<?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-11587901</id><updated>2012-01-25T02:42:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a collection of wanton thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Of Roots &amp;amp; Twigs&lt;/i&gt; -- Born in historical city Malacca, based in Singapore, citizen of the world. Research writer, closet graphic and web designer. Story-teller with a penchant for creative expression in a myriad media. Insatiably obssessed with pop culture. Inspired by the vicissitudes of life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>579</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7475192236356079644</id><published>2011-12-31T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:15:41.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hahaha. My second post of the year. Sorry,  I've been over at the &lt;a href="http://transez.wordpress.com/"&gt;Shanghai blog&lt;/a&gt; the whole time now, well, minus those times when I could not get on the proxy servers to access it because effective Oct this year, Wordpress has been off limits in China too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I browsed for the first time the &lt;a href="http://sonicinbeijing.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; of a new friend, a Jew, and found myself mind travelling through the unfamiliar landscapes of Middle Eastern nations including the home of his ancestors. The stories are captivating, the writing compelling. I had no idea this new friend was a soldier for a while, actually up to as recent as this October less than two months before I met him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just last night, I chanced upon Green Day's 21 Guns after not hearing it for ages, and made the opening line my new year resolution, sort of: "Do you know what's worth fighting for?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="392" height="220.5" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/duTKDlPXCQg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-7475192236356079644?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7475192236356079644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7475192236356079644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7475192236356079644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7475192236356079644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/duTKDlPXCQg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-1566551950686904327</id><published>2011-01-19T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T10:14:28.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I've been so MIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gosh, I've heard this so much these days I really hate to say it myself because it hurts, but I'm saying it now because that's exactly what I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry I've been so MIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess this blog is a part of my existence in Singapore. I left here when I left Singapore, and experimented with MSN Spaces, which closed and migrated to Wordpress. So I switched to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://transez.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, which was accessible during the first couple of weeks in Shanghai, but was blocked thereafter. So around Christmas, my friend sent me a proxy server program so now I can get around the GFW and access everything from the outside world just fine (FB, YouTube, Wordpress, Blogger ... the works)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So technically, I can continue blogging here. But I really had started documenting my new life in Shanghai on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://transez.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, and it does say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://transez.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A Collection of Wanton Thoughts in Shanghai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. So I guess, for now till I don't know when, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://transez.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;see you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&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/11587901-1566551950686904327?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/1566551950686904327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=1566551950686904327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1566551950686904327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1566551950686904327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2011/01/sorry-ive-been-so-mia.html' title='Sorry I&apos;ve been so MIA'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-1039713680604520587</id><published>2010-12-01T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:58:23.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for a few days ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello my social network world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello Blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello Plurk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello Twitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello Picasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello Youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss you guys so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I shall consume you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with all my might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for I have till only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;before I shall be back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to being a hermit.&lt;/span&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/11587901-1039713680604520587?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/1039713680604520587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=1039713680604520587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1039713680604520587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1039713680604520587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/12/back-for-few-days.html' title='Back for a few days ...'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6342661344982947384</id><published>2010-10-20T01:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T01:40:21.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving blocks, blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stepping on a moving block&lt;br /&gt;Northward to The Bund&lt;br /&gt;Where the Great Fire Wall&lt;br /&gt;keeps the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;Out&lt;br /&gt;So I'm moving blogs&lt;br /&gt;So long, blogger, for a while&lt;br /&gt;Hello, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://write-n-left.spaces.live.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, for a while&lt;br /&gt;before you get shut down &lt;br /&gt;Jan 2011&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll seek out other&lt;br /&gt;blocks on the blogosphere&lt;br /&gt;to lay the building blocks &lt;br /&gt;of my new blog yet again&lt;br /&gt;But till then,&lt;br /&gt;here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://write-n-left.spaces.live.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://write-n-left.spaces.live.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See you, See me.&lt;/span&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/11587901-6342661344982947384?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6342661344982947384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6342661344982947384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6342661344982947384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6342661344982947384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/10/moving-blocks-blogs.html' title='Moving blocks, blogs'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4858126936337309113</id><published>2010-10-10T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:00:19.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.10.10.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gonna take 10 secs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;at 10.10.10.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;in tribute of those perished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;on 9/11 at WTC&lt;/span&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/11587901-4858126936337309113?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4858126936337309113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4858126936337309113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4858126936337309113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4858126936337309113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/10/10101010.html' title='10.10.10.10'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3762872942123653254</id><published>2010-10-09T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T20:59:39.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I still need my NB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Another sign of our over-reliance on digital technology, and the convenience of which, is the ability to modify travel plans at whim. Especially when everything is readily available online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just booked myself into a wonderfully sounding hostel "Wanderfalls Guesthouse" at Niagara Falls, plus Amtrak tickets to get me there and back into New York next week. This is, of course, after checking that everything agrees - the weather, schedules, prices, how to get there ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;All of that can be done on the iPad too, really, perhaps even more enjoyable for the hi-res photos that fellow travelers have posted. But the motion of filling in the forms, as of now, is still a mouse-pointing, finger key-in sort of activity, meaning laptops are still necessary. So on this wonderfully sunny and warm Saturday morning at Central Park, I wonder how forms might eventually evolve to indulge my spontaneous travel habits even more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maybe I should just be able to call Amtrak with that number on their website, quote my Facebook code, so they can retrieve my profile right away and have my reservation completed in under a minute.&lt;/span&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/11587901-3762872942123653254?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3762872942123653254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3762872942123653254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3762872942123653254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3762872942123653254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-i-still-need-my-nb.html' title='Why I still need my NB'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5825126789714342739</id><published>2010-10-09T04:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T04:25:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good to be back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But friggin tired. 20-hour flight + 2-hour layover at Frankfurt + 2-hour city tour on SuperShuttle from the airport ... kinda regretted getting that, but oh well, a city tour on whees wasn't all that bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't think New York has changed much since 2001. Not at least the bustling Times Square and Rockefeller Center. Only in the place of Virgin Music (if I remember correctly)  is now H&amp;amp;M at Times Square. But in all my recent fascination with China, Japan and Asia, today I realised I've lost touch with the "western" or "American" side of me. Listening to the radio hits on the way in from the airport brought back fond memories. I haven't heard those songs for so long!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gee, really tired. Just checked into Jazz on the Park on the west bank of upper Central Park. I think I'm just gonna take it easy for today, check out some places to hit tomorrow and the day after and after ... but not before I get a quick nap. And ponder the implications of going to Shanghai in Nov instead of my beautiful 20.10 cuz HR screwed up and couldn't get my work permit processed in time. I don't understand though, why they require that we hand over the documents from China to the embassy here to issue the permit, shouldn't the China side have the final authority to issue or refuse since I'll be working there, not here ... oh well, red tape ...&lt;/span&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/11587901-5825126789714342739?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5825126789714342739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5825126789714342739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5825126789714342739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5825126789714342739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/10/good-to-be-back.html' title='Good to be back'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-258977888039481173</id><published>2010-10-07T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T23:25:17.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, here I come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I'm finally going back to New Yorka after 9 long years. At the airport now, ain't got much time cuz was fiddling with the free wireless which had changed service provider and I didn't know that I had to use the new extension ... oh well, I dun hv time for that. It's been a very tiring day of mad rush - health screening, change money, pack ... looking forward to snooze a bit on board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&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/11587901-258977888039481173?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/258977888039481173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=258977888039481173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/258977888039481173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/258977888039481173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-york-here-i-come.html' title='New York, here I come!'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6814313600662980053</id><published>2010-10-06T23:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:40:26.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Can I believe it's just two weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Two friggin' weeks left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm gonna miss all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm not sure already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I look forward to seeing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What sort of conflicting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;feeling is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've never been unsure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'll take each step in stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Every step is a part of a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Once embarked on, I enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No looking back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A new race begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In just friggin' 2 weeks.&lt;/span&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/11587901-6814313600662980053?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6814313600662980053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6814313600662980053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6814313600662980053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6814313600662980053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/10/2-weeks.html' title='2 weeks ...'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-2953566769317811770</id><published>2010-09-30T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:45:17.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three quarters gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One quarter left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how much of your new year resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;left?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Is it right to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;what to do with all that's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;left?&lt;/span&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/11587901-2953566769317811770?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/2953566769317811770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=2953566769317811770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2953566769317811770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2953566769317811770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/three-quarters-gone.html' title='Three quarters gone'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6909967219006586508</id><published>2010-09-22T23:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T00:25:27.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delighted by mooncakes on CX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha, there were mini-mooncakes on both flights, TPE-HKG and HKG-SIN, putting a silly smile on my face. I wonder if it's because of CX's HK connection, and if SQ serves mooncakes today too on their Asian flights at least. I kinda doubt it, but I may be biased because I'm still sore from the times that I've failed to get my choice of meals on board. Haven't they noticed that certain meals are more popular and stock up accordingly? What annoys me even more is being asked if it's OK if I took whatever was left; only after I said that I didn't really have a choice did I, that she asked if I might prefer some instant noodles (to make up for the unavailable noodles of my choice). Couldn't that have been offered as a probable choice along with the set meal in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, enough of ranting. I'm getting grumpier by the day. Must be approaching menopause or something ... lol ... but anyway, coming back to this beautiful Mid-Autumn night. Although we took off into the cloudless sunny skies of Taipei, we landed in cloudy Hong Kong, then took off again into torrential rains (and I doubted for a moment if the control tower might seriously delay the flight beyond the one hour that we had already waited since the scheduled take-off), and landed in overcast Singapore. The moon here at home is blurry, definitely not caressing the foot of my bed with her graceful luminous fingers. &lt;/span&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/11587901-6909967219006586508?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6909967219006586508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6909967219006586508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6909967219006586508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6909967219006586508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/delighted-by-mooncakes-on-cx.html' title='Delighted by mooncakes on CX'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4683578927412820142</id><published>2010-09-22T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T23:23:17.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up when September ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, it ended with last year,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still in deep slumber.&lt;br /&gt;Time to use the present tense,&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up when September ends. &lt;/span&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/11587901-4683578927412820142?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4683578927412820142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4683578927412820142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4683578927412820142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4683578927412820142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake me up when September ends'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-9018202053318012046</id><published>2010-09-22T09:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T23:26:28.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover, 中秋节快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two friends came to sleep over last night ... it was great to talk, watch tv, eat and laugh together, AND PLAY FIREWORKS! When I saw them off this morning, my eyes were sorta welling up ... but then, I'm really in the mood for tears these days ... but anyway, I'm really gonna miss them. Hope I'll have many more chances to return to Taipei. And I know the same tearful farewell will replicate itself in Singapore as 20.10 draws near. And then another tearful ... and I don't even wanna think about it. It's gotta stop now. My Mid-Autumn resolution is ... FIN.&lt;/span&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/11587901-9018202053318012046?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/9018202053318012046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=9018202053318012046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/9018202053318012046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/9018202053318012046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/sleepover.html' title='Sleepover, 中秋节快乐'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-8888594024843643118</id><published>2010-09-21T22:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T23:45:01.