff myself in. Its been quite long since i laughed till i had the stitches; it was a very good feeling (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets hope there'll be more of stitches this coming week! Oh! We are heading to Ma Maison tomorrow and i'm looking so much forward to it. I'll come back and give a rave review of the food yea. heh. Omu-rice here we come :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-9074923560908205877?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/9074923560908205877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/9074923560908205877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-hello-again-sh-boom-and-hoping.html' title='Hello hello again! Sh-Boom and hoping we&apos;ll meet again! :)'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8_5jw3fTqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Z05oGEHHN70/s72-c/IMG_0407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5829199324409656670</id><published>2008-03-05T01:27:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T01:48:32.414+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monsters. :D'/><title type='text'>We eat too much.</title><content type='html'>hey you earthlings! How are u all doing? (: Very good i hope! Me too! haha. I think i've been hanging too much with people that even when i'm not with them i'm still seem to be talking to them. Must be the coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Coffee today was really good! I bought 3 cups of coffee from Ya Kun @ Clarke Quay Central. 1 for Sansan 1 for Liang yi and 1 for me. hehe. So sweet of me right! I proudly bought them $2.60 worth of coffee and didn't aks for the money back :D And for that $2.60 &amp;amp; the high from Caffine, they decided to style my hair and give me a newwwwww looookkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah.. So here i am with Doll in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173925876276733426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R816K_2tJfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EJrBIL7UgyA/s200/04032008377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't really see it clearly here though. But it was interesting la, Doll almost couldn't recognise me. Haha. Which is bad! Considering we have been friends since we were 13, its a clear sign of how 'fixed' my hair have been since! haha :) Okie okie, i will be more flexible to change now (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gosh today was just eating and eating and more eating day. Coupled with a talking here and there, the price we paid for our food was more than worth it huh. (: maybe i should change my blog to a food blog since me and my friends are ALWAYS eating. Darn. Heres our food trail tod.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lunch: Waraku Resturant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mid Afternoon snack (HAHA!!): Ice-cream @ Azubo Sabo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dinner: Thai Food&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mid Evening snack: Ice cream @ Swensons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not that we have alot of cash to spare nor that we are greedy. Rather, theres nothing else to do in lil' island Singapore laaa. So we just eat eat eat and talk talk talk lor. And because of today's eating rendezvous we heading to the beach for some rollar-blading tomorrow. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh, i think we should stop eating so much people. And find healthier things to do when we are together. Tomorrow, will be the new beginning (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-5829199324409656670?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5829199324409656670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5829199324409656670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-eat-too-much.html' title='We eat too much.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R816K_2tJfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EJrBIL7UgyA/s72-c/04032008377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5569836861059650196</id><published>2008-02-29T02:14:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T03:03:22.439+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leap years'/><title type='text'>Leap years to Timbre (:</title><content type='html'>Hey! Its the leap year and today is Feb 29 (: How apt then, i'm going to catch a movie called "The Leap Years" later. Support local movies!! (: Moreover, its a romantic story set admist the back drop of the beautiful Singapore skyline. Not only are they making the plot romantic, Singapore is gonna get romanticised too ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope i would not be disappointed by the movie, i've been looking forward to it since i saw the trailer almost a month ago. But, so much advertising have been done for the movie that i'm kinda getting jaded at that few scenes in the movie trailer. Looks like some publicity plan backfired huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, support local films i shall and off to the movies i go (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172084017755922658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8bvAuLRIOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/txBahILYKdA/s320/the+leap+years.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediacorpraintree.com/TLY/"&gt;http://www.mediacorpraintree.com/TLY/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chomp chomp chomp! And it helps that the lead actor is darn CUTE llaaaaaa :) :P ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, about Timbre that night on Friday (woah, the days do whizz by huh) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I concluded from that ouitng that my dear girl friends Crystal and Meida are really totally into NGAK laaa :) And it was not hard to deduce so. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were gushing, i mean Crystal was gushing, and when Ngak walked pass our table they wholly ignored me when i was talking ): Boo! BAH! They should have nudged me to look too la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had really enjoyed myself that night though, one of the best pubbing nights i ever had. The music was awesome (cos Ngak has a good voice and good taste in music) Not only that, the food was sinfully yummy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172086921153814770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8bxpuLRIPI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YNaSLw2ejrA/s320/us+with+Ngak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Us and Ngak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                                   +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172086934038716674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8bxqeLRIQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/KAN8laUY4BY/s320/IMG_0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yummy food from Timbre (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                                    =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172089249026089234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8bzxOLRIRI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1UKvdZiDhCc/s320/cat-smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smiles and delights :) Not to mention, a bunch of broke girls la. Bo liu liao lor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, mina was so excited that she became speechless when we were asking Ngak if we could take a photo with him when the photo was for her (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jia and i: Hey Ngak! Could we take a picture with you? You were great just now and we really like your music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ngak: (i can recall wholly though but there was a thanks and something like the sound system was -beep- up. heh :P )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mina: silence. just stun and stare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jia and i: So, where are the other places you perform at Ngak? We'll come down tomorrow to Botanic Gardens to support your performace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ngak: on monday i preform here...and Ngak goes on telling us his schedule..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mina: still stunning and staring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then we took the picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jia and i: Thanks Ngak! See you soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ngak: Thanks! *and he does a little bow*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, cute lil' mina turns to me and says: Mae, i love you (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: Welcome :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;^^ That was the highlight of the night i guess! haha :) Isn't she so cute la! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&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/2638599522457468850-5569836861059650196?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5569836861059650196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5569836861059650196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-years-to-timbre.html' title='Leap years to Timbre (:'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R8bvAuLRIOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/txBahILYKdA/s72-c/the+leap+years.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8773636467316594145</id><published>2008-02-28T01:31:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:07:23.509+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ticket.'/><title type='text'>Cool! :D</title><content type='html'>head hurts so bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an email today that made me jump with the feelings of 'damn it' and that something is playing a trick on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, the gist of my email says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be in Singapore from 21st March to the 26th march. Will you be free then? - From Kohsuke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH WHY OH WHY is my flight to Hong Kong scheduled on the 21st March!! And now, not only can't i see Kensuke i can't see Kohsuke too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the last straw that broke the camel's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then called SQ's 24 hour line and waited, waited and waited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. After waiting on hold for about 10 mins listening to how important i am to the Airline i hung up. By then, the feeling of getting punk'd by fate wasn't as intense as it was initially so i went online to read about how i should go about changing my travel plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what i found out? It was stipulated in the website that i have to present the credit card that i had used to make payment with on the day on check in. AND HAHAHA! The credit card is with the owner who is currently now back in China!