<?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-6821328</id><updated>2011-07-31T10:11:10.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|uV |z |ike the wInD, u cAn+ s3e |t, bUt u cAn f3e| |t..©</title><subtitle type='html'>Happenings of Me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>434</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-952261805688535290</id><published>2010-10-21T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T00:03:17.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm soo tired right now, been looking at soo many different websites, for different purposes, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;From educational sites, to researching on possible places to visit, and also to my fav La Senza and V.S.(Victoria Secrets) website. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had quite a good night's rest yesterday. Haven't had that in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I really have to head to bed now. Even dear Reina is sleeping just next to my pillow. How pretty she is! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Missy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-952261805688535290?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/952261805688535290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/952261805688535290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#952261805688535290' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3040287540453944172</id><published>2010-01-09T00:09:00.045+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:04:26.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I just got back from Korea three nights ago, on Thursday. Flight was slightly delayed due to the snow built-up along the runway at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a package tour for me and my current lunch buddy(Lay Hoon) at work n with another ex-colleague(Christine). 8 days n 6 nights to Korea + Jeju Island.&lt;br /&gt;We departed on the 31st December, 2009, which meant that our 'çountdown' was on board the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, after this trip, I reckon I really never, ever wana go for a package tour anymore(guess I'm too used to going on Free &amp; Easy), although not that I had a choice in this case, especially when one just have communication problems, being not able to speak the local language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was pretty fruitful for me, as I got to learn so much more about Korean values, their culture, their level of conservativeness, etc.&lt;br /&gt;The highlights in this trip for me were:&lt;br /&gt;- I tried out Horse-riding&lt;br /&gt;- Tangerine farm in Jeju Island&lt;br /&gt;- Heavy snowfall on 4th Jan, ever since the last one back in 1937, which was quite a big hooha on their local channels around that very day. Thank goodness our itinerary schedule fitted perfectly well, in that sense, that our to-go places were not affected, as &lt;br /&gt;- Everland Themepark closed on 4th Jan since it first opened 31 years ago, thank goodness we went there just a day before the heavy snowfall(3rd Jan). =)&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Got to see the 'Liger' (Of mixed parentage consisting of a Tiger and a Lion)&lt;br /&gt;- Lotteworld&lt;br /&gt;- Teddy Bear Museum --&gt;Even though im not a fan of teddy bears at all. Irony!&lt;br /&gt;- 'Da Chang Jin'(a korean drama series) actual filming location&lt;br /&gt;- I could have tried out skiing, but didn't in the end, as I was too afraid of scarring my face should I have a bad fall, you see.&lt;br /&gt;- Dongdaemun Market&lt;br /&gt;- And many many others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, for now, I will share with you all the pictures that I've taken during this trip. Let the pictures do the talking instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbb59fMAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Y0YWV90aMRE/s1600-h/IMG_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbb59fMAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Y0YWV90aMRE/s320/IMG_0967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424615917396897794" /&gt;Just arrived at Incheon airport&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbcKkVv7I/AAAAAAAAAvo/gZAwO_jD-5Y/s1600-h/IMG_0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbcKkVv7I/AAAAAAAAAvo/gZAwO_jD-5Y/s320/IMG_0968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424615921854824370" /&gt;1st Breakfast&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbcoPJ-eI/AAAAAAAAAvw/qe_wDQXClV8/s1600-h/IMG_0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbcoPJ-eI/AAAAAAAAAvw/qe_wDQXClV8/s320/IMG_0969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424615929819036130" /&gt;Daejanggeum filming site - 'Da Chang Jin'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbdBTIGrI/AAAAAAAAAv4/o_kpW5t_T2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbdBTIGrI/AAAAAAAAAv4/o_kpW5t_T2Q/s320/IMG_0970.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424615936546577074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbdVdqaSI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vjvDJh-7XCQ/s1600-h/IMG_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbdVdqaSI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vjvDJh-7XCQ/s320/IMG_0971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424615941959477538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcWymZ0AI/AAAAAAAAAwI/OGGOhMDibag/s1600-h/IMG_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcWymZ0AI/AAAAAAAAAwI/OGGOhMDibag/s320/IMG_0972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424616929033310210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcXF0vu2I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/PUs7b0qTrjs/s1600-h/IMG_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcXF0vu2I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/PUs7b0qTrjs/s320/IMG_0973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424616934193740642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcXS0hgCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/-id1yAkQyNk/s1600-h/IMG_0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcXS0hgCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/-id1yAkQyNk/s320/IMG_0974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424616937682468898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcX-JCKjI/AAAAAAAAAwg/mKX68veXx0s/s1600-h/IMG_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcX-JCKjI/AAAAAAAAAwg/mKX68veXx0s/s320/IMG_0975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424616949311220274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcYbsn2TI/AAAAAAAAAwo/neX1bd_r2i4/s1600-h/IMG_0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gcYbsn2TI/AAAAAAAAAwo/neX1bd_r2i4/s320/IMG_0976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424616957245118770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geBp1bhYI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/dmAVAhpDHyM/s1600-h/IMG_0977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geBp1bhYI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/dmAVAhpDHyM/s320/IMG_0977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424618764926420354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geBElyAYI/AAAAAAAAAxI/eFsbcVjiXe0/s1600-h/IMG_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geBElyAYI/AAAAAAAAAxI/eFsbcVjiXe0/s320/IMG_0978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424618