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>怎么那么准</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;这个星座算命的电视节目看了好多天，今天的特别准。偏偏就是今天，是的。它说，双鱼座的人，下半年运程很好。为什么好？因为他们好像脱胎换骨，切断感情，切断工作，切断还不知道什么，可是前面两项就超准了。把旧的切断，新的好事才会来。希望是这样吧！这段感情困扰实在延续太久了，太累了，真的很希望切的干净。更希望新的工作，新的角色，新的地点会带来新希望。哈哈，我还没有想完，星座老师又说双鱼座的最近感情上遇到错折，导致心情低落。又bingo。切断后就会ok了。因为还有另一个部分说我会心想事成，美梦成真哦。切断后就可以重新开始。嗯。&lt;/span&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/11587901-8888594024843643118?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/8888594024843643118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=8888594024843643118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8888594024843643118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8888594024843643118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_21.html' title='怎么那么准'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-8990331354495660507</id><published>2010-09-20T00:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T01:04:53.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typhoon day in Taiwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Typhoon Fanapi landed in Taiwan at 08:40 on 19 September 2010. Elsewhere on the island, harsh winds and rain lashed cities and villages. But here in Taipei, it was all calm. At nightfall, though, the wind speed picked up just as the weatherman reported the typhoon was spinning out of Taiwan. Traffic light posts sway in the gale. Motorbikes parked along the road fall on their sides. Strange occurence, but tough luck for a typhoon holiday as the mayor has already announced 上班上课 for tomorrow.&lt;/span&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/11587901-8990331354495660507?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/8990331354495660507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=8990331354495660507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8990331354495660507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8990331354495660507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/typhoon-day.html' title='Typhoon day in Taiwan'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3211317327262771439</id><published>2010-09-15T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T20:05:34.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another first</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's why I like flying. No matter how often you do it, you can always look forward to first-of-a-kind experience. Today, for the first time, I had duck congee on a Cathay Pacific flight. That was delightful :)&lt;/span&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/11587901-3211317327262771439?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3211317327262771439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3211317327262771439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3211317327262771439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3211317327262771439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-first.html' title='Another first'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-1952588428133020509</id><published>2010-09-15T07:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T07:30:17.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08:05 flight on CX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another early morning flight ... *yawn* ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but actually 08:05 is a quite decent hour ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for regional travels, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you leave in the morning, arrive in the afternoon ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;with plenty of time to do anything to your heart's content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if only the 2-hour pre-flight check-in can be reduced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or eliminated altogether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so now, goodbye Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for now, hello again Taipei.&lt;/span&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/11587901-1952588428133020509?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/1952588428133020509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=1952588428133020509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1952588428133020509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1952588428133020509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/0805-flight-on-cx.html' title='08:05 flight on CX'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-2432812355513987831</id><published>2010-09-14T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:12:34.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A warm old familiar voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's always awesome to hear from an old friend whom you haven't seen for ages, whose number you always wonder if you should call and if it's still in use. Today, this old old friend called. It's delightful to hear that motherly familiar warm voice again. Way back from university days. Wow.&lt;/span&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/11587901-2432812355513987831?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/2432812355513987831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=2432812355513987831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2432812355513987831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2432812355513987831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/warm-old-familiar-voice.html' title='A warm old familiar voice'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-8147553965977534524</id><published>2010-09-13T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:28:43.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The easier choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is it easier to learn to love someone you do not yet like but who is physically near, or to retract your love for someone you already like who is physically far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which would you rather, or can you accept?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For me, love is just love. Physically near or far, I'd give it a shot. But I've learned that not everyone thinks the same. When it comes to love, even love, yes, not lust, physical distance also spells emotional and spiritual distance. Why do I always want to challenge the probability of long distance relationships? Am I too "western"? But it is true that I have friends who have had fruitful relationships with western partners. But eastern ones? We're all learning it the hard way, I guess.&lt;/span&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/11587901-8147553965977534524?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/8147553965977534524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=8147553965977534524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8147553965977534524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8147553965977534524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/easier-choice.html' title='The easier choice'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7276804240907558298</id><published>2010-09-09T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T12:20:56.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我是一个普通人</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;不知道为什么突然想起六月份在上海的时候和一位老奶奶和她的小孙子共用一个餐桌，然后和小朋友交谈的对白。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;小男孩说，我不是男孩，也不是女孩。我只是一个普通人，喜欢科学和数学的普通人。当时还真的有点惊讶，那么小却那么成熟的思想。年纪轻轻就知道平等的概念，平等的价值，我感到很兴会有缘遇见这位聪明有智慧的小朋友，与他交谈。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;人本来就是平等的，最后会有人比别人强就是靠自己的努力付出去争取的。所以我很认同这位小朋友的想法，太有智慧了，因为我的偶像Walt Disney曾经也说过一句话: "We allow no geniuses around our Studio."&lt;/span&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/11587901-7276804240907558298?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7276804240907558298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7276804240907558298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7276804240907558298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7276804240907558298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='我是一个普通人'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-118321151981381047</id><published>2010-09-06T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:29:55.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Sept</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;... I landed in Chengdu today to spend some of the 3 most wonderful weeks I've ever had. I would give a lot to have those days again. &lt;/span&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/11587901-118321151981381047?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/118321151981381047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=118321151981381047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/118321151981381047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/118321151981381047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-sept.html' title='Last Sept'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-151632846463282314</id><published>2010-09-05T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T12:37:09.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapters unfinished</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was gonna write about how much heartache and joy I've been blessed with, how many surprises, disappointments, beginnings and endings I've been through, how fulfilled or empty I've been this year when my brain became clogged, confused, and then ... empty. I shall leave it till later, possibly end of the year, when this self is more inspired.&lt;/span&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/11587901-151632846463282314?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/151632846463282314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=151632846463282314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/151632846463282314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/151632846463282314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/09/chapters-unfinished.html' title='Chapters unfinished'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5903106535465768179</id><published>2010-08-31T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T00:28:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天时地利人和</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"You're Senior Design Researcher in one of the largest companies in the world." - Someone said that to me, I like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The potential of design research in China is simply massive. I can see forever what can be done, and needs to be done, and how big an impact the results will be on the innovation and design process and strategy of any company, especially one like ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We're standing on the threshold of contemporary design in China. We're standing on the threshold of strategic branding in China. We're standing on the threshold of an exploding "consumer market" in China. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If we thought China was gulping up all forms of consumerism since its economic reforms in 1979, we have to think again. Those were the baby steps. Now, the true pester power may truly begin.  One that is slowly but surely understanding what it means to be a "consumer", demanding the sovereignty of the "consumer" and acquiring a taste for good design that will soon parallel that of consumers in mature economies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Someone asked me, "Why now? Why China now?" Exactly because of what he (and I) have truly believed - the very fact that the Chinese are only now coming into their own as "consumers". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To be in Shanghai at this turning point is extremely exciting. Professionally, to be a part of the founding team that pioneers China-focused innovation and design for one of the largest companies in the world is a defining stamp on the resume. To surf China's next wave of global dominance - the emergence of a consumer economy and world class design - seriously, talk about first-mover advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a more sombre personal note, there are millions in that country whose lives can be made better by design, which of course, could also be adapted for other emerging economies, stretching the value of design across the developing world, a goal that is so close to my heart I hope to achieve in my professional attempt to understand, empathise and solve real problems through good, sustainable design. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is good - 天时地利人和 - although the original motivator for the move has faded in significance. Perhaps maybe that's what it's for, getting me there, to this exciting city of the future. And nothing more.&lt;/span&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/11587901-5903106535465768179?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5903106535465768179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5903106535465768179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5903106535465768179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5903106535465768179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_31.html' title='天时地利人和'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-2331653639045564584</id><published>2010-08-28T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T14:44:13.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>世界上最遥远的距离</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;实际上的距离拉近了&lt;br /&gt;心灵上的距离却远了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的不知道怎么看待&lt;br /&gt;我努力争取到的机会&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对这次的这个机会&lt;br /&gt;抱着什么样的期待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;迷糊迷途迷路了吗&lt;br /&gt;但迷路也是走路的&lt;br /&gt;一部分终要走下去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要勇敢的走下去才&lt;br /&gt;会胜利地走出来哦&lt;br /&gt;才可能把距离走近&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-2331653639045564584?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/2331653639045564584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=2331653639045564584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2331653639045564584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2331653639045564584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='世界上最遥远的距离'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6059769759285929855</id><published>2010-08-12T22:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:16:30.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today, seven years ago, grandma passed away at 1.30 pm. I was in the office when my cousin messaged me on MSN. I was stoned. Emotionless. I even went for a meeting at IE. It wasn't till very late that night when I was preparing a bunch of handover materials for all the projects that I was handling so that my colleague could take over while I was on compassionate leave. I cried my heart out. My boss saw me, and he was very kind to offer to drive me all the way back to Melaka. Of course I couldn't make him do that, so I declined, thanking him profusely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was especially upset because we had chosen to skip the crowds and jams over National Day weekend to go home and see grandma. We took for granted there would always be a next week. No, there probably won't be. Don't even take for granted there would be a next day, next hour, next minute. What you want to do or say, do it now. But that said, it's easier said than done &gt;.&lt;"'&lt;/span&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/11587901-6059769759285929855?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6059769759285929855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6059769759285929855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6059769759285929855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6059769759285929855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/08/7-years.html' title='7 years'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3153451287475217891</id><published>2010-08-10T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:05:41.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First couple in office</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When I first saw the email, I thought it was a joke, but it's for REAL! :)))) I couldn't be happier. They are 2 really awesome people who deserve each other. Really, really, really. At least there are happy people all around. It's very comforting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&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/11587901-3153451287475217891?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3153451287475217891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3153451287475217891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3153451287475217891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3153451287475217891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-couple-in-office.html' title='First couple in office'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-1582242312465062694</id><published>2010-08-01T04:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T04:31:12.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Taipei, Hi Singapore, and Shanghai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My flight's at 7.40 AM, the driver's coming at 5.10 AM. All packed, now enjoying some early morning peace. A cup of coffee up front, MTV in the back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can feel it. This is it. The turning point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shanghai. What promises do you hold for me?&lt;/span&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/11587901-1582242312465062694?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/1582242312465062694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=1582242312465062694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1582242312465062694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1582242312465062694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/08/bye-taipei-hi-singapore-and-shanghai.html' title='Bye Taipei, Hi Singapore, and Shanghai'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4172447034673999853</id><published>2010-07-28T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T12:37:04.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>坚持。固执。不甘心。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, you feel like there is a certain invisible force much larger than yourself pulling you in one direction. The direction of your choice. It's like pieces are beginning to fall into the right places. But just short of the finishing line, or like a pile of beautifully constructed Jenga blocks, before the final few pieces complete the whole, the beautiful formation falls apart. Yet, that strange force still pulls you in the same direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And you fall into a vortex of emotional turmoil. You are allowing it. You're still choosing, painfully limping on this road of uncertainty. Do you take a road of persistence, surrender, or refusal to be resigned to the hard facts that fall before your very eyes? Do you (want to) believe in the strange force?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I seek answers. I am getting none. I once said, that is why life is interesting. I guess that is what I will hold to. Like ephemeral sakuras. So precious, enjoy it. Live it, and behold every fold that opens as they float onto my palm. I like pleasant surprises. Throw away the sadness.&lt;/span&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/11587901-4172447034673999853?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4172447034673999853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4172447034673999853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4172447034673999853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4172447034673999853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_28.html' title='坚持。固执。不甘心。'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-9210273252263424937</id><published>2010-07-16T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:43:38.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep passing thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The first thing I saw this morning was an email from a dear friend informing of her father's passing. I could offer her not much but words of comfort through a long SMS, being so far away from Singapore myself. Her words offered me more food for thought, "Do not take your parents for granted." They are actually making me think twice about Shanghai. What exactly am I after?&lt;/span&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/11587901-9210273252263424937?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/9210273252263424937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=9210273252263424937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/9210273252263424937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/9210273252263424937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/07/deep-passing-thoughts.html' title='Deep passing thoughts'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7905759514013403517</id><published>2010-07-15T17:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:36:01.