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if i hadn't check the SQ website because of my intention of changing my travel date i wouldn't have known i needed my boss's credit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: Well, what a blessing in disguise. So, tomorow i have to go down to the Singapore Airlines office in Orchard and re-buy my ticket with my own card and hopefully at the same time i can extend my departure date and be able to welcome my two friends to Singapore again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paragon, i'm off the American Club for lunch! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimochi!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8773636467316594145?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8773636467316594145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8773636467316594145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/02/cool-d.html' title='Cool! :D'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-4599968960950263364</id><published>2008-02-22T02:16:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T03:22:46.611+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth Olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timbre'/><title type='text'>Youth Olympics! Timbre! Happy!</title><content type='html'>yeaaaa..heading to Timbre later in the evening! Its ones of my favvourite place to chill with my peeps and just enjoy a drink and hopefully some pizza &amp;amp; wings :D I especially am infavor of Timbre @ The Arts House. Check out the picture of it below (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169486683528306866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R720v-LRILI/AAAAAAAAAFw/u_3JoSIGeqs/s320/main_artshouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timbre.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.timbre.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though usually, the place is without the 2 fancy cars infront of it. (: If u are lucky to get a seat at the sides, you may have the priviledge of having the silhouette of Boat Quay and Raffles place skyscrapers next to you. Its just a lovely place to be with the girls (: My girls are going there for the singer NGAK (Crystal, you can have him to yourself la. i won't fight with you for him. heh) but i'm going there for the view, drink and the food. And of course, for you girls and the music. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169489805969531074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R723luLRIMI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Vn_H0zOEFug/s320/girls+%40+timbre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Us @ Timbre along with a funny someone's feet. - -_-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, come to think about it, Timbre was introduced to me not by locals but by my buddy Kensuke! haha. Right! Talk about how small Singapore is ! Even foreigners know some places better than loser-locals like me ): Thank goodness for Kensuke eh (: Gosh, i miss my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey! lets turn to perky news! YEAY! Singapore had just won the bid to host the 2010 Youth Olympics! &lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/YOG/"&gt;http://www.channelnewsasia.com/YOG/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though i have not the slightest idea if we have enough land to hold such an international event but in the event that we do not, well, we can just reclaim more. :P Nah, i'm kidding! We have stadiums littered everywhere in Singapore and with the Singapore Sports Council &amp;amp; MP Teo at the helm we will find provide beautiful event grounds for these young athletes to strut their moves (: Even if it means en-bloc-ing some apartments and condos for the venues, we sure will Bo-leh! Majulah Singpura. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go-go Singapura! (: Congratulations to our Nation. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/2638599522457468850-4599968960950263364?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4599968960950263364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4599968960950263364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/02/youth-olympics-timbre-happy.html' title='Youth Olympics! Timbre! Happy!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R720v-LRILI/AAAAAAAAAFw/u_3JoSIGeqs/s72-c/main_artshouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5449630259985918321</id><published>2008-02-21T15:10:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T15:59:36.826+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad art.'/><title type='text'>i'm no art-talent.</title><content type='html'>I have not a strain of artistic fibre in me. When i was teaching my korean students, we had this session where i would let them draw something random on my whiteboard and thereafter proceed to probe them to explain to me why they drew what they had drawn and what it symbolises. This excercise was meant for them to expand their vocabulary and be more eloquent in their speech and sentences. However, the tables got turned against me on our last lesson and my students became my teacher instead- that is, my teacher in art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyaya, this is embarrassing but when i showed it to San di a.k.a Wai Hong he was like laughing darn hard la. So, i'm just keeping the memories here so i can look back on them anytime i want to (: Griffin, Peter..this is for you (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, we started off drawing some farm animals..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169314373735358530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="185" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R70YCOLRIEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0M6-ZMrxfiU/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats the sheep i drew above and the below is the one drew by Peter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And ya, the above was really meant to be a sheep. :P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169317015140245586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R70ab-LRIFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3x-2FZLt7sM/s200/IMG_0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out my eagle and Peter's eagle below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169317023730180194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R70aceLRIGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/v9I3NDVMJLw/s200/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169317032320114802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R70ac-LRIHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ReeQ07FIxyM/s200/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, when Peter said we should draw Dinosaurs, i had Barney the purple dinosaur in mind. I didn't expect the above to appear *deadpans* and below is Peter's plant-eating dino.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169317040910049410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R70adeLRIII/AAAAAAAAAFY/6umdIyDrMXg/s200/IMG_0123.JPG" border="0" /&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169317045205016722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R70aduLRIJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aTGonga2960/s200/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay. So my dragon came out looking a little like a shrimp on fire and a little whimpy compared to the ferocious one Peter drew below. But, isn't mine cute? Check out my dragon's non-existent claws *deadpans*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169319231343370402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R70cc-LRIKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/MuY6zwuc2uk/s200/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What can i say to redeem myself now? haha. Well, 8 year old Peter's talented in art and i'm not. Therefore, good for him (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, art has never been and never will be my forte :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*smiles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-5449630259985918321?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5449630259985918321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5449630259985918321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-no-art-talent.html' title='i&apos;m no art-talent.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/R70YCOLRIEI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0M6-ZMrxfiU/s72-c/IMG_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8375985841819882472</id><published>2008-02-21T00:12:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T01:03:06.715+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='major'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese studies.'/><title type='text'>School, love it or hate it.</title><content type='html'>Next week will be my university's mid-semester holiday. I'm kinda starting to miss school already. Well, not school per se because i still do go to school occasionally for my favourite library and my major related books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, i miss my Japanese studies lectures/seminars- the intellectually sitmulating or at most times intellectually-dumbfounded discussions we have and the interesting contents and knowledge. In retrospect, i think the most imperative reason would be that i'm missing the chance to be admist the passion that everyone in our class shares for Japan. Soaking in that atmosphere itself energises me and fuels my enthusiasm for Japanese studies whenever i am in school, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds cheesy and corny? haha. I know it is. But, to a large extent, its true. Many still don't understand why i am pursuing this as my major and brush my interest for Japan as something i should pursue on the sideline or as a hobby. But i refuse. Even my dear old dad doesn't understand and neither does he empathise. (:  ほんとに大丈夫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know somehow this will work and i will be happy through it all. But if at the end of the day, i do berate myself for making an unwise (debatable (: ) choice now at least i can look back at my undergrad days and know that for once, i was brave enough to follow my heart and passion. Sceptics can say what they want to, but for now my caution is with the wind and i'm the detractor. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like school (: あんたも？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8375985841819882472?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8375985841819882472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8375985841819882472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/02/school-love-it-or-hate-it.html' title='School, love it or hate it.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5619914365403947930</id><published>2008-02-20T01:46:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T02:05:50.588+09:00</updated><title type='text'>self-taught inefficiencies. ^^</title><content type='html'>Its amazing how late people these days sleep! I just sent out a text message to a few of my friends and most of them replied. haha. whatever happen to mum's words of wisdom "good sleep = good skin &amp;amp; good health." Then again, i'm one of the nay-sayers myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 12.49am and i have to wake up at like 5.15am! But, i can't sleep tonight. Maybe it was the darn coffee i took in the afternoon, maybe it was the 10 hr sleep i had the night before, maybe its my body clock. Maybe its just me - lacking in discipline and not absolute enough with myself. So, challenge my limits i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, did some studying again as usual and i read this potion of my textbook that promptly got me brewing a cuppa of caffine-induced-drink for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i quoted from my textbook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The predicate of the sentence which modifies a noun is in the plain from. In the case of Na-adjective sentence, ~da becomes ~na. In the case of noun sentences ~da becomes ~no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i reached out for my caffine drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what the above was trying to tell me, i went on to the seond part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Nouns, which are various elements of the sentence, are picked out of it and can be modified by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i almost spit out my caffine drink. WHAT IN THE WORLD IS 'IT'???? What "IT" are they referring to? What is the textbook not telling me?? Ha! I know, its daunting me for not getting myself enrolled in a langauge school. (which i did before and i had actually studied this chapter of my textbook then, and yet i am still rendered clueless. talk about effective teaching :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think the textbook needs to be enrolled in a language school too- an English language school. Specifically, a school that imparts to one how to communicate effectively to one's readers and the art of writing simple and strightforward sentences. (: Or maybe, i should go back to learning English to understand the textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is which now? Gosh, i need my caffine drink and my sleep. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its just me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-5619914365403947930?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5619914365403947930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5619914365403947930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/02/self-taught-inefficiencies.html' title='self-taught inefficiencies. ^^'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5520088303757450353</id><published>2008-02-19T01:54:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:26:13.111+09:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy lazy afternoon</title><content type='html'>I stumbled upon a certain person's blog the other day that had some entries written in the Japanese language. I was super happy to have found that blog because i actually understood what the person was writing about!! (: From what she had written, i reckon she should be in Level 3/4 of the Japanese language course in NUS. That blog really egg me on to assiduously study my Japanese. When the time comes, hopefully that'll be soon, i'll be ready to type in Japanese for my entries :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that happens, i must really study very hard and be my own good student! heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, last night i had a very interesting dream! I dreamt that my relatives on my mum's side and i were meandering our way through a shopping store in Japan with a rather lost look on our faces! I was not feeling scared or anything despite being lost. Rather, i felt as if i was on a fun ride and i was enjoying myself. haha (: Ah well, i guess my dreams are also doing their part to motivate me in studying. How cool is that? *grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon really was a very lazy one for me. Was reading a book titled "Japanland" i couldn't put it down and had wanted to read as much before i went out in the evening. Whose to know that i would fall asleep whilst reading it and it was not like the book was not interesting!! Aiyaya, i'm such a bum! No more reading on my comfy sofa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, this afternoon was an especially enjoyable one. I usally am not enamored of the idea of me lazing or sleeping my afternoons away but today was different. I had the feeling of being the literati Alex Kerr describes in his book "Lost Japan"! - Carefree, with all my worries and thoughts in the wind and doing what i want to (reading) when i want to (: ii-neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am not an literati but i sure like the feeling of being one; especially the one Alex Kerr describes :) THAT comes with a drawback though, its 1.19am now and i have to mug to make up for lost time :P Well, the literati feeling was great while it lasted, back to the layman that i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means, back to studying. :) I wanna translate the lyrics of S.H.E's 最近還好嗎  (Recently, are you good?) Its one of my favourite song at current moment. But, i can't spend too long blogging and i have to do something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Jya, mata :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-5520088303757450353?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5520088303757450353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5520088303757450353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/02/lazy-lazy-afternoon.html' title='lazy lazy afternoon'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5836802631625514947</id><published>2008-02-16T02:58:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T03:29:50.590+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNN'/><title type='text'>and i watched CNN.</title><content type='html'>I realised CNN doesn't really report very happy/positive news. Maybe there isn't anything for anyone to feel good about these days. I was watching CNN for two hours, well not exactly watching but just listening to it whilst i was sending photos to the many people whom i owe their pictures to. And, joy oh joy, all i heard was depressing and more deplorable news. As it got later, the more doomsday seem to be nearing us. My mum was watching the CNN on TV and she even teared over the news report on the tragic plight of the children of Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was painful for me to even listen to it much less watch. I've always been numbed by the news of Iraq and anything related to the Middle-East. Theres Bush, Rice, bombs, suicide bombers and more news on suicide bombers and then we have the suicide bombers again. You only see the bipolar side of things - the politicians talking and the adversaries bombing. And then, theres this one night (like now) where you get to see the in-betweens - the masses or mostly, the innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are neither the dissentients nor are they are trouble-makers. And yet they are the ones who suffer the most. It was a heart-wrenching sight. Maybe it was good that i was numbed because its better to feel numb than to feel helpless right. haha. ah well, but watching an old father carrying a boy about aged 10 in his arm saying that he wouldn't let anyone take his son away because he has been carrying him all his life and watching the helpless and pained look of a couple who knows they are unable to save their 3 children who have polio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda gets to u. One can't help but feel that its wrong to just attribute this to another's own haplessness. As a wise sage once said the world is evil not because of the ones with fist but because of the ones who stand around and do nothing. So, what am i doing? haha. Like you, nothing. I'm just watching/listening to CNN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-5836802631625514947?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5836802631625514947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5836802631625514947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-i-watched-cnn.html' title='and i watched CNN.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-1808006742010431082</id><published>2008-02-12T00:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:54:44.461+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><title type='text'>i'm a hazard to myself.</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really preoccupied with so many things that blogging seems to be the last thing on my agenda these days. I took aplenty photos during this cheena-new year however, i am cluessless as to how i can upload them on my blog. I know i ought to use some picasa album thing. But, woe is me. I'm just too lazy to learn. blah. The bane of my life - myself :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ought to be studying my already rusty Japanese language. But!!! I'm just too jaded to study anything. haha. Its not fun breaking down sentence structures, memorising vocabularies and learning the ever-so-dreaded-grammar. So, here i am online resorting to reading whatever that is in Japanese to start this worn-out-dusty-numb-skull of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is ENOUGH! It has already been an unproductive 45 mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo-i!! Atashi de-ru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh, now i know how my 7 year old korean student feels when i force him to do some english assignments during my class -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around eh. :) Its my turn now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Gu-Chi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-1808006742010431082?