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一年</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;有许多感触，也写了一篇文章却没有勇气把它放上来，就贴上这篇朋友写的一首很优美的诗来纪念这一年渡过的最高峰和最低点。也该到个段落了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought I saw you in the flicker of a candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought I saw you in the reflection of your tea cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sure I saw you in the words of my diary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and in the eternal breathless moment that our eyes locked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like a pair of butterflies in tandem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we were locked in the same rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;where nightmares die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and dreams fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm letting you go ~ for now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;because I have plenty more to live for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and plenty more love to give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I won't forget you and I hope you won't forget me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-7905759514013403517?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7905759514013403517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7905759514013403517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7905759514013403517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7905759514013403517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='一年'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5390324232147094548</id><published>2010-05-28T09:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:29:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>上海9日.5.28-6.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;上海. 两年多了, 您现在长得怎么样呢? 今天去上海的心情有些复杂, 有点遗憾去年九月份没有过去. 但是, 我还是要玩的很开心的! 都说过去了, 也不要再去想它了, 未来还是掌握在自己手中的!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;期待和两位好朋友见面. 一位有六年没有见面了, 哈哈, 实在有点奇怪. 人在新加坡的时候没有想到要见, 反而去了上海我们都说聚一下, 吃吨饭, 聊往事. 要失去了才懂得珍惜吗?&lt;/span&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/11587901-5390324232147094548?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5390324232147094548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5390324232147094548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5390324232147094548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5390324232147094548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/9528-65.html' title='上海9日.5.28-6.5'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6684212140787164394</id><published>2010-05-26T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T23:11:47.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more day to World Expo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Haha, maybe not quite, but it's true, one more day to Shanghai. How 4 months have flown by so quickly! Amazing and terrifying at the same time. Oh crap, this might be my last post for 10 days ... ain't too bad, I went without Blogger, Facebook and Plurk for almost a month last September! Luckily there were those phone calls ... oh well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, maybe I can still sneak in one right before I hop on the plane ;)&lt;/span&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/11587901-6684212140787164394?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6684212140787164394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6684212140787164394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6684212140787164394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6684212140787164394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/1-more-day-to-world-expo.html' title='1 more day to World Expo!'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6992090869635715131</id><published>2010-05-24T10:40:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:08:03.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in a series of chapters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I scanned a book on birthdates on Saturday. It said, people born on the 9th of March lead lives comprised of disparate chapters. I think I just closed one. I'm not quite sure how the next one will be written yet, I'm having a sort of a creative block at the moment. I don't know who the characters might be, will they be new or if the old ones I've loved so much may stage a comeback. But I know for sure I need a break, I don't know how long it will take, it will be a while.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I've started reading &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/23/magazine/23Larsson-t.html"&gt;Stieg Larsson&lt;/a&gt;. There is a sort of morbid romanticism that piqued my interest in this writer. Not so much his books, but his story. You know, this Swedish writer had planned an epic 10-book thriller, only to die halfway through his fourth. I'm on his first: "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Girl-Dragon-Tattoo-Vintage/dp/0307454541/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1274671455&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo&lt;/a&gt;". So far, so good. I intend to read all three, and if they finally decide to release the fourth, as the original manuscript is or completed by someone else, I'll pick that up too. But I'll never know how the next chapters will be written, or rather, would have been written by Stieg Larsson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, I'm introduced to controversial Iranian director عباس کیارستمی `Abbās Kiyārostamī, who was celebrated at Cannes as the festival closed yesterday, who is a master at visualising Persian poetry so beautifully in his films. In &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zy5ZeQtsJ5I"&gt;The Wind Will Carry Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Kiyārostamī reflected on the connection between the past and the present, between continuity and change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They promise of houries in heaven, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But I would say wine is better, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Take the present to the promises, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A drum sounds melodious from distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I immediately connect, as I reflect on my own story's crazy chapters, sometimes disjointed, sometimes coherent, but eventually they all come together. This is what I told DA. We talked about our tendency to make up stories for ourselves, and then try our darn best to fulfill them, even to the detriment of our own sanity. What I told him, we do what we think we ought to do at any point in time. The story will work itself out, everything will somehow come together in the end and make sense. It's all part of the journey, right? Only in chapters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-6992090869635715131?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6992090869635715131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6992090869635715131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6992090869635715131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6992090869635715131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/series-of-chapter.html' title='Life in a series of chapters'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6375185552572889600</id><published>2010-05-23T20:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:05:14.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacman turns 30, Google celebrates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's a very nice Pacman GAME as Google's logo, on &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;Google's homepage&lt;/a&gt;. Insert coin to play. Here's a still capture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S_ki2VEoA3I/AAAAAAAACL4/9O09NzL9cJc/s1600/google_pacman.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474445138810372978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S_ki2VEoA3I/AAAAAAAACL4/9O09NzL9cJc/s400/google_pacman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-6375185552572889600?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6375185552572889600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6375185552572889600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6375185552572889600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6375185552572889600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/pacman-turns-30-google-celebrates.html' title='Pacman turns 30, Google celebrates'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S_ki2VEoA3I/AAAAAAAACL4/9O09NzL9cJc/s72-c/google_pacman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5827681750769127225</id><published>2010-05-18T22:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T23:21:34.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CD sketched me a panda!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On her iPhone. Amazing. So beautiful, I'm thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hah, it's the little things in life that make me really happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;走到了最后的十天, 反而已经没有什么感觉了. 我想我期待到累了因为到头来, 可能就只是一场空 ... 不知道呢, 再看看吧, 不抱什么期望的, 那么就不会失望.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S_KqQPPF3qI/AAAAAAAACLw/RIkHRaVLNyM/s1600/cd_iphone_panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S_KqQPPF3qI/AAAAAAAACLw/RIkHRaVLNyM/s400/cd_iphone_panda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472623693153033890" 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/11587901-5827681750769127225?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5827681750769127225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5827681750769127225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5827681750769127225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5827681750769127225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/cd-sketched-me-panda.html' title='CD sketched me a panda!'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S_KqQPPF3qI/AAAAAAAACLw/RIkHRaVLNyM/s72-c/cd_iphone_panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6202368840376733900</id><published>2010-05-18T12:02:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T23:15:19.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curious Case of the Pajamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As a little girl, I loved my pajamas. They were airy and comfortable. They were pretty with lace and sometimes colourful fancy buttons. Above all, they were handmade by my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I stopped wearing pajamas, I don't remember when. Must be well into my teens. When outfits were an expression of the unique personality of a rebellious teen, who cared what I wore to bed. That must be when I got too lazy to change into the pajamas just for sleeping. Besides, mom had stopped making pajamas for us. I guess they're not so cute to make anymore since we were already big girls, so she stopped. Indeed, all other pajamas we found out there were nowhere near cute, nowhere close to the detailed workmanship that mom had displayed in her pieces, so no way would I spend any precious cent on any of those. So I stopped wearing pajamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then, it became really interesting for me to watch on TV back then and even now, how the Chinese can parade the busiest streets of the city in their pajamas. When my aunt from Beijing visited in the 90s, she had no qualms wearing her pajamas everywhere. Honestly, I was rather flabbergasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Only very recently, I understood the significance of the pajamas to a Chinese back in those days, being very poor, when many clothes were hand-me-downs, how could one even think of having special clothes just for sleeping. So the pajamas were a symbol of status (and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/17/opinion/17gao.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;NYT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; says, coolness too). Someone who could afford the pajamas was of a certain social stature, especially when communism was at its peak and everyone was supposed to be equal. So it's only natural one would flaunt it at every available chance - out in the neighbourhood, at the market, riding public transport, at the most crowded and visible places of any gritty Chinese neighbourhood. Besides, living in tight communal quarters back in the day, it didn't make much sense changing out of them just to walk a few metres to buy some meat from across the street, did it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Old habits die hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But China has grown so fast and in her race to join the top powers of the world, is also very rapidly shedding ugly old habits. &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/17/opinion/17gao.html"&gt;Shanghai wants the pajamas off her streets&lt;/a&gt; now that the Expo is in full swing and the city is under tight scrutiny and criticised for every tiny flaw, oh, how many others will delight at seeing the poised Chinese superpower crumble. Like the legs of a pair of soft cotton pajamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course, people oppose it. Some do so because old habits die hard. Some do so because it's a piece of Shanghainese lifestyle and a chunk of China's past yanked out by force, and nobody likes to be forced to comply to anything that threatens that which is close to the heart. But with progress, they somehow must. Who will want to remember, or for that matter, need to remember, Shanghai by her colourful pajamas parade? Old habits die hard, but die they must. Soon, everyone will forget anyway.&lt;/span&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/11587901-6202368840376733900?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6202368840376733900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6202368840376733900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6202368840376733900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6202368840376733900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/curious-case-of-pajamas.html' title='The Curious Case of the Pajamas'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-8889974583966974098</id><published>2010-05-16T13:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:44:47.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zocards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everytime I pass by a café, I always sneak a peek at the Zocard revolving shelf. Over the years, I've collected countless of these cards. To many, they're just advertisements. To me, they are beautiful inspiring works of art. With a date stamp. So that makes them wonderful objects of nostalgia, of immense sentimental value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They take up valuable real estate in my cramped apartment. Many a times, I mean to throw them out. Like today. But I took one look, and then, took a few pictures, and stuffed them right back where they belong. The logic is simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If they're inspiring enough to make me wanna immortalise them on film, how can they be relegated to the trash can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S--EHP6ejcI/AAAAAAAACLo/CeC1fFZvbhg/s1600/zocards_txt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471737332344196546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S--EHP6ejcI/AAAAAAAACLo/CeC1fFZvbhg/s400/zocards_txt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-8889974583966974098?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/8889974583966974098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=8889974583966974098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8889974583966974098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8889974583966974098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/zocards.html' title='Zocards'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S--EHP6ejcI/AAAAAAAACLo/CeC1fFZvbhg/s72-c/zocards_txt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6549777984268487082</id><published>2010-05-15T11:08:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:03:36.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE. START.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They say girls with big bags have security issues. What I used to sneer at, I agree now. We want to pile our lives into those bags, we want every unpredictable situation under control as long as we have everything in the bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yet, ironically, we are the least prepared, we do not know how to react to evil twists of fate, or change in heart. So we steel ourselves; we keep our fragile hearts in metal chests that even top grade diamonds cannot cut through. For we are not like them girls who quiver at the diamond's shallow brilliance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Instead ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We query the mystery of a volcanic rock thrown up from the depths of her mother's belly 10,000 leagues under the sea, we marvel at the fine grains of sands that hide so many lives but yet so transparent and vulnerable as glass. We dive deep into our own emotional oceans, seeking still waters, craving tranquility, wanting stability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's not you, a friend once said to me. You live life on the edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A little too much, yes. I sometimes venture foolishly out to embrace the climactic horrors of the emotionsphere. I've been kissed by the breeze on my cheeks and the golden rays of sunlight on my eyes. I've hunched against the assail of hail and been punched out of wind in my stomach. I've burned like a furnace in my chest and chilled to the core of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to retreat to the seabed, where the water runs deep, where the current is still. Where I'd rather not fall into the giddying pleasure of a spinning vortex, so I won't be breathless when I fall out of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We have baggages we cannot let go. Yet we must learn to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need to. I have to. RE. START.&lt;/span&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/11587901-6549777984268487082?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6549777984268487082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6549777984268487082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6549777984268487082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6549777984268487082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/they-say-girls-with-big-bags-have.html' title='RE. START.'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3160977606143199865</id><published>2010-05-14T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:34:20.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Panda Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-1672phcnI/AAAAAAAACLg/Nw7zPjBsiWE/s1600/IMG_0816_cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471164291025564274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-1672phcnI/AAAAAAAACLg/Nw7zPjBsiWE/s400/IMG_0816_cs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-167tMf-uI/AAAAAAAACLY/Btdxz0qMQpI/s1600/IMG_0781_cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471164288487914210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-167tMf-uI/AAAAAAAACLY/Btdxz0qMQpI/s400/IMG_0781_cs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-167KAaS9I/AAAAAAAACLQ/spq9POoShLo/s1600/IMG_0804_cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471164279041969106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-167KAaS9I/AAAAAAAACLQ/spq9POoShLo/s400/IMG_0804_cs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-166sdv1fI/AAAAAAAACLI/hBeQGABaWdY/s1600/IMG_0812_cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471164271111951858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-166sdv1fI/AAAAAAAACLI/hBeQGABaWdY/s400/IMG_0812_cs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-166dq8e7I/AAAAAAAACLA/GMXg_3lgn30/s1600/IMG_0800_cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471164267140774834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-166dq8e7I/AAAAAAAACLA/GMXg_3lgn30/s400/IMG_0800_cs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-3160977606143199865?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3160977606143199865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3160977606143199865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3160977606143199865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3160977606143199865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/panda-series.html' title='The Panda Series'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-1672phcnI/AAAAAAAACLg/Nw7zPjBsiWE/s72-c/IMG_0816_cs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4503897006060581026</id><published>2010-05-12T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:41:52.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5.12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can't believe it's been 2 years since the great Sichuan earthquake. God bless.&lt;/span&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/11587901-4503897006060581026?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4503897006060581026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4503897006060581026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4503897006060581026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4503897006060581026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/512.html' title='5.12'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7737857998110983203</id><published>2010-05-10T12:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:56:18.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I always choose the bus over the train if I'm not pressed for time. I like all the visual stimulants that come with a long bus ride, ears plugged to my favourite playlist, retreating into my own contemplative thoughts and feelings. Like CD said, "making my own MTV" in those hour-long rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what I did the past Saturday, after the rain. &lt;em&gt;Alas&lt;/em&gt;, my window was foggy so I could only get a blurry picture of the scenery outside. &lt;em&gt;Alas&lt;/em&gt;, I couldn't quite catch the red Mazda 3s (think their butts are incredibly cute and sexy, aren't they?), which I've got into the habit of counting. So I played with my camera instead. I just got a new all-black pouch and a bright red hand-strap for it. The camera body is all-black too, so the dash of red against all the black is quite beautiful. Well, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I meant to say was, I aimed a shot from behind a foggy window, and got pleasantly surprised by this result. Enjoy! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-eHbjY79zI/AAAAAAAACK4/jOFmb6nvrqQ/s1600/IMG_0763_cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469489179890808626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-eHbjY79zI/AAAAAAAACK4/jOFmb6nvrqQ/s400/IMG_0763_cs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-7737857998110983203?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7737857998110983203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7737857998110983203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7737857998110983203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7737857998110983203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/through-fog.html' title='Through the fog'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-eHbjY79zI/AAAAAAAACK4/jOFmb6nvrqQ/s72-c/IMG_0763_cs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3748851116667706136</id><published>2010-05-07T22:30:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T23:06:52.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Coincidentally, it was also Daniel's birthday. The skies were smiling for him, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And I love &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BANS7eZ7SM4"&gt;Blue Skies&lt;/a&gt; by BT, featuring Tori Amos. She didn't actually say the words "Blue Skies" here. Instead, he spliced her vocals from different places to form the words. Genius, though sometimes you wonder why he would go this roundabout way in making music. But the haunting result is well worth it! Attention to details rocks. And BT's nano-tech stutter tricks are worth a patent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-Qk9-h2VUI/AAAAAAAACKw/mAX96T4njtA/s1600/IMG_0758_cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468536494710216002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-Qk9-h2VUI/AAAAAAAACKw/mAX96T4njtA/s400/IMG_0758_cs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-3748851116667706136?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3748851116667706136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3748851116667706136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3748851116667706136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3748851116667706136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/blue-skies.html' title='Blue skies'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S-Qk9-h2VUI/AAAAAAAACKw/mAX96T4njtA/s72-c/IMG_0758_cs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-549673415706304149</id><published>2010-05-05T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:28:39.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May 美</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;May = 美.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;五月应该是美好的. 期待.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;v(^___^*)v&lt;/span&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/11587901-549673415706304149?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/549673415706304149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=549673415706304149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/549673415706304149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/549673415706304149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/may.html' title='May 美'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7430738702476949644</id><published>2010-05-05T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:01:07.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Apr.5: I returned from Hong Kong after 4 wonderful days of eat, play, relax and workout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jun.5: I'll be returning from Shanghai after 9 wonderful days of happiness. I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now, ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;May.5 seems uneventful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;May.5: Where will I return from? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Make it decadence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;May.5: Where will I return to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Make it innocence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Enigma. Return to Innocence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Boy. Do I love this song. Tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ugh. Whatever. Just listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="403.2" height="323.4"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_ALElMLpRA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_ALElMLpRA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="403.2" height="323.4"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/11587901-7430738702476949644?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7430738702476949644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7430738702476949644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7430738702476949644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7430738702476949644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/5.html' title='.5'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6500806348590947919</id><published>2010-05-02T11:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T11:35:57.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day! Spring Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S9zyakHZdKI/AAAAAAAACKo/hG_Ey8ro_vk/s1600/cherries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466510585906164898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S9zyakHZdKI/AAAAAAAACKo/hG_Ey8ro_vk/s400/cherries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;反而没什么感觉了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;走一天，看一天吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;春天是美好的吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;但愿如此。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;春天是开花结果&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;的好季节。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;May Day! May Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;May Day, Spring Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I laugh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;a mocking laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;How can an expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;of much distress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the start of a season &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;of hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For there is no need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;for hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if the great bellies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;of distress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;one needs not escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A vicious cycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Without distress there will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;no hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Only gloom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;May Day! May Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I face thee with all my might,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Distress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I shout with all my might,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I hope with all my might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-6500806348590947919?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6500806348590947919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6500806348590947919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6500806348590947919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6500806348590947919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-day-spring-day.html' title='May Day! Spring Day!'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S9zyakHZdKI/AAAAAAAACKo/hG_Ey8ro_vk/s72-c/cherries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4627864943103178051</id><published>2010-04-28T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:23:57.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>笑吧! 走更远的路</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;人往往有不开心的事,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;为了不影响身边的家人和朋友,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;把难过与哀愁往自己心里面塞.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;但不论胸怀有多宽多大, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;终有一天还是会容不下,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;爆发.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;可以是泪,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;可以是气,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;当然也可以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;不去烦恼,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;不去难过,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;不去管.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;大声得笑,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;继续走,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;更远的路.&lt;/span&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/11587901-4627864943103178051?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4627864943103178051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4627864943103178051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4627864943103178051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4627864943103178051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_28.html' title='笑吧! 走更远的路'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4227438232233860614</id><published>2010-04-26T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:57:27.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无希望的等待 ... 吗?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;无论如何, 我想还是应该尽力去争取的! 往后的日子, 走一步, 看一步咯. 还未到最终点, 没有人知道会发生什么事. 知道自己尽了力就好, 没有什么好后悔的. 再说, 这次的选择, 如果成功的话, 也只有益无害.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;我的胸怀充满希望, 等待.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sudden opportunities, bold moves.&lt;/span&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/11587901-4227438232233860614?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4227438232233860614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4227438232233860614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4227438232233860614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4227438232233860614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_26.html' title='无希望的等待 ... 吗?'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-9087117421180788863</id><published>2010-04-25T00:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:35:21.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我又走慢了</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S9MrsP9XfcI/AAAAAAAACKg/vSvpoWNG_MI/s1600/bottle_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S9MrsP9XfcI/AAAAAAAACKg/vSvpoWNG_MI/s400/bottle_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463758812128705986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-9087117421180788863?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/9087117421180788863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=9087117421180788863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/9087117421180788863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/9087117421180788863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_25.html' title='我又走慢了'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S9MrsP9XfcI/AAAAAAAACKg/vSvpoWNG_MI/s72-c/bottle_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-2080120264576530159</id><published>2010-04-24T10:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:17:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yasmin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chanced upon the film, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kankan.xunlei.com/vod/movie/58/58610.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Muallaf&lt;/a&gt; on Xunlei.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Super excited&lt;/em&gt;! Never expected to find a Yasmin film on a Chinese website (if doesn't have Sepet or Gubra, though), and one that I have not watched before. So I decided to check the film synopsis online before watching the film, and came across Yasmin's blogs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yasminthestoryteller.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Storyteller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: she really, really was. She took little segments of our lives and blew them up on the big screen. She surfaced our laughter, our tears, our courage, our fears. And all the other emotions in between that we fail to see or refuse to acknowledge. She cast a light on what it means being human, being one of many humans, transcending race, language and religion, and the strange web that weaves us all together, for and against our wishes, and how this is what makes being human so ... well, alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yasminthefilmmaker.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Filmmaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;: her last post was on 22 July 2009. She died on 25 July 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The blogs brought fresh tears to my eyes.&lt;/span&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/11587901-2080120264576530159?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/2080120264576530159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=2080120264576530159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2080120264576530159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2080120264576530159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/yasmin.html' title='Yasmin'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6618933795380716352</id><published>2010-04-23T23:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:22:18.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>片尾片, 败犬女王</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;总是觉得台湾电视剧的片尾片(就是在播放片尾曲同时播放的短片)很精美, 很好看. 目前在U频道播出的&lt;败犬女王&gt;也不例外.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实这部电视剧还是挺好看的. 虽然头几集感觉有点漫长, 剧情也有点无聊, 但是却越来越好看哦. 是蛮贴心的, 可能因为片中女主角的性格与处境和我的很相似吧! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S9G9MGAe4xI/AAAAAAAACKQ/ELlHZnoVXKs/s1600/Myqueen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S9G9MGAe4xI/AAAAAAAACKQ/ELlHZnoVXKs/s400/Myqueen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463355838445839122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-6618933795380716352?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6618933795380716352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6618933795380716352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6618933795380716352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6618933795380716352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_23.html' title='片尾片, 败犬女王'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S9G9MGAe4xI/AAAAAAAACKQ/ELlHZnoVXKs/s72-c/Myqueen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6612921284843384782</id><published>2010-04-22T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T00:07:35.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Turn off the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and check your sockets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;save some energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and what little is left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in Mother Earth's pockets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dohosurf.org/images/earth.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.dohosurf.org/images/earth.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-6612921284843384782?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6612921284843384782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6612921284843384782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6612921284843384782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6612921284843384782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/earth-day-2010.html' title='Earth Day 2010'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6882839196124365830</id><published>2010-04-17T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T10:06:21.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>雨过天晴</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8kXAJuc7rI/AAAAAAAACKI/kH38Zta4uDM/s1600/IMG_0449_c_txt.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460921314541629106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8kXAJuc7rI/AAAAAAAACKI/kH38Zta4uDM/s400/IMG_0449_c_txt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;礼拜四下午下了一场很恐怖的大雨。雨后的夕阳就是这样了 ... ^___^* &lt;/span&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/11587901-6882839196124365830?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6882839196124365830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6882839196124365830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6882839196124365830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6882839196124365830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='雨过天晴'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8kXAJuc7rI/AAAAAAAACKI/kH38Zta4uDM/s72-c/IMG_0449_c_txt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4268309479797390410</id><published>2010-04-15T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:49:35.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh my GOD! This is the biggest rush of adrenaline I've had in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;KC, with whom I haven't been in touch since 2007 while chatting with him as the strike at Karachi  happened outside The Sheraton where I stayed, MSNed me cuz of the countdown to Expo in my nick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ok, that's nice right, after all, a long time ago, I kinda had a little crush on him. He's cute ok ... Haha, but it's the next thing he told me that made my jaw drop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;KC: im in shanghai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;KC: are u counting down to the expo here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: yep, counting down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;KC: Im working for Disney Shanghai at the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: (jaw dropped) OOOH happening!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;KC: working here as a Creative Consultant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me: Any vacancy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh man, and he never wanted to work for Disney. He never wanted to work for anyone but himself and such a talented guy, he's got a number of great works under his belt. In fact, Disney approached him after he produced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.moko.cc/gdpkq"&gt;LaMB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. I'm so proud of him!&lt;/span&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/11587901-4268309479797390410?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4268309479797390410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4268309479797390410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4268309479797390410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4268309479797390410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/excitement.html' title='Excitement!'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3393175987883311377</id><published>2010-04-12T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:54:04.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singlish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wan Lynn sent me a questionnaire to fill in this morning, but forgot to attach in the email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called out to her, "你没有 attach 那个 questionnaire!