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1808006742010431082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1808006742010431082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-hazard-to-myself.html' title='i&apos;m a hazard to myself.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-7812336007756364063</id><published>2008-01-25T04:57:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T05:20:29.575+09:00</updated><title type='text'>chomp chomp chomp...</title><content type='html'>i can't sleep tonight! haha. Had such an eventful evening with mah girls and their boyfriends that i can't sleep la! Anyways, just just surfing some online forum when i found this thread that asks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anything that makes you cry in your heart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone's answer was ubiquitous - lamenting about loving someone who doesn't love them back. And then, i read this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I keep failing my midterms... please cry for me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho! Cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i realised today that i've alot of people around me who speak Korean laaaaaaa!!! Like 'moo-lah' Korean language i am. Went for Dinner at some interesting named place - Gary Kim's - and then we went Timbre @ Arts House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totoro had to leave early la. Then, i was left with 4 korean-speaking people!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neh! haha! But i really enjoyed myself tonight with my two special girlfriends. (: Its hard to find really good friends in university, most of us stll hang out with our college friends or cca-mates etc. So, it means alot to me that i've met two special girlfriends &amp;amp; Totoro in school! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, with my limited knowledge in Korean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yorubun, kamsahamida! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a date this Cheena New Year yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakusoku!! (^-^)/~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-7812336007756364063?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7812336007756364063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7812336007756364063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/chomp-chomp-chomp.html' title='chomp chomp chomp...'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8782423109191989464</id><published>2008-01-20T00:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T01:34:14.746+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks yo!</title><content type='html'>This evening, i checked my email and there was a comment alert from friendster. Usually, i ignore whatever stuffs that have been sent to be by the oh-so-yesterday-friendster. But, this comment from a temple senior whom i respect very much was worth the trip down to friendster.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what she wrote for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi ah mae, tat was a long time back when we always go Home Visit together.Then we are in e same team in kenshu.."Mad Cow"...etc...we have a lots of fun and at the same time learnt from each other. You must take care of yourself, i know tat u r very busy with study and at the same time need to in-charge of TP student....xing ku ni le. But i believe there is a kind of man zhu gan when you c the students grow in yrs to come. Isshonin Ganbatte ne!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some people whom i want to grow up to be. One of those people would include her. haha. What was she talking about when she said it has been hard on me? What i do, is nothing compared to what she does and yet this sweet and beautiful lady still comes by to leave an encouraging and heartfelt post for me. Thank you so much. We had very very lovely memories together and these memories affirm to me that she posesses much treasures of the heart and a heart of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way she talks to everyone - with sincerity, kindness and compassion. Its that soft look in her eyes. I don't have that, because i may be lacking in that three deparments. haha. But, i want to be like her - a person who becomes more humble after achieving more in life - just like the rice stalk that bends more as more grains germinate on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Fen Jie, Its been eight years since we really spent time together. But, for you, i am more than willing to wait for another eight years but if we are really busy, another 800 years then. We each have our duties and responsibilities. I know we can't spend as much time as i want us to but i treasure you very much as a sister, a mentor, a senior and as my zenchishiki. I will put down everything to help you if u ever need me to. In the meantime, as you've said -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isshoni Gambette yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8782423109191989464?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8782423109191989464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8782423109191989464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-yo.html' title='Thanks yo!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-2339098388764499938</id><published>2008-01-17T23:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:29:35.753+09:00</updated><title type='text'>3 degrees of Seperation.</title><content type='html'>Hey! I'm in early today! Had a good siesta this afternoon so i'm in a mood to say something more than 'i'm tired' :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have been happening so quickly this month! Its almost crazy! But, hey - i'm loving it! I realise one thing important- that being appreciative is actually the key to one being happy and not having so much that it could last u for 10 lifetimes. Just a simple sense of  gratitude neh (: Wonder how it took me so long to realise that. Maybe its because it took me so long to learn how to appreicate and accept things. But, i'm definitely learning. Learn fast Mae! haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i went for some karaoke with some University peeps. Its sometimes cool how you are a friend of another and how people can actually be link to you in some complex web of friendship or another. But, i think i should get use to it considering how small Singapore is - they say six degrees of seperation - but here, its probably only 2-3 degrees of seperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how close i am to you and you are to me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the other day i was in NUS to submit my student exchange documents and on my way out from the Japanese Studies department i met this long haired girl with a very Japanese air to her. I had thought she was Japanese! We got into the same lift and i asked her "which floor?" since i was nearer to the lift buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: "i don't know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "hahaha. where you wanna go? Canteen is on the second floor bla bla."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: "Where are you going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "History department to collect something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: "Oh! Are u a History major?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Nope. Japanese studies Major"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: "Ok lor, i follow you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me to myself "This girl is cool lah. (: "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We became fast friends and on our very first very interesting meeting we chatted for an hour! From 3pm to 4pm! I asked for her number as i had enjoyed talking to her and then she told me she couldn't get mine as her phone had dropped into the toilet bowl. hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was starting to like this new friend of mine even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently this other friend of mine knows her. And i received a very hyped up call from a very excited Totoro aka Jansen (:P) one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jansen: "Mae!!! You know Wan Wei ar? The one who drop her phone in the toilet bowl?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh yar. I met in the lift the other day in school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jansen: "wahahahhahahahahahahahahaha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what he had said, all i remember was that he was very very very happy and sounded very very excited upon realising that we are actually linked up in the friendster kind of way! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing i know, we were at Cash Box Karaoke yesterday singing to our heart's delight along with other friends of Wan Wei's. The Karaoke joint was darn cool. I think it specially caters to Japanese people as the Japanese songs are endless but the Chinese and English song list ends very soon. haha. A pity i only know a handful of Japanese songs but everyone was very game and very sporting. So, we were encourage to 'never mind la and anyhow sing.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyhow sing i did (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that was yesterday's karaoke. San san san, i'll make it a point to bring you to cashbox soon! You'll be so fasinated by the Japanese MTVs and the songs la. haha. No more scenes of penguins walking around on the beach as with the KBox music videos. hehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sakura Sakura..lalalalalalala." Their Milo was blah though. $6.00 for a cup of dyed-brown-hot-water. ): heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I met up with my sis -Dolldoll- on Monday! ^-*  Super fun la the KTV! We just mangled all our songs and screamed along when the notes got a little high! *Gaffaws! Dai Ai Ling's Tui De Ren is a killer song to nail and with more screeching practices, i'm sure i'm able to sing it in front of more people other than my best friends and sisters. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that we went to Genki Sushi for some sushi. haha. like DUH. She introduced some salmon wrapped sushi and it made me super happy la (: hahaha. We talked alot while eating at the sushi counter. Okay. I have to stop here though i have more to say about our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum wants to go for supper! (: *yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! Good that i have a greedy mum like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyasumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-2339098388764499938?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/2339098388764499938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/2339098388764499938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/3-degrees-of-seperation.html' title='3 degrees of Seperation.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-1525414903914488014</id><published>2008-01-16T01:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T01:20:20.788+09:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep talk!</title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say something! haha But, i'm too tired. (-_-)Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis the joy to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how's February gonna be like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyasumi neh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-1525414903914488014?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1525414903914488014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1525414903914488014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/sleep-talk.html' title='sleep talk!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-7582757635896009961</id><published>2008-01-15T00:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:17:48.904+09:00</updated><title type='text'>tsu ka re ta!</title><content type='html'>i'm starting to feel jaded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-7582757635896009961?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7582757635896009961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7582757635896009961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/tsu-ka-re-ta.html' title='tsu ka re ta!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-916638190231892865</id><published>2008-01-13T23:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:33:03.117+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinatown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NS Choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ken'/><title type='text'>Smile beautifully.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, everyone's gonna start school. Feels kinda odd that i'm not staring school like everyone else. But, i feel that this actually is not such a bad thing afterall. I have quite a good feeling about this and i hope i can keep this up for these many months to come. Lets keep our fingers crossed okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kensuke has been keeping in touch with me and boy, am i happy that he does! (: I miss my chat everything under the sun partner and my best friend :) He wants to come to Singapore soon -eh! like whatever for la! I reckon its because he misses Laksa. haha. Greedy Kensuke! S$850 just for a bowl of laksa u are craving for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, we will say. "Siao la u" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i will try my best to delay my flight if he does come. Hey Ken! Are u reading this?! If you are!! U had better be touched i tell u! :P I want to bring you to East Coast Park, a place i had planned to bring you before you went back to Japan last month but didn't have a chance to. I lost that chance then, but will try my best this time to not lose it again. You have to try the food there and enjoy East Coast Park! haha. The waters may be a lil dirty! haha but, theres still some meaning to go there la. haaa. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is not all about Laksa you know! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Today, i had to actually conduct the choir i am in and teach them!! Gosh! It was such an interesting experience! :) I really enjoyed it. A pity that i don't know music, because if i knew, i would have been able to contribute more to today's practice. I'm really grateful for everyone's cooperation and forgiveness towards my incompetancy in helping you guys sing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice, our Choir secretary msn me just now saying that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"today you teach very good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so touched by her kind words. I don't know what to feel. Normally, i would have felt happy or just say 'nonono' when people compliment me about my performance in anything. But, today it was very tough for me to stand in front of my choir &amp;amp; teach them. I really tried very hard and i knew i actually sucked as a teacher. I didn't know what notes alto, bass and tenor had to sing. Didn't knew the tempo of all the songs and when to repeat what part but everyone was compassionate enough to still listen to me and respond positively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm humbled by her generous words and my choir's magnanimousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give my best towards learning music from now on. :) I'll pick up my guitar and that 'tao gey' stuffs again! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile beautifully, think positvely and never lose that spark in your eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. To all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It not good idea to go to Chinatown on a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really not good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. I was there. And.. oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore has a big darn population distribution problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-916638190231892865?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/916638190231892865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/916638190231892865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/smile-beautifully.html' title='Smile beautifully.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-6778487274215955410</id><published>2008-01-12T23:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:33:11.300+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You've (really) got mail!</title><content type='html'>Mail arrived yesterday (: Hello HSBC! I was in the doctor's room for a check up when i received the much anticipated call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 3 words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya. Its Here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i went "Really? Woohoo! Yeay!" well, looking back, i like to think that everybody else in the room was feeling happy for me though i had totally disregarded their existance and made an utter nuiscance of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay! (: Thank you so much everyone. I realised so much more about through your concerns and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this episode i was very touched by the many i love. I'll keep this memory in my mind and my heart never forgetting that parents do indeed give their best for their kids and family is the most basic and yet most important social unit anyone can ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mail's finally here.*sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday this week is a tired day. But, today, everything culminated. Not only was i sleepy, i felt listless and sluggish too. yuck. Not good feeling. I believe i'll be turning in by 11pm tonight. haha. that'll be my earliest sleeping time so far this year ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is good. I like sleep! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Yesterday i went for my elementary school gathering. It was cool la, seeing everyone again. I see most of them around the neighbourhood but there are some i've not seen since i was 12 la! Gosh! That was like almost 9 years now. Well, it was nice to know that many of them are still the way they were 9 years ago - down-to-earth, unpretentious and comfortable to be with. Though, there are some things i rather leave in the past, its nice to relive the prefered parts of it and yesterday i was able to do just that. I apologise for being sleepy yesterday peeps! But, i promise i would be more awake and more of a noise-maker the next time we meet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't take another 9 years to organise a gathering (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm fainting now. Gotta snozz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyasumi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neh. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-6778487274215955410?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/6778487274215955410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/6778487274215955410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/youve-really-got-mail.html' title='You&apos;ve (really) got mail!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-7954920548381793047</id><published>2008-01-09T00:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:36:44.144+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail special'/><title type='text'>You've got mail (:</title><content type='html'>The law is called mystic for a reason, called true due to aplenty of justifications and wonderful for the boundless happiness it gives you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two days went by in a frenzy, in a good way though knowing that my busy-ness is for a worthy cause. Demo, there was a constant worry that lingered in the back on my mind - my certification of financial resource have yet to arrive from our bank in Hong Kong and my date of submission was 10th of January. Everything else is in check, haha as far as i know for now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Gohonzon about it whenever i had the chance to. But this afternoon, there was still no mail from HSBC and it is already the 8th of January. Then, this evening i went out with three of my zenchi-shikis and lamented to them about my concerns. (: They were so cute la. We were discussing maybe i wasn't meant to leave for Japan to study and that something bad might happen to me if i went hence, plans were made to prevent me from going. And then, we went on to discuss about the bad stuffs that may happen. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i went home feeling very touched by their special way of comfort and with the mindset that i will accept and not begrudge against things i cannot control because i have tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was checking my email today and the first email that opened was an email from the Internation Relation Office of NUS saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Yap Mae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please submit your application by the 14th January 2008."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mae chuckles (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so very much (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HSBC! I'm still waiting my mail ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-7954920548381793047?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7954920548381793047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/7954920548381793047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/youve-got-mail.html' title='You&apos;ve got mail (:'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-1134183262861128015</id><published>2008-01-08T01:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T01:54:23.912+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag went boom'/><title type='text'>Bag went boom!</title><content type='html'>i really should be sleeping.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nooooooo. i had to come online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying this 1990's song by Savage Garden titled "Santa Monica" an unassuming title but a very pleasant song to the ears. You know, sometimes, when u listen to the song u almost have no clue as to what the singer is singing. But, once you check out the lyrics, the whole song takes on a whole new facet and meaning to you. I'm looking forward to checking out the lyrics of this song. However, i think i'll be kicking myself later when i wake up at 7am for doing so. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, being appreciative for the things you have makes one happy already. -&gt; haha. some random thought in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my bag's zip burst today!! hahaha! Its about time huh peeps! (: i can hear almost all of you saying ' i knew that would happen some day!' hahaha! (: One of the job hazards of being a tution teacher, you just have to lunged everything with you to entertain, teach and entertain and entertain and amuse the children (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i'm loving my days - Its special you know- the way they smile back especially after i smiled into their eyes for doing small lovable things only a young kid would do. How precious is a pure heart and innocent mind indeed. Never mind the bag, i can always get a new one -haha! Casse should be on the alert now! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Bugis Streets bags! Me think we should head to the first floor of Takashimaya ad get some REAL bags. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop by drop,&lt;br /&gt;The water, fills the jar.&lt;br /&gt;- Be paitent. Have a heart that endures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must go and sleep now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyasumi neh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-1134183262861128015?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1134183262861128015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/1134183262861128015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/bag-went-boom.html' title='Bag went boom!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-9199665118632878904</id><published>2008-01-06T21:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:59:03.291+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>love love me!</title><content type='html'>Contrary to what my friend Arie thinks! I totally love to do surveys la! I replied one of his and now i'm kinda in the mood to discover more stuffs about myself, i wouldn't know if i never had these sorta survey to question me. Well, i foound one on friendster, and yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mae's road of discovery of herself. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Were you smiling when you woke upthis morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa. Really no. Who smiles when they have to wake up in the morning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When was the last time you metsomeone new?&lt;br /&gt;Friday. My Uni buddy's boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When did you last eat pizza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday! (: I remember yummy days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you drink beer?* yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you wash your own clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you any good at poker?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you want more than anything?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline and probably a new laptop. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you tired?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Besides your bed, what is yourfavorite thing in your room?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut and Butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.10. Pepsi or Coke?* coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you enjoy piercings and tattoos?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i look like a person who enjoys pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Taco Bell or McDonald's?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you restless?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not these days (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is your computer desktop or a laptop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How many friendster views do youhave?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Want to be a prince/princess?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to certain people, yes. Princesses usually don't have very happy lives do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you believe dreams come true?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last song you heard?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You Celebrate - Namie Amuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you like Batman?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. hes one dark kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is in the room with you?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some beatle named jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. what r u wearin on ur foot?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What was the last thing you ate?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swenson's Ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What were you doing before this?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is the closest item near youthat is blue?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How are you feeling today?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, over the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What instant messaging service doyou use?* msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. what is ur fav website?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porn! waahhhhh! Thinks you never knew about me huh! hahahaha (: Kidding! I like nus mail cos it brought me aplenty of great news recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Whose house were you at last night?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*secret* hahaha. I was at house of the Buddha's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What do you wear more, jeans orsweatpants?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilty of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where's your favorite place to be?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, as corny as this is..anywhere with anyone i like to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Where did you get the shirt you'rewearing?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isetan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Where was your default pic taken?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you believe love at first sightexists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not love. its lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you believe that you can changesomeone?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would u want to change anyone? Maybe u should just change yourself or stay away from that person in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What are you going to do after youdo this survey?*&lt;br /&gt;Bathe then sleep..and hit my sttoooopid younger brother for chasing me off the computer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my younger brother is a pig who eats like one but never gains weight and never looks like one.&lt;br /&gt;i am horribly jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb. dumb. dumb. younger brother is a pig. :D&lt;br /&gt;He is impaitent like a pig, eats like one and soon, he'll roll in te mud like one.&lt;br /&gt;He is char siew.&lt;br /&gt;He like char siew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm irritating just like him. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my brother (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-9199665118632878904?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/9199665118632878904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/9199665118632878904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-love-me.html' title='love love me!'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-6341241213044991894</id><published>2008-01-06T02:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T03:01:06.683+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair-pee new year.</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year. Another depressing year has gone by and we have welcome yet another despondent year fated to be plauged with feelings of hopelessness and haplessness. Yeay. Throw a ball and waste your hard-earned money when inflation is rampant and oil prices hitting $100/barrel. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Beginnings to you people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year and new hair for me! haha. Happy New Hair :P I shall not rave about my haircut on my blog but people have been commenting that it gives me life (?) and that hints that my previous long strands had made me looked dead huh. Thanks people. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, these days have been real hectic. Sigh, the really nice long holidays where everything seems to have had gone with the wind seems to be over with the first day of the new year being the pivotal point of change. Somehow, i'm really happy. I find myself constantly in the state of rapture despite the many hours clocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i watched "Heroes" yesterday and Linderman (?) was telling Nathan that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person can only lead two types of lives, a meaningful one or a happy one and both don't go together. Because when you are happy you don't think about the past or the future you live to enjoy the time there and then. But, if you want a meaningful life you'll spend your time reflecting on your past and obsessing about future finding out how u can do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, all of us what a meaningful and happy life. But, if you had to choose, what would you choose? eh, I just hope that Linderman (?) is wrong on what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-6341241213044991894?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/6341241213044991894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/6341241213044991894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2008/01/hair-pee-new-year.html' title='Hair-pee new year.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-8366823842076883600</id><published>2007-12-28T15:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:11:17.813+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog. me.'/><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>you know i read somewhere that Japanese people love to blog and according to statsitics they have one impressive pool of bloggers who actually regularly update their blog. On top of that, studies reveal that the Japanese bloggers, more often than not, blog about the mundane ongoings of life. Nothing sensationalistic, nothing special and nothing particularly worthy for you to sue for malignment. I had thought that was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, until , i found a Japanese person's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. It was all about him and him and even more him. However, it isn't a display of narcissism i am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, his blog seems to be an assurance of his existance to him and that there was a meaning to everything he does and puts effort into. Be it in the name of his club, academic pursuits, personal discipline and social life. Maybe, we have been so disenchanted and conditioned so much that us leaving blogs behind assures or even comforts us that we are infact still individuals who are different from everybodyelse in every possible way. His blog entries are his own and his own perspective of life. Hence, his blog like him, is special in its own way. Sounds almost sad. haha, Maybe when the time comes i could do my thesis on the Japanese Blogging Behavior and what... (confidential^^ hey! its my possible thesis u know!^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That having said, we all want to be heard don't we? Personally, i want to hear what i have to say more than being heard by others. I ramble too much, rant on far too often that ultimately, me and the unfortunate other party won't exactly know what i was trying to get at. Its always the case of, "i think she was trying to get at this..but i'm not too sure." haha (: Unfortunate other party, my mouth works faster than my head so often. Please be lenient! (^-*)/~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered in my elementary school and high school days we always had this component of our English Language examination where we had to have a conversation on a certain topic with our teachers. The teacher will posed a question to us and we have to talk it out with her and we would be graded on the quality of our response. A pity that we weren't graded on the quantity of our response! Well, there was once, i had this question-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, do u think we should ban smoking in all public places?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as i can recall, my response was a yes and then my mouth went on auto-pilot mode! Yikes! I was yakking to myself for a few minutes before realising it and i finally stopped myself and asked the two unfortunate listening teachers "oh! what was the question again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go mae. HA! One thing leads to another my dear. Not one thing leads to everything else that doesn't matter. Oh! Theres another something i read that would be useful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one is not quite sure about how one should phrase one's response to sound articulate and coherent. The person's advice to one was - don't respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Risk being rude than being stoooopid. I shall drill that into my thick numbskull and practice it when circumstances call for it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my dear poor unfortunate friends, thats only reserved for strangers or acquaintances. :) I promise my mouth will still be auto-pilot mode when i'm with u guys (: *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Ngak is gonna perform in Timbre's @ ArtHouse. Er jie says he is hot and ish a good singer. Since its from er jie's mouth, i believe he should be not-very-young too^^ :P But, Ngak! here we come to hear u 'chuo gua.' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-8366823842076883600?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8366823842076883600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/8366823842076883600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-3785940645032867551</id><published>2007-12-26T00:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T00:41:03.638+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Hey dude! Tis for you! :)</title><content type='html'>you know, theres this friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get along very well and he is receptive and thankful to the little things i do for him - be it my unworthy advice or my little actions. I've never quite met a guy like him before - filial, humble, compassionate and gentle-menly. And whats sad is, today, he described himself as a 'ugly big fat liar.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how people can only see the worse in themselves and see the best in others they care for. My safe bet is that most of us don't love themselves more than they love others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deplorable? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Exclusive? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guilty of that too. And i'm guilty of more. I'm guilty of not telling him of how highly i think of him - how much i respect his virtues, principles and determination. Hey dude, and did i mention to you that people in our organisation have been telling me that you are cute? Ah gosh, no! And that so many people have told me that you have beautiful eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to tell you all of that, i missed the chance to let you know that you are better than you deem yourself to be and more significant to me than you think you ever will be. More importantly, i missed the chance to let you feel better about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your compliments for me - i "possess the charm of a mature girl"? HAHA Where did you learn that from? In restropect, i think u had just described me to ooze the charm of a mother! *grins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, truth be told, I find it hard to appreciate compliments, but i will start to say a thank you sincerely for yours. Because,i want you, to start appreciating yourself more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care my very special Virgo friend. We'll be in each others' lives for a long long time to come and i like that thought of that! You are a joy to have around and i have aplenty to learn from you! Lets guide each other in our journey of practice, study and faith!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-3785940645032867551?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3785940645032867551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3785940645032867551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-dude-tis-for-you.html' title='Hey dude! Tis for you! :)'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-5446720080758367031</id><published>2007-12-25T03:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T03:53:06.461+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sansan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kyoto'/><title type='text'>can't think of one.</title><content type='html'>I enjoy reading blogs (: I enjoy them if they are not random like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! We are not writing haiku poems here man. haha. write more la! ^^ Tindome..you know who you are (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was reading Sansan's blog entry that was written in mandarin. And by golly! I actually understood every single word that linguist was writing la! haha! Eh! Sansan writes like a poet even when its written in mandarin. *impressed impressed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered back in high school, i used to memorise long long chinese sentences to make my chinese composition sound a little more sophisticated. My efforts were futile, cause i can only remember the first few words and the last few words but nothing in between. HA! what a loser huh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which may have had been a blessing in disguise after i realise that there is actually such a thing called plagiarism in university. BLAH. Wikipedia became my friend no more. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i'm kinda stumped. I'm filling in the Kyoto University application form and i'm quite at a loss in the section.- Why did you choose Kyoto University?