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel started laughing. He always laughs at how we mince our Chinese and English words in what we famously acknowledge as Singlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I wondered why I couldn't have said, "You didn't 附上 that 问卷!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke had an explanation: We use English for work and Chinese for friendly conversations. So naturally, when we use both languages in a single sentence, we'll use English words for the technical terms and Chinese for  the conversational terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds very logical for this particular incidence. But is it always like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-3393175987883311377?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3393175987883311377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3393175987883311377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3393175987883311377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3393175987883311377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/singlish.html' title='Singlish'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-418855920742832955</id><published>2010-04-11T22:22:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:20:12.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Food Haven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, we didn't go to as many good food places as we'd like to, but every meal we had was awesome anyway! So, let me share some of the most remarkable ones with their addresses in case you're keen on trying the next time you pop by HK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hiphongkong.com/eat/restaurants/cafes/mido_cafe_yau_ma_tei"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mido Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address:&lt;/strong&gt; 63 Temple Street, Yau Ma Tei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phone:&lt;/strong&gt; 2384-6402&lt;br /&gt;We went there for the cafe's 1950s charm and delicious buttered '&lt;em&gt;bo lo bao&lt;/em&gt;' (called '&lt;em&gt;bo lo yao&lt;/em&gt;' - oily '&lt;em&gt;bo lo bao&lt;/em&gt;') and milk tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HbpPmLuyI/AAAAAAAACJQ/z0_xwAcHXjg/s1600/bolopao.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 134px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458885724957555490" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HbpPmLuyI/AAAAAAAACJQ/z0_xwAcHXjg/s400/bolopao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.virtualtourist.com/travel/Asia/Hong_Kong/Restaurants-Hong_Kong-Tsui_Wah_Restaurant-BR-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tsui Wah Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address:&lt;/strong&gt; 15-19 Wellington street, Central&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Web:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tsuiwahrestaurant.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.tsuiwahrestaurant.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there for typical Hong Kong breakfast, but ended up ordering only milk tea and '&lt;em&gt;gai zai bao&lt;/em&gt;' (crispy yet soft toasted bun spread with butter and condensed milk). We watched in awe how the slender HK people down their bowls of instant noodles (with a variety of garnishing from luncheon meat to beef), '&lt;em&gt;gai za bao&lt;/em&gt;' and milk tea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HeaG3Cx8I/AAAAAAAACJY/xUlj7Zo3Wt8/s1600/IMG_0194_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458888763449198530" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HeaG3Cx8I/AAAAAAAACJY/xUlj7Zo3Wt8/s400/IMG_0194_c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dim sum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodeasy.com/hongkongrestaurant/rest_detail.php?id_rest=502403"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Foo Lum Fisherman's Wharf Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address: &lt;/strong&gt;G/F, Auto Plaza, 65 Mody Road, Tsim Sha Tsui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Telephone: &lt;/strong&gt;2723-8132&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Web: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foolumgroup.com"&gt;http://www.foolumgroup.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the only dim sum restaurant we went to this trip; simply didn't have the time, plus there were so many other things to try too! We found this restaurant in a Singapore foodie magazine, and since it's close to where we stayed (Chungking Mansions), we decided to pop by the morning following our arrival in HK. Delicious dim sum, and definitely a lot more affordable than eating in Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HgnZYeNVI/AAAAAAAACJg/G7LOxUUjGSQ/s1600/dimsum_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 271px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458891190782801234" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HgnZYeNVI/AAAAAAAACJg/G7LOxUUjGSQ/s400/dimsum_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happycow.net/reviews.php?id=17"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Branto Pure Indian Vegetarian Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address:&lt;/strong&gt; 1/F, 9 Lock Rd, Tsim Sha Tsui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Telephone:&lt;/strong&gt; 2366-8171&lt;br /&gt;This Indian restaurant is hidden on the first floor (which is level 2) of a building. One needs to use the intercom and punch in the codes as per the instruction sheet by the door. The food is good, but be warned of the huge meal portions. Yup, there's only one size, so you cannot choose a S-sized meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HiNUyk79I/AAAAAAAACJo/80U4eGIjKjo/s1600/indian_food.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 164px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458892941896773586" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HiNUyk79I/AAAAAAAACJo/80U4eGIjKjo/s400/indian_food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Restaurant_Review-g294217-d1049010-Reviews-Lung_Wah_Hotel-Hong_Kong_Hong_Kong_Region.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lung Wah Hotel (Restaurant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address: &lt;/strong&gt;22 Ha Wo Che, Sha Tin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Telephone: &lt;/strong&gt;2691-1594&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Web:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lungwahhotel.hk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.lungwahhotel.hk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This restaurant is the original inventor of roasted pigeon. Aside from the trademark pigeon dishes, Lung Wah also serves up other great Cantonese dishes and to top it all, a wonderful cozy and amiable ambience. It's a little hidden up a slope, its architecture resembles more of a temple than a restaurant, and with a name that says "hotel", one could easily walk past it anticipating a high-rise hotel instead. So, check the local map before heading out the Sha Tin MTR, walk about 10 mins and be on high alert for the 2 sign boards (side by side) which say "Sheung Wo Che" and "Ha Wo Che" respectively. They're at the foot of an overhead bridge, and when you look beyond the signboards, you'll see the restaurant in all of its red glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HlW_tS7OI/AAAAAAAACJw/O9jR-Q-bahA/s1600/roast_pigeon.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 157px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458896406571052258" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HlW_tS7OI/AAAAAAAACJw/O9jR-Q-bahA/s400/roast_pigeon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dessert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/LocationPhotos-g294217-d1196158-Hui_Lau_Shan-Hong_Kong_Hong_Kong_Region.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hui Lau Shan/Xu Liu Shan (许留山) Mango Desserts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address:&lt;/strong&gt; A franchise with stores in most places including Tsim Sha Tsui, Mongkok, Causeway Bay, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious mango dessert. Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HnwsZP_FI/AAAAAAAACJ4/mjnqMLGA5Yo/s1600/mango_dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 159px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458899047086554194" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HnwsZP_FI/AAAAAAAACJ4/mjnqMLGA5Yo/s400/mango_dessert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Street food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Fishballs 鱼蛋 and "&lt;em&gt;Yong Tau Foo&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address:&lt;/strong&gt; Most places&lt;br /&gt;Dip the fishballs in hot and spicy curry broth, pop em in your mouth and let em sizzle! Pick your choice of "&lt;em&gt;yong tau foo&lt;/em&gt;" (not that there's as wide a variety as compared to what we have here in Singapore/Malaysia), the store attendant will boil em, put em in paper bags with wooden skewers with which you will eat the sizzling hot "&lt;em&gt;yong tau foo&lt;/em&gt;"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HpgU4CjsI/AAAAAAAACKA/RDCj4M0ARF4/s1600/IMG_0159_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 265px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458900964918595266" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HpgU4CjsI/AAAAAAAACKA/RDCj4M0ARF4/s400/IMG_0159_c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-418855920742832955?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/418855920742832955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=418855920742832955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/418855920742832955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/418855920742832955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/hong-kong-food-haven.html' title='Hong Kong Food Haven'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8HbpPmLuyI/AAAAAAAACJQ/z0_xwAcHXjg/s72-c/bolopao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7799225014684671761</id><published>2010-04-10T23:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T11:39:47.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got my Expo tix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dropped by CTC today, the authorised travel agent for the Shanghai World Expo, for a 3-day pass at SGD90. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8CZ4tfP5FI/AAAAAAAACJI/Q-Hhha4Lvbc/s1600/Shanghai_Expo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458531947935425618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8CZ4tfP5FI/AAAAAAAACJI/Q-Hhha4Lvbc/s400/Shanghai_Expo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I'm all set. 48 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-7799225014684671761?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7799225014684671761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7799225014684671761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7799225014684671761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7799225014684671761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/got-my-expo-tix.html' title='Got my Expo tix'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S8CZ4tfP5FI/AAAAAAAACJI/Q-Hhha4Lvbc/s72-c/Shanghai_Expo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5841101076800853807</id><published>2010-04-06T23:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T12:20:36.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai World Expo Pavilions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The theme this year is "Better City, Better Life". The Expo will feature ideas and concepts of future sustainable urban living from countries around the world of different economic, social, cultural and political backgrounds. Yet, from history we've learned that Expo pavilions will be dismantled after the grand event. Where do all the materials go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess the success of this year's Shanghai World Expo is measured not by the exposure and publicity it receives, or the number of visitors it eventually attracts which will no doubt be a massive number, but by how efficiently the dismantled pavilions can be reused to minimise the waste and stress that they will cause the already overflowing landfill to the detriment of the environment and people, which will be a complete irony of the Expo's theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Other than that, although the construction seems terribly behind schedule, &lt;a href="http://shanghaiist.com/tags/expopavilions"&gt;the pavilions are shaping up real nice&lt;/a&gt;. I'm proud of Malaysia's and Singapore's pavilions; some kickass structures they are! I just hope they'll all be fully completed when I arrive in 52 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shanghaiist.com/upload/2010/04/Expo%20B9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 296px;" src="http://shanghaiist.com/upload/2010/04/Expo%20B9.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shanghaiist.com/upload/2010/04/Expo%20B7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 296px;" src="http://shanghaiist.com/upload/2010/04/Expo%20B7.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-5841101076800853807?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5841101076800853807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5841101076800853807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5841101076800853807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5841101076800853807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/shanghai-world-expo-pavilions.html' title='Shanghai World Expo Pavilions'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-1533034443267660161</id><published>2010-04-06T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:15:35.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in warm humid Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ahhh ... there I go again whining about having come home. It's great to see the family again and sleep in my own bed but I'd rather a few more days in HK :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh well, I guess it's back to work and reality tomorrow. Good night, and ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Neil Clarke, if you're reading this, I'll reply to you in a jiffy, keep posted to MSN, that's where pictures will go this weekend! :) For now, keep your words flowing, save me a copy of your original manuscript please, for Christmas, you Triumvirate of many talents :)&lt;/span&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/11587901-1533034443267660161?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/1533034443267660161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=1533034443267660161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1533034443267660161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1533034443267660161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-in-warm-humid-singapore.html' title='Back in warm humid Singapore'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6151478199817802917</id><published>2010-04-04T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:46:47.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last nite in HK, next stop Shanghai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How fast! This is the final night of our stay in HK. And I'm already looking forward to my next trip to Shanghai ... &lt;i&gt;hehe&lt;/i&gt; ...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This morning, we went to Mido Cafe in Yau Ma Tei recommended by someone on an online food blog as well as lonely planet for oily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;po lo bao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and milk tea. It's quite an atmospheric place, supposedly has stayed the same since the 1950s in spite of all the dynamic changes happening around it. I also fiddled around with my S90 - quite some kickass camera, this one :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After Mido, we headed out to Lamma Island. Before boarding, both CD and I bought something from Zara at the IFC Mall - me, a nice top, CD, a nice pair of jeans. Both are about SGD60, which is quite a good bargain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lamma Island is nice tranquil place to chill out. We trekked  to the beach at Mo Tat Wan, where we sat down with cappucinos and a slice of cheesecake. After some brief moments picking seashells on the beach, we boarded the ferry and ended up in Aberdeen, after which we took the mini bus to Causeway Bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here, other than the mandatory Hang Heung egg rolls and lo po beng (wife biscuits), CD and I both got great bargains at some of the fashion shops in the vicinity of Sogo. We also had some street food like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;yu dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (skewers of curry sauce soaked fishballs) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;yong tau foo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Hong Kong style. Then the ham chee peng and another ova-shaped fritter caught our eyes so we had that too. While we were eating, a bowl of beef porridge on the poster tempted us, so we got that too. Hahahaha ... how greedy! We were truly full to the max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We decided to head back to the hostel to dump the stuff before heading out to Mongkok's Ladies Market again for some souvenirs for the folks back home. So we spent a couple of hours there, and couldn't resist the temptation of mango dessert Xu Liu Shan, so we had that. Oh did I mention that I succumb to the lure of a nice gray shawl with pink criss-crossed patterns (despite telling CD that I'd bought so many of them from China!)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Man, HK is indeed a giant money sucking machine, and a monstrous food mall. I love it, and miss it already. Last day tomorrow, we're having roasted pigeon at Sha Tin, supposedly the original inventor of roasted pigeon which has become a local must-eat HK delicacy :)&lt;/span&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/11587901-6151478199817802917?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6151478199817802917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6151478199817802917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6151478199817802917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6151478199817802917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-nite-in-hk.html' title='Last nite in HK, next stop Shanghai'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5355161809627493832</id><published>2010-04-03T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:49:54.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In HK: 10KM walk + S90 in the bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Whoa! CD and I walked 10km today to see the Geopark's volcanic unique hexagonal rocks and other beautiful sights. It's indeed a very different side of HK, and I'm extremely satisfied!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What's more, today I finally got my S90 from Best Denki, HKD100 cheaper than the 2 other stores that I asked yesterday. Blimey and super happy! Haha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But damn tired. My face feels flushed, eyes sleepy, legs a bit sore (which I'm pretty sure will be even more so tomorrow). On top of that, it's colder today than it was yesterday, plus it's out in the countryside on high altidude, so what gives.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But I'm happy. So gotta ciao, sleep and be ready for tomorrow's adventure to the Wetlands :)&lt;/span&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/11587901-5355161809627493832?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5355161809627493832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5355161809627493832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5355161809627493832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5355161809627493832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/04/10km-walk-s90-in-bag.html' title='In HK: 10KM walk + S90 in the bag'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-8175815039403082480</id><published>2010-03-31T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T13:19:26.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of March</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Err ... where did the first quarter go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But who cares. Exciting things are on the way :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kelly Clarkson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Shanghai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;YES ^___^*&lt;/span&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/11587901-8175815039403082480?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/8175815039403082480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=8175815039403082480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8175815039403082480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/8175815039403082480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day-of-march.html' title='Last day of March'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3443981963274239589</id><published>2010-03-29T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:18:56.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Funeral" is Viewers' Choice 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin Ahmad's "&lt;a href="http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html"&gt;Funeral&lt;/a&gt;" has won the &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/cna/20100327/tap-293-mcys-ad-wins-top-award-mediacorp-231650b.html"&gt;Gold Award at Mediacorp's Viewers' Choice 2009&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a pity she's no longer with us to be honoured for her wonderful works, which will forever remain with us, of course, just as this award is a tribute to the indelible messages she has carefully woven into her masterpieces and the fabrics of our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-3443981963274239589?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3443981963274239589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3443981963274239589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3443981963274239589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3443981963274239589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/funeral-is-viewers-choice-2009.html' title='&quot;Funeral&quot; is Viewers&apos; Choice 2009'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-1546032330385605093</id><published>2010-03-28T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:13:49.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>又是星期一</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;每一个星期一 ，&lt;br /&gt;把我带到最终点。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;60天。&lt;/span&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/11587901-1546032330385605093?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/1546032330385605093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=1546032330385605093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1546032330385605093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/1546032330385605093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_28.html' title='又是星期一'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-9022252237935432328</id><published>2010-03-26T23:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:30:23.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th time HKG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My colleague asked how many times will this trip to Hong Kong be for me? I said the fourth.  Then, a long-lost friend with whom I had travelled to HKG with many years ago added me on Facebook and I realised I'd completely forgotten that trip! &lt;i&gt;Gee&lt;/i&gt; ... now I'm wrecking my brain trying to remember the highlights of that trip. &lt;em&gt;Hmmm&lt;/em&gt; ... but anyway, looking forward to my FIFTH trip to HKG!&lt;/span&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/11587901-9022252237935432328?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/9022252237935432328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=9022252237935432328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/9022252237935432328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/9022252237935432328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/5th-time-hkg.html' title='5th time HKG'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-803752050853038146</id><published>2010-03-22T23:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:24:19.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The kites didn't fly ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I didn't join them, but the team said none of the kites went up in spite of the superb weather and high winds. Perhaps a little too windy, our structure made of three or four '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;lidis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;' couldn't take the beating and caved in to the draft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall try again. With bamboo perhaps, or rattan? Not sure, we'll keep experimenting because we're designers! v(^___^*)v&lt;/span&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/11587901-803752050853038146?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/803752050853038146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=803752050853038146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/803752050853038146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/803752050853038146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/kites-didnt-fly.html' title='The kites didn&apos;t fly ...'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4024988845661064945</id><published>2010-03-21T13:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T14:42:19.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>王+元=玩</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;今年我们 team 决定参加台湾设计周。所以那天就一起 brainstorm 一些概念和 ideas。其中一个就是《玩》。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;看着这个《玩》字，我突然有个有趣的启示 。《玩》是由《王》和《元》拼成的。诉说要有钱才玩得起，不是吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;这次的启示令我对中文更有焕然一新的敬佩了。中文的每一个字其实负有现实生活的很多点滴。好像最常用的《好》字，可能就是对天下的女人的一种致意吧。还有《男》字是由《田》和《力》拼成的，反映了农家男性成员的责任。当然还有很多很多类似的例子，继续努力学习中文吧！&lt;/span&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/11587901-4024988845661064945?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4024988845661064945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4024988845661064945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4024988845661064945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4024988845661064945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_21.html' title='王+元=玩'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7453160612808703048</id><published>2010-03-19T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:32:35.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We made kites today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The team's headed out to a kite-flying session at Marina Barrage come Sunday. &lt;em&gt;Moi&lt;/em&gt;, of course, have declined because Sunday is my hibernation day ;) But I chipped in with building one of the three kites (we divided among ourselves three teams!) after lunch today. Quite a beauty! Now, I feel an inkling of desire to head out there this Sunday too ... &lt;em&gt;hmmmmmm&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S6OmNXe3UCI/AAAAAAAACIg/mMUFdJsyflA/s1600-h/IMG_9654_c_txt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450382722620411938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S6OmNXe3UCI/AAAAAAAACIg/mMUFdJsyflA/s400/IMG_9654_c_txt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-7453160612808703048?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7453160612808703048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7453160612808703048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7453160612808703048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7453160612808703048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-made-kites-today.html' title='We made kites today!'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S6OmNXe3UCI/AAAAAAAACIg/mMUFdJsyflA/s72-c/IMG_9654_c_txt2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7469550326523442898</id><published>2010-03-18T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T12:50:52.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dynamic Asia, Stagnant Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Asia is so exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/03/18/business/global/18research.html?partner=rss&amp;amp;emc=rss"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;China is so exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Should I still be sitting here in Singapore? That does not sound right. At all.&lt;/span&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/11587901-7469550326523442898?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7469550326523442898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7469550326523442898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7469550326523442898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7469550326523442898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/dynamic-asia-stagnant-me.html' title='Dynamic Asia, Stagnant Me?'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7456948679054604183</id><published>2010-03-11T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:05:19.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April, May</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now that my birthday is over, I can't wait for March to end soon. Cuz April and May are just fabulous ^___^* So much to look forward to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;April 2 to 5, Hong Kong trip ... haven't been back there since fall of 07, how has my favourite &lt;i&gt;makan place&lt;/i&gt; been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;April 27, Kelly Clarkson in concert for the first time in Singapore! Yay! Rock on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;May 28 to June 5, Shanghai. The trip that I look forward to the most ^___^* Much optimism and hope, in the mood for luuuurve ... and of course, the breathtaking World Expo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ugh&lt;/i&gt;, just hurry up please ;)&lt;/span&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/11587901-7456948679054604183?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7456948679054604183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7456948679054604183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7456948679054604183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7456948679054604183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/april-may.html' title='April, May'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-467124664371960149</id><published>2010-03-10T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:14:22.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hujan. 雨. Rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dah lama tak hujan. 今天一早下了, 下了一个上午. I don't remember the last time I didn't complain about having to go to work in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Memang selesa, dah berapa lama tak begini. 降温, 一整天都是凉凉的,  空气也好很多. The best part is, the grass once again has a chance at life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mayang.com/textures/Plants/images/Dried%20Dead%20Plants/dried_grass_cuttings_6080060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 295px;" src="http://mayang.com/textures/Plants/images/Dried%20Dead%20Plants/dried_grass_cuttings_6080060.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-467124664371960149?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/467124664371960149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=467124664371960149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/467124664371960149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/467124664371960149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/hujan-rain.html' title='Hujan. 雨. Rain.'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4548254682792773468</id><published>2010-03-09T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:28:24.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>过生日, 吃花生, 步步高升</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiyoh,&lt;/span&gt; really dunno what to eat tonite since I'm still full from the lovely lunch party my dearest designers gave me this afternoon ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; ... so I'm munching some peanuts now, while going through the birthday wishes friends have left on Facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thank you, everyone, friends and family, for being there for me all these years, and I look forward to many more. Being able to celebrate birthdays year after year with the same wonderful people and new wonderful people is truly a blessing, and I wouldn't trade it for anything else in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love y'all! o(^___^*)o&lt;/span&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/11587901-4548254682792773468?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4548254682792773468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4548254682792773468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4548254682792773468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4548254682792773468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='过生日, 吃花生, 步步高升'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7737427584851886862</id><published>2010-03-08T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:44:17.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>34</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'll be thirty-four tomorrow. What do I feel about it? Haha, it's not like I'm turning 35. Ask me again next year ;P&lt;/span&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/11587901-7737427584851886862?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7737427584851886862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7737427584851886862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7737427584851886862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7737427584851886862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/34.html' title='34'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3830223680640207284</id><published>2010-03-08T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T13:29:21.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am. Not sure anymore how to progress, but I guess this is timely advice, though I think I'd lay off for a while and recollect myself on my next steps. Letting nature take its course is my best option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;"You may realize how weary you are today, especially if you have been putting a lot of energy into maintaining a high level of optimism recently. Now, however, it's as if someone has let the air out of the helium balloon and it's requiring more work on your part to keep it afloat. Although you may be tempted to let it fall to the ground, another round of effort is a good idea, for it will keep you in the game long enough to ride a second wind that is on its way."&lt;/span&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/11587901-3830223680640207284?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3830223680640207284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3830223680640207284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3830223680640207284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3830223680640207284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/true.html' title='Weary'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4271518467442399953</id><published>2010-03-07T15:59:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:20:46.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TimeOut Singapore Bdae Bash @ Stereolab</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5Nh03efq4I/AAAAAAAACIE/-YYz_3ArVec/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 383px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445803935294008194" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5Nh03efq4I/AAAAAAAACIE/-YYz_3ArVec/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NhNUvwMfI/AAAAAAAACH8/BJ26GsBWqO4/s1600-h/IMG_9524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445803255956255218" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NhNUvwMfI/AAAAAAAACH8/BJ26GsBWqO4/s400/IMG_9524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NhM_7g4rI/AAAAAAAACH0/3RpdGCoK71Y/s1600-h/IMG_9531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445803250368438962" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NhM_7g4rI/AAAAAAAACH0/3RpdGCoK71Y/s400/IMG_9531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NhMK6iBSI/AAAAAAAACHs/iTQo8wX-SAk/s1600-h/IMG_9594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445803236137239842" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NhMK6iBSI/AAAAAAAACHs/iTQo8wX-SAk/s400/IMG_9594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NjUFEltMI/AAAAAAAACIM/MCkTdOQERqw/s1600-h/IMG_9589_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445805571031020738" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NjUFEltMI/AAAAAAAACIM/MCkTdOQERqw/s400/IMG_9589_c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445803217495365714" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NhLFd9mFI/AAAAAAAACHc/1ACvRS7eFgs/s400/IMG_9561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NmrsaRoLI/AAAAAAAACIU/6ta0WAqMzfg/s1600-h/IMG_9564_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445809275262836914" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5NmrsaRoLI/AAAAAAAACIU/6ta0WAqMzfg/s400/IMG_9564_c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks to Honza, we got into the party for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timeoutsingapore.com/clubs/dj-gigs/time-out-singapores-third-anniversary-stereolab"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TimeOut Singapore's 3rd birthday bash at Stereolab Pan Pacific Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; last night. It was a fun party, and if we had been forewarned to bring our business cards, we might have won vouchers for Tiger Airways holidays. But oh well, at least we had free flow vodka for 2 hours, more than I could handle! I'm &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; lousy at holding my liquor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update&lt;/em&gt;: More photos from the &lt;a href="http://www.lifestyleasia.com/gallery/time-out-turns-3_2794.htm"&gt;official photographer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&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/11587901-4271518467442399953?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4271518467442399953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4271518467442399953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4271518467442399953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4271518467442399953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/timeout-singapore-bdae-stereolab.html' title='TimeOut Singapore Bdae Bash @ Stereolab'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S5Nh03efq4I/AAAAAAAACIE/-YYz_3ArVec/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7669552756007530449</id><published>2010-03-03T18:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:55:49.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samantha Brown loves Chengdu too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love her travel shows. And her popularity with me has just upped several notches after reading her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/entertainmentfeatures/view/1041226/1/.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;interview with Channel News Asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, during which she described her fascination with Chengdu, her teahouses and ear-cleaning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So fascinated she was with Chengdu, China, and its teahouses where patrons can get their ears cleaned while sipping tea that she decided to give it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They have those long… skewers that you may put a satay on and they clean your ear and you have never stood so still in your life," she said, describing the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's something I would do in the privacy of my own bathroom and they just do it out while they are drinking tea and there's hundreds of people around... but those are those great moments that you get to experience, something you would never do where you come from."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouch&lt;/em&gt;! How I miss Chengdu. And her teahouses. And the pandas (video here of Sam's visit to the Giant Panda Research and Breeding Base in Chengdu ... ultra cuteness!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="403" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TNvCAdoOQeQ&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TNvCAdoOQeQ&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="403.75" height="326.8"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/11587901-7669552756007530449?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7669552756007530449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7669552756007530449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7669552756007530449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7669552756007530449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/03/samantha-brown-loves-chengdu-too.html' title='Samantha Brown loves Chengdu too!'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6440495850939768312</id><published>2010-02-28T15:18:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:41:20.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>成都成为亚洲首个世界“美食之都”</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;太棒了！Chengdu has entered UNESCO's Network of Creative Cities in the category of Gastronomy, meaning it's Asia's first World Food City by UNESCO standards! Yippie! It's only the second Chinese city to be entered into the UNESCO Creative Cities list behind Shanghai. Way to go, Chengdu! That's why you're my favourite city! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;^___^*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;这标志着成都成为亚洲第一个世界“美食之都”，它也是继上海之后，第二个加入“全球创意城市网络”的中国城市。这不仅有利于成都美食文化和创意文化进一步走向世界，还有利于提高成都自身的城市创新能力和国际影响力。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://image.xinmin.cn/2010/02/28/20100228141926653346.