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't know, maybe its because its in Kyoto? Almost everyone who has been to Kyoto told me that it is a beautiful &amp;amp; rife in tradition kinda place. But, nothing more in depth. I bet everyone writes that in their application. So, how can i be different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手伝いください!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think think mae!! Think hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i shouldn't be thinking on this, but using my heart, however small it is, to answer that question sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. Before that,I think i'll go eat some food first^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-5446720080758367031?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5446720080758367031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/5446720080758367031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2007/12/cant-think-of-one.html' title='can&apos;t think of one.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-338819696933649534</id><published>2007-12-24T00:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:06:20.070+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain rain rain'/><title type='text'>Must be the rain.</title><content type='html'>It must be the rain,&lt;br /&gt;it can't be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;dark as can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pouring out symphonies&lt;br /&gt;it cannot speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dampening my mood,&lt;br /&gt;even as the rain ceased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really,&lt;br /&gt;it just can't be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water, water and more water have been poured on our small little island these days. Is it just me and my speculations or is this an effect of global warming? Aiyaya, haha. I don't want to dwell so much on that, i think we have had enough forums and popular culture mediums dwelling on that. For now, i am just very thankful for the nice shopping complexes that incubate me from the weather outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, for now i'll just have to be content with running like a hamster on the threadmills. (: I wanna go swimming already! Crystal! When will you sneak me into Aranda country club huh? Lets go get our hair bleached from the chlorine in the pool and sun burnt from choosing to swim at crazy times like 12pm - 2pm! (which are but of course the crazy timings u always propose!) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many things to say, but i don't know how to start and how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, one thing that tickled me today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it look like tang yuan,&lt;br /&gt;then, it is tang yuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-338819696933649534?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/338819696933649534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/338819696933649534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2007/12/must-be-rain.html' title='Must be the rain.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-3530971067404951798</id><published>2007-12-23T05:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T06:15:15.789+09:00</updated><title type='text'>2 sides to the coin.</title><content type='html'>NUS has accepted my Student exchange program application and the person-in-charge said that she is pleased to inform me so. (don't every formal email states so? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pleased too, till i saw that i hadn't got the 3 Japanese universities of my choice. But, that isn't bothering me now, cause i know everything happens for a reason and i had at one stage really liked the idea of entering Kyoto University. So, i will make the best out of this now. I'm happy enough with just being able to go to Japan and study, the school is secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is bugging me now is the administrative matters.. *deadpans* Forms here and there, certifications here and there. Also, i need someone to declare me sane and healthy. Oh! For once, i will not going to the doctors to beg for a medical cerfiticate but get to get myself declared as mentally sound and genki! (: No more acting this time. *evil smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a very meticulous person, so careful i will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.49am now..can't believe i'm still alive and typing considering the type of sleep i had gotten in Malaysia. Ah well, the lures of the internet world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, theres singing classes on and then, some catching up with my college peeps. Wonder if i can keep myself in a good mood. AH! i know! Double shot espresso! and then i'll be (O.O) heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm rambling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night world. i mean, good morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-3530971067404951798?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3530971067404951798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/3530971067404951798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-sides-to-coin.html' title='2 sides to the coin.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-4711604618281300021</id><published>2007-12-20T04:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T05:21:09.566+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>Friendship is priceless, cliche? Try this other cliche: How do u value love, care and thoughtfulness? I can't put any amount too great to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My secondary school days are made the best days of my student life with you all around. The bliss and warmth that overwhelmed me on my way home last night affirmed the commitment to this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minna san, domo arigato gozaimasu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been out of your sights, but now i realise i've not been out of your minds and hearts. Thank you for the special gift, thank you for your sincerity. Thank you for letting me realise that i've been an idiot and not appreciating you guys as much as i should or could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will focus on the important now. And i know for sure, you guys are important.&lt;br /&gt;A big hug to u all and a heartfelt thank you. (^-^)/~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanoshi-katta.&lt;br /&gt;Hontoni-Shiawase yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-4711604618281300021?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4711604618281300021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/4711604618281300021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638599522457468850.post-6829607891464300752</id><published>2007-12-20T02:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T03:58:41.105+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vindication for your existance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog.'/><title type='text'>Hoi ^^</title><content type='html'>what does one say in one's first blog entry? Should i start off with a brief introduction of myself? ha! better not, will bore u all to death. Fine, since i am here, i had better reason why i am here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, firstly, i like to attribute it to the fact that i am talkative. HA! understatement. I am super talkative. I am very excitable by nature (don't think dirty Casse - :) ) and i talk alot - not necessarily very sensible things but fun nonetheless (thats what i like to think la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm quiet, there is either something very wrong with YOU (*sniggers) or i'm just plain tired. :) More often than not, its not me, its you *evils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i have alot of things to purge out of myself therefore this blog. However, i refuse to sound so shallow henceforth, more importantly, i believe that by keeping a blog i will be able to improve my calibre of the english language and write coherently and be more effective in bringing my point across to people. Now, don't that reason sound more noble than the stated above? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, actually my main impetus of this blog is to tell YOU and YOU and YOU YOU YOU about whats going on with my life. Not that i think that people will be interested to know about me and my mundane life, but i hope by knowing that people i love are reading about me will help alleviate any lonliness and displacement i might feel when i am away in China and Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been away from my loved ones for so long - my religion, family and my friends. Gosh, as much as i like to think i am independent, most often, reality proves me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as i hate to admit it, I am what Takeo Doi and all adults deadpan as being AMAE: reliance and dependence on the love and warmth of others. I believe all of us are, but sometimes, the thought of losing someone in my life scares me so much that it scared me into wanting to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do what about it, i don't know, but i'll take one step at a time, see the world experience the outside of my incubator and then come home and be a more valuable person. Hopefully, a wiser and more mature person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to leave Singapore when the time comes, when everything single damn thing i love and love and love is here. Even the thought of it now breaks me. See how AMAE i am! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this blog will be a little home-coming for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, a good hello to you reading this, if you are, you are probably one the reason why i keep this blog alright. (^-^)/~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give anything to hug anyone of you then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2638599522457468850-6829607891464300752?l=mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/6829607891464300752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2638599522457468850/posts/default/6829607891464300752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylovelyleaves.blogspot.com/2007/12/hoi.html' title='Hoi ^^'/><author><name>lovely leaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243411739253514108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y_x0ROohI_Q/Sl3V-6BNr3I/AAAAAAAADEc/fQ_TMx_fh_o/S220/DSC01447.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