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://image.xinmin.cn/2010/02/28/20100228141926653346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;中广网北京2月28日消息（记者王誉颖）记者从今天召开的新闻发布会上了解到，联合国教科文组织正式批准成都加入“全球创意城市网络”，并授予成都“美食之都”称号。这标志着成都成为亚洲第一个世界“美食之都”，它也是继上海之后，第二个加入“全球创意城市网络”的中国城市。这不仅有利于成都美食文化和创意文化进一步走向世界，还有利于提高成都自身的城市创新能力和国际影响力。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-6440495850939768312?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6440495850939768312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6440495850939768312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6440495850939768312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6440495850939768312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_28.html' title='成都成为亚洲首个世界“美食之都”'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3705060434964066113</id><published>2010-02-27T02:47:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T03:28:57.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>独自等待</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;刚刚看完电影 "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XNjQ4MTk4ODA=.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;独自等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"。很少看大陆制作，只有电影节才会去瞧瞧。是朋友推荐看的。他先让我听电影里面的一首插曲，花儿乐队的 "&lt;a href="http://www.tudou.com/programs/view/EpPNLYnJuWQ/"&gt;Miss You&lt;/a&gt;"，挺不错的，所以我觉得电影应该也值得看吧。朋友还是个&lt;a href="http://data.ent.sina.com.cn/star/473.html"&gt;李冰冰&lt;/a&gt;迷呢。然后我查了一下，发现今天居然是她生日，就告诉了我朋友，惊讶他一下！哈哈，什么粉丝嘛，偶像生日都不知道。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;话说回来，还可以哦，这部电影。把暗恋，等待，盼望的感受描述得很好。每个剧情好像我自己也曾经历过的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;人本来活着就很辛苦，所以要活的快乐。我们都会找到合适自己的另一半，也不比太刻意的去强求。但是，直到那天的到来，我们还是得忍耐的独自等待。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.broadcast.hc360.com/shiting/film_images/duzidengdai2_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 565px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.broadcast.hc360.com/shiting/film_images/duzidengdai2_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-3705060434964066113?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3705060434964066113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3705060434964066113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3705060434964066113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3705060434964066113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_27.html' title='独自等待'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4779700161146942742</id><published>2010-02-26T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:42:55.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NATAS Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Woo hoo! Happy that I've finally got my travel arrangements for both Shanghai and Hong Kong settled now. Without NATAS, hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to make my payment for the Shanghai ticket last Saturday *yawn* couldn't sleep in but what to do ... the deadline was Mon, 22 Feb. I was also worried that the price might have changed since my booking because now, the same ticket would cost $760! I got it at $605. &lt;em&gt;Phew&lt;/em&gt; ^___^*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And today, after a long wait (cuz neither Tiger nor Jetstar offered what I thought was fair price for budget airlines, and their fares kept increasing past $400!), yesterday, I found United Airlines for only $440! Cool! That'd add more points to my account, extending my mileage expiry beyond November this year. And if I made another trip to San Francisco at least next year before my US visa expires too, haha! I'll have another free trip to Japan, in time for fall ... ^___^* SUPER ENTICING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was quite set for that already but thought I'd wait for Cindy. We'd planned on going to NATAS to check out free and easy package pricings, but she was caught up in a meeting till 7 pm, and she must be quite tired by then. In the meantime, I scoured Zuji for F&amp;amp;E packages and found them quite reasonable at $600 plus per person (flight on UA + hotel). We can book right away online without battling the crowd at NATAS. No guarantee that it'll be cheaper there, though I must say we'll have to forgo the freebies in exchange for comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I couldn't shake off the nagging feeling of how much I could save if we just stayed in a hostel! So I browsed for hostels, shortlisted those I've stayed before at Mongkok again, bypassing those in Chungking Mansion cuz it does sound pretty sleazy. But I chanced upon one there that's owned by a German, has great reviews, and from the pictures, seems very new and clean. So, I showed Cindy my choices, and luckily we're on the same wavelength! ?Haha ... she said, it's quite a difference between hotel and hostel, I'd rather save the money for the good food we're going to have. Haha! My sentiments exactly! How cool is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So that's it. SETTLED. Now just waiting for April, and then May. I'm beginning to feel excited for HK now cuz for a couple of months, nothing was happening and I was beginning to fear if we're going to go at all. So, finally going! S90, here I come!!! &lt;em&gt;Yee haa!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went to check on NATAS anyway. Of course I didn't pay to go in. It's $4 entrance fee this year, for crying out loud! Thought the economy's bad! Well, I had wanted to get some brochures for reference, you know, maybe the family's gonna take a trip somewhere if there're some worthwhile deals. Previously, they'd give out flyers to the queue (and there's still a very long queue at 8PM) but no one gave out anything today. Perhaps it's too late already and they'd run out of today's flyers, or they can't be bothered to give anything today cuz they're expecting bigger crowds tomorrow and Sunday. So anyway, I made a wasted trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not entirely wasted though, cuz I made an observation which I think is quite interesting. We can tell what sort of package people signed up for, and what type of credit cards they're using, just by looking at the size and quality of the free suitcases that people walk away with. The big and good ones, must be some pricey America or Europe packages.  The small, cabin baggage style, popular Southeast Asia or China destinations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha, suitcases as status symbols at the NATAS Fair. I couldn't help smiling.&lt;/span&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/11587901-4779700161146942742?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4779700161146942742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4779700161146942742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4779700161146942742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4779700161146942742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/natas-fair.html' title='NATAS Fair'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-2661892032081505096</id><published>2010-02-24T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:55:22.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not the fall, it's how quick you pick up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I tripped up and fell flat, luckily not on my nose, on the way to work this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then, I picked my bag up, and walked my usual brisk steps like nothing had just happened maybe a split second ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha. The nerve! Well, it's really not the fall, it's just how quick you pick up and return to normal (or better) that matters. Really, that happens a lot in life.&lt;/span&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/11587901-2661892032081505096?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/2661892032081505096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=2661892032081505096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2661892032081505096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2661892032081505096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-fall-its-how-quick-you-pick-up.html' title='It&apos;s not the fall, it&apos;s how quick you pick up'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-744199685088892457</id><published>2010-02-23T11:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T12:10:57.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet 2020</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Reading an article on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/external/readwriteweb/2010/02/19/19readwriteweb-the-internet-in-2020---what-the-experts-pre-15672.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; citing a research by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pewinternet.org/Reports/2010/Future-of-the-Internet-IV.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pew Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. One expert's observation is extremely agreeable:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;"When I was a boy, homework consisted of writing a paragraph. Now, youth writing paragraphs in a blink of an eye. They are &lt;strong&gt;mastering language only to reinvent it&lt;/strong&gt;. They are using it in new forms. Tags. Labels. Acronyms. And the game becomes &lt;strong&gt;a written game of who can use written word most effectively&lt;/strong&gt;. Reading, writing, and communicating will become much more fluid as youth are more engaged in the practice of these skills, and have a greater motivation to practice their skills." - Robert Cannon, senior counsel for internet law at Federal Communications Commission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As a student, I, too, used to wonder why we were penalised for using short forms. Why do teachers insist on spelling out long, frequently used, insignificant words like "&lt;em&gt;walau bagaimanapun&lt;/em&gt;", "&lt;em&gt;dengan&lt;/em&gt;", "&lt;em&gt;demikian&lt;/em&gt;" (all my subjects in school, except English of course, were in Malay) when much time and energy can be saved and channeled towards better and deeper thinking that yields more insightful and creative arguments for the essay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Especially for quick-witted, smart students whose thoughts move faster than their fingers, a great idea may have come and gone in the minutes spent spelling out those excruciatingly long pointless words. Can't deny that I've had some of those frustrating moments myself :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So finally, in the age of the Internet, some people agree that the purpose of the word is to communicate, and if an abbreviation communicates well enough, so be it. Leave the spelling to English majors (still, I'd really like to study English literature and read the classics, but that's quite a different use of the English alphabet).&lt;/span&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/11587901-744199685088892457?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/744199685088892457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=744199685088892457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/744199685088892457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/744199685088892457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/internet-2010.html' title='Internet 2020'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-216402924519163178</id><published>2010-02-17T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T12:54:32.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>倒数100天</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.expo2010.cn/images/new/top_06.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://en.expo2010.cn/images/new/top_06.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;今天开工大吉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我也开始倒数&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;去&lt;a href="http://en.expo2010.cn/"&gt;上海世博会&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;一百天，五二八&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我将抵达上海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;期待，等待。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/11587901-216402924519163178?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/216402924519163178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=216402924519163178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/216402924519163178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/216402924519163178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/100.html' title='倒数100天'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-822860192045315482</id><published>2010-02-16T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T12:26:45.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it. Back to work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And so is everyone else, it seems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today's the final day of a 4-day long Chinese New Year weekend which is over in the blink of an eye. &lt;em&gt;Poof&lt;/em&gt;! Considering that we were moving along ever so slowly towards the Tuas checkpoint for under an hour, I suppose that isn't too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, happy first day of work in the new year tomorrow! Have a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S3q8j4dD0yI/AAAAAAAACGg/57R1XGbOyRs/s1600-h/journey_back_to_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 83px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438866824639009570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S3q8j4dD0yI/AAAAAAAACGg/57R1XGbOyRs/s400/journey_back_to_SG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-822860192045315482?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/822860192045315482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=822860192045315482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/822860192045315482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/822860192045315482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/thats-it-back-to-work.html' title='That&apos;s it. Back to work.'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S3q8j4dD0yI/AAAAAAAACGg/57R1XGbOyRs/s72-c/journey_back_to_SG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3391194527901813738</id><published>2010-02-12T18:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:26:46.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY at Daniel's and HH's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Woo hoo! Had a great time with great people, great food and great games at Daniel's and HH's. Great atmosphere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S3UsmHNmTHI/AAAAAAAACGY/rOg-hePG4DU/s1600-h/CNY_collage2_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437301158402477170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S3UsmHNmTHI/AAAAAAAACGY/rOg-hePG4DU/s400/CNY_collage2_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-3391194527901813738?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3391194527901813738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3391194527901813738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3391194527901813738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3391194527901813738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-at-daniels-and-hhs.html' title='CNY at Daniel&apos;s and HH&apos;s'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S3UsmHNmTHI/AAAAAAAACGY/rOg-hePG4DU/s72-c/CNY_collage2_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5172033004538712337</id><published>2010-02-11T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:08:25.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快乐, 万事如意, 心想事成!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hehe ... I'm predicting limited Internet access when I go back to Melaka for the Chinese New Year from tomorrow till Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here's wishing all of you an abundant new year of the Tiger, filled with good health , happiness and prosperity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;献上我衷心的祝福, 也是我最喜欢的两句话:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;万事如意 心想事成&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;新年快乐&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&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/11587901-5172033004538712337?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5172033004538712337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5172033004538712337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5172033004538712337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5172033004538712337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_11.html' title='新年快乐, 万事如意, 心想事成!'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5489854388468735521</id><published>2010-02-10T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:53:14.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$8.88</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Have a balance of $8.88 on my ez-link card today. Yippie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Year of the Tiger prediction for Dragons is that the star of fortune is shining while the others are kinda not too fantastic. I hope this is a sign of larger fortunes coming, and not the fortune the experts were predicting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Haha ... though, I'd also wish for my other stars to brighten up a little bit more yah! Like the travel star, the love star, the career star ... heh heh ...&lt;/span&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/11587901-5489854388468735521?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5489854388468735521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5489854388468735521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5489854388468735521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5489854388468735521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/888.html' title='$8.88'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-2340432412202957068</id><published>2010-02-07T01:22:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:19:23.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>女人就是另类</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;我买了&lt;br /&gt;(掉你胃口)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;他: 买了啥, milestone, 哈哈&lt;br /&gt;(机票啦, 这边没有milestone呢)&lt;br /&gt;机票&lt;br /&gt;(你兴奋吗？)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;他: 哦，好的呀! 到时候会去机场接你的&lt;br /&gt;(好的呢！真有我的心)&lt;br /&gt;你到maglev站就行了&lt;br /&gt;(你坚持来机场吧)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;他: 你是想try一下maglev吧&lt;br /&gt;(也不是很想啦，傻瓜，没有抓到我心意)&lt;br /&gt;你都不知道我几点到呢&lt;br /&gt;(问我啊，问我什么航班啊)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;他: 随便你呢&lt;br /&gt;(啊?!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;他: 到时候再说，希望我不要紧急出差哦&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;他: 哈哈&lt;br /&gt;(希望老天不要耍我哦!)&lt;br /&gt;推掉吧！&lt;br /&gt;哈哈&lt;br /&gt;(不好笑! 请老天爷保佑你不用出差)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;他: 恩&lt;br /&gt;(算你乖)&lt;br /&gt;我要去这里: 田子坊&lt;br /&gt;还有，虬江路&lt;br /&gt;你记好哦&lt;br /&gt;(其实也无所谓啦，有你带，去哪里都好)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;他: 我会请假带你去的&lt;br /&gt;(幸福!)&lt;br /&gt;呵呵，倒不比请假啦&lt;br /&gt;(白痴! 怎么不让他陪你!)&lt;br /&gt;我三点多飞机下降，我就等你下班&lt;br /&gt;(希望你能早走)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;他: 你住我这里吧，沙发客&lt;br /&gt;(^___^*)&lt;br /&gt;(难怪人家说，女人想一套，说一套，做的又是另一套)&lt;/span&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/11587901-2340432412202957068?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/2340432412202957068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=2340432412202957068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2340432412202957068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2340432412202957068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='女人就是另类'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-2259607994957468896</id><published>2010-02-06T10:49:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:42:59.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chris Gardner is furious that Mrs. Chu misspelled "happiness" with a 'Y', not an 'I'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's probably his motto. That's probably the sign to how he could dig himself out of that pitch black pit he had plunged into. That 'I' is central to real happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's probably me always reading too much into things. But is that what &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0454921/"&gt;The Pursuit of Happyness&lt;/a&gt; is trying to tell us? I love it when films have this extra layer beneath the obvious truth waiting for the audience to intrepret from their own perspective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S2zeq23QzkI/AAAAAAAACGE/ZUE9xvXhJ-s/s1600-h/will_smith_in_the_pursuit_of_happyness_wallpaper_1_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434963678192520770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S2zeq23QzkI/AAAAAAAACGE/ZUE9xvXhJ-s/s400/will_smith_in_the_pursuit_of_happyness_wallpaper_1_1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The pursuit of happyness in the line of 'Y' will lead nowhere. The pursuit of happiness in the line of 'I', will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Questioning 'Y' everything turns out the way they have and lamenting 'Y' is it you who has to go through all this shit will lead nowhere, for there may never be an answer to the 'Y'. Quote Chris Gardner: "When I was young and I'd get an A on a history test or whatever, I get this good feeling about all the things that I could be. And then I never became any of them." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Never once has Chris lamented. Even when he's down and out and $5 meant the world to him, he lent it to Mr. Frohm who had to get to Cal Bank by 4 and he's desperately running late. Now, whose problem is bigger here? But Chris lent Mr. Frohm the money. Which was duly returned the day he appointed Chris to the staff of the brokerage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It all has to come from within. It all comes from the 'I'. The kindness, the attitude, the drive, the ambition, the passion, the will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I said to my friend who came from a village in rural Huangshan but is now working at an American MNC in Shanghai after being headhunted from Guangzhou, how much I admired him for coming so far, it must not have been easy, especially with the vast difference in opportunity of any sorts between rural and urban China. He said he's fortunate because there were people willing to help him along the way. But I believe it still has a lot to do with that positive attitude that makes people reciprocate with kindness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It all has to come from within. If things have not turned out the way you thought they should, be patient and keep working on that kindness, attitude, drive, ambition, passion and will. And if you have it in you, things as you envision it will come someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So that is why 'happiness' is spelt with an 'I', and that 'I' is right at the centre of happIness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-2259607994957468896?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/2259607994957468896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=2259607994957468896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2259607994957468896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2259607994957468896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/y-i.html' title='Y I'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S2zeq23QzkI/AAAAAAAACGE/ZUE9xvXhJ-s/s72-c/will_smith_in_the_pursuit_of_happyness_wallpaper_1_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-7121029493056788518</id><published>2010-02-03T15:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:29:48.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Doing my research as usual, and came across this comment as a response to an article about all-woman trains in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I once accidentally go onto a second class train in France when I was traveling alone as a young woman. I thought nothing of it, I was kind of embarrassed to be traveling first class with my Eurail pass. All of the other passengers were Algerian men. Many of them were staring at me and I was getting a little uneasy. Then one of them stood up, walked over to me, and sat in the empty seart next to me. He announced ( in oretty good English) that he was going to protect me. He did note that my parents were very foolish to allow me to travel alone ( in France! And I was almost 30, although I suspect he thought I was younger than that). In any case he did protect me, and I even fell asleep for awhile, waking up to his fierce eyes staring about, in case anyone tried to take any liberties with me. I'd like to say that I could have handles myself perfectly well, but I was outnumbered and this wasn't a movie where Angelina or someone could kick the butts of a hundred men, He gave me a little silver bracelet, which I still have. This was before 9/11, and I barely knew what a Muslin was, but I'll never forget this experience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her experience reminds me of that very nice Lebanese-American guy who sat beside me on the Greyhound from Orlando to Boston. He boarded at Jacksonville and got off at NY. I had meant to say goodbye at the Port Authority terminal where I had to change bus to Boston, but we simply missed each other. I never saw him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was before 9/11. He was to stay in NY for a week before leaving for Lebanon to teach kids there English. He was full of hope for the children's future. I wonder if he ever got to leave NY, and what life has become for him post-9/11. What happened to Tarek in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0857191/"&gt;The Visitor&lt;/a&gt; made me sick in the stomach. Have these good people who only want to do their thing no right to live their dreams and lives just like non-Muslims?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is one of the most soft-spoken, sweetest men I’ve met. Like the Algerian man who ‘protected’ this lady traveller, he was looking out for me too during that 30-hour commute. We shared some chocolates and music. I was putting Sade into my player, when the CD cover caught his eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sade, that’s my name. But Sa-day, not Sha-day.”&lt;br /&gt;“No kidding?!” I was incredulous.&lt;br /&gt;“No, no, I love her too.” &lt;/span&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/11587901-7121029493056788518?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/7121029493056788518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=7121029493056788518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7121029493056788518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/7121029493056788518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/02/sade.html' title='Sade'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5114493186676691619</id><published>2010-01-31T10:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:49:45.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New York, New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been doing a study on people's lives in large cities for a month now. I guess this could be why I've been unwittingly, or subconsciously, drawn to films about, or set in New York lately. Just yesterday, I saw three: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0808399/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;New York, I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0857191/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Visitor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0929632/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The first gives glimpses of love in the city, the other two discuss the hopes and dreams of New York's marginalised illegal immigrants and minorities. All have an ephemeral quality to them, which makes me very sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;New York is a city of impermanence. Family is not permanent, but poverty creates troubles in places once sacred. Troubles are not permanent, but the road leading to the exit is treacherous, the only guiding light is one's own strong will. Like Precious'. Maybe the dire conditions she's been born into, psychological more than physical, have given her strength to clear her own path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Love is not permanent. Neither is hate, loneliness, life. Everything comes and goes at will. It will be very easy to meet people and make friends in the Big Apple, just as easy as it is to lose them. That is why there is this constant dynamism that is the shifting undercurrent of the city's social fabric. Always nudging, pushing, shoving. Like the loom. In and out in a rhythm of beats that ease coloured threads of any make and quality, this way and that, to form and reform complex patterns on this giant piece of fabric that is New York City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This outsider remains intrigued. For all the impermanence that it offers, she hopes to satiate this permanent dream of return to the City since that fine September day in 2001. This October.&lt;/span&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/11587901-5114493186676691619?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5114493186676691619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5114493186676691619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5114493186676691619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5114493186676691619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-york-new-york.html' title='New York, New York'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-6308112134600766347</id><published>2010-01-30T00:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:02:40.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The flitting presence, that permanent void</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To the film-maker and her audience, the characters had only a flitting existence on screen, in their own roles of that certain brief moment in their lives. For some of the characters, those moments and everyone that existed in them were random marks left on an otherwise unmemorable life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Random and flitting, nonetheless meaningful. They happened for a reason none can ever comprehend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's life, isn't it? People come and go in our lives. Some have a mere flitting presence, but oh, they are the ones who have managed to touch our very souls. They lift us from our sorrow. They bestow on us, laughter, happiness, love, anticipation, hope. And then, they leave. Like a mission accomplished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The void again. Until it's filled again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slashfilm.com/wp/wp-content/images/newyorkiloveyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 405px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.slashfilm.com/wp/wp-content/images/newyorkiloveyou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11587901-6308112134600766347?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/6308112134600766347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=6308112134600766347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6308112134600766347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/6308112134600766347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/01/flitting-presence-that-permanent-void.html' title='The flitting presence, that permanent void'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-4781529870406665604</id><published>2010-01-24T21:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:56:53.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected birthday tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha. I'd never have thought the girls - Pauline and Fauzie - would spring me some birthday surprises this early. But they say February is a short month. Hur hur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The very pretty pink retro-style bag is just what I need. I'm sick of lugging my big bag around on my weekends out. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Good_Earth"&gt;The Good Earth&lt;/a&gt; is a Pulitzer Prize winning historical fiction set in the aftermath of China's Last Emperor and before the 1949 Revolution, chronicling some of the biggest events that shaped modern China. Sounds like an extremely good read, especially when it's highly recommended by Fauzie the avid reader, and given my newfound fascination with China, her culture and people as a personal interest and research subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S1xMVfyIXVI/AAAAAAAACFU/eXHnwZ50fGw/s1600-h/bdae_prezzie.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430299182894701906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S1xMVfyIXVI/AAAAAAAACFU/eXHnwZ50fGw/s400/bdae_prezzie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you girls&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S1xMUm2BjbI/AAAAAAAACFM/lwbpP9nDI4U/s1600-h/hi_tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430299167610211762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S1xMUm2BjbI/AAAAAAAACFM/lwbpP9nDI4U/s400/hi_tea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A green spider-looking insect wanted a share of my yummy traditional home-made New York cheesecake. Oooh ... my obsession with New York. It's been planned, and I really mean to get there this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S1xMT4obfhI/AAAAAAAACFE/xMFWs5weEII/s1600-h/cheese_cake_spidey.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430299155205160466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S1xMT4obfhI/AAAAAAAACFE/xMFWs5weEII/s400/cheese_cake_spidey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/11587901-4781529870406665604?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/4781529870406665604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=4781529870406665604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4781529870406665604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/4781529870406665604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/01/unexpected-birthday-tea.html' title='Unexpected birthday tea'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S1xMVfyIXVI/AAAAAAAACFU/eXHnwZ50fGw/s72-c/bdae_prezzie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-5551194867815994679</id><published>2010-01-23T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T11:25:34.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope For Haiti Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2010/jan/21/rescue-operation-haiti"&gt;so much worse&lt;/a&gt; than I'd thought. Please help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;International donations: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hopeforhaitinow.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hope For Haiti Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/11587901-5551194867815994679?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/5551194867815994679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=5551194867815994679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5551194867815994679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/5551194867815994679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/01/hope-for-haiti-now.html' title='Hope For Haiti Now'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-2141450997254682990</id><published>2010-01-20T12:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:59:30.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hehe ... I've got my vacation dates for this year roughly figured out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hong Kong: Apr 2 - 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shanghai: May 28 - Jun 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;New York: Sep 10 - 19 or Oct 9 - 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Family trip: Sometime in Dec, putting aside 5 - 6 days leave for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(^___^*) Mid-day motivation on a work day.&lt;/span&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/11587901-2141450997254682990?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/2141450997254682990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=2141450997254682990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2141450997254682990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2141450997254682990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacation-2010.html' title='Vacation 2010'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-3029258541235675671</id><published>2010-01-18T22:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:08:54.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relativity of time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A friend who just turned 28 last month is having a bout of anxiety about approaching 30. What does he have to worry about?! He's still two years too far. Early anxiety is gonna make him an old man sooner than he can say thirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But then again, maybe it's good to have some sort of anxiety in order to get one fired up about life's goals and achievements. Unlike me, I've always been relaxed about my age, alway believing in young at heart: feeling young, looking young. How much longer can the hawker aunties call me 小妹?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Still the sands of time flow relentlessly. And days are flying past at accelerated rate now. Maybe it's time I felt that long overdue sense of anxiety and start worrying about getting on in years. Begin doing things people my age should be doing. Before 3-0 becomes 4-0 in the blink of an eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Update 23 Jan: I've figured out. He'll be 30 this Chinese New Year, by the Lunar calendar. LOL. That's why I refuse to let mom define my age by that calendar. Anxious for nothing&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&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/11587901-3029258541235675671?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/3029258541235675671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=3029258541235675671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3029258541235675671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/3029258541235675671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/01/relativity-of-time.html' title='Relativity of time'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-245768574301085083</id><published>2010-01-16T16:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:25:14.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>幸福</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like the fondness in Daniel's voice everytime he speaks of Maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope one day, there will be someone, somewhere, who will speak of me like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Daniel also confides that sometimes in the middle of the day, in the middle of something, he suddenly misses her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;这就是幸福.&lt;/span&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/11587901-245768574301085083?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/245768574301085083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=245768574301085083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/245768574301085083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427187575685817986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S1E-WHoqpoI/AAAAAAAACEc/ON0Rn9KMz1E/s400/joy_delayed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/11587901-792746115235415979?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/792746115235415979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=792746115235415979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/792746115235415979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/792746115235415979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_16.html' title='霎那的快乐'/><author><name>鱼尾诗</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14999892430245574889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S64x9uH9UrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5Mp8UrBronU/S220/ht_14_c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jpNAnvNve8Y/S1E-WHoqpoI/AAAAAAAACEc/ON0Rn9KMz1E/s72-c/joy_delayed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11587901.post-279946420920979404</id><published>2010-01-10T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:14:27.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01:10, 10.01.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's 01:10, 10.01.10 now and I'm watching &lt;a href="http://hd.openv.com/mov_play-hdmovie_20090217_6999777.html"&gt;Love, Actually&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(n___n*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm not sure why this is worth documenting, but it could be important.&lt;/span&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/11587901-279946420920979404?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/279946420920979404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=279946420920979404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;不要以累为借口. 没有试过又怎么会知道?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;不要做个胆小鬼. 但是每个方面都这样吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;不屈服就一定有回报? 争取就绝对必胜吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;我怕失望, 伤的更深.&lt;/span&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/11587901-2836150304431044022?l=write-n-left.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write-n-left.blogspot.com/feeds/2836150304431044022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11587901&amp;postID=2836150304431044022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11587901/posts/default/2836150304431044022'/><link rel='self' 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that might have made me complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I took the sweet life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've spent my life exploring the subtle whoring that costs too much to be free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I ran out of places and friendly faces because I had to be free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been to paradise but I've never been to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="403"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhQWND9jKDA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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