754928673154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geAwC0ZWI/AAAAAAAAAxA/r61GvVGZwiA/s1600-h/IMG_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geAwC0ZWI/AAAAAAAAAxA/r61GvVGZwiA/s320/IMG_0979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424618749413320034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geAfHUcTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/oXCMLSYSv3E/s1600-h/IMG_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geAfHUcTI/AAAAAAAAAw4/oXCMLSYSv3E/s320/IMG_0981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424618744868794674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geAIzTs1I/AAAAAAAAAww/b8h9bFyHm0M/s1600-h/IMG_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0geAIzTs1I/AAAAAAAAAww/b8h9bFyHm0M/s320/IMG_0982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424618738879279954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfQVNo1MI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Z998U3pV-EY/s1600-h/IMG_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfQVNo1MI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Z998U3pV-EY/s320/IMG_0983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424620116600476866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfQHc3HoI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qq1K7H2Hh10/s1600-h/IMG_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfQHc3HoI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qq1K7H2Hh10/s320/IMG_0984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424620112906231426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfPqgzhaI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Lh5X4fdzRtA/s1600-h/IMG_0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfPqgzhaI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Lh5X4fdzRtA/s320/IMG_0985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424620105138144674" /&gt;Frozen well&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfPT3yuvI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kc4rEQd5N9s/s1600-h/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfPT3yuvI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kc4rEQd5N9s/s320/IMG_0986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424620099060546290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfO406LgI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Pqjo250E-BY/s1600-h/IMG_0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gfO406LgI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Pqjo250E-BY/s320/IMG_0987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424620091800694274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghJ7-4uqI/AAAAAAAAAyg/QZb6FNME344/s1600-h/IMG_0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghJ7-4uqI/AAAAAAAAAyg/QZb6FNME344/s320/IMG_0988.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424622205771758242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghJQdtM7I/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ua0yLhaUFe0/s1600-h/IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghJQdtM7I/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ua0yLhaUFe0/s320/IMG_0989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424622194089866162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghJDZVuvI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/E3zSUcE_sp8/s1600-h/IMG_0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghJDZVuvI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/E3zSUcE_sp8/s320/IMG_0990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424622190581889778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghIjJ9nUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/CGTe3-Wqr2A/s1600-h/IMG_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghIjJ9nUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/CGTe3-Wqr2A/s320/IMG_0991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424622181927460162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghIWZgwCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/FpckiugKXg8/s1600-h/IMG_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0ghIWZgwCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/FpckiugKXg8/s320/IMG_0992.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424622178503016482" /&gt;Behind me as shown - Yongduam Rock(Dragon Head Rock)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjRr3Vu_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/emjCmu3uNgY/s1600-h/IMG_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjRr3Vu_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/emjCmu3uNgY/s320/IMG_0993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424624537907346418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjRd0H62I/AAAAAAAAAzA/XssXbN2BVnc/s1600-h/IMG_0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjRd0H62I/AAAAAAAAAzA/XssXbN2BVnc/s320/IMG_0994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424624534135761762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjQz8W21I/AAAAAAAAAy4/eNl4kHiFzsU/s1600-h/IMG_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjQz8W21I/AAAAAAAAAy4/eNl4kHiFzsU/s320/IMG_0995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424624522896005970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjQge4QwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/SHYOnSZEKuM/s1600-h/IMG_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjQge4QwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/SHYOnSZEKuM/s320/IMG_0997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424624517672092418" /&gt;Christine, myself, n Lay Hoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjQPF75BI/AAAAAAAAAyo/8vE9cOtLJWk/s1600-h/IMG_0998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gjQPF75BI/AAAAAAAAAyo/8vE9cOtLJWk/s320/IMG_0998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424624513004069906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0glDOjzL_I/AAAAAAAAAzw/fgLGNKlHKIc/s1600-h/IMG_0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0glDOjzL_I/AAAAAAAAAzw/fgLGNKlHKIc/s320/IMG_0999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424626488545849330" /&gt;Seongsan Sunrise Peak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0glCsR710I/AAAAAAAAAzo/qP1NIlkknvU/s1600-h/IMG_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0glCsR710I/AAAAAAAAAzo/qP1NIlkknvU/s320/IMG_1001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424626479344113474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0glB5eGnHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/AbiBnphmWjM/s1600-h/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0glB5eGnHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/AbiBnphmWjM/s320/IMG_1005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424626465704942706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0glBuHQhmI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/yDDtHcDkWYc/s1600-h/IMG_1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0glBuHQhmI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/yDDtHcDkWYc/s320/IMG_1007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424626462656333410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmd46tkGI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/mWRUw5U83JA/s1600-h/IMG_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmd46tkGI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/mWRUw5U83JA/s320/IMG_1009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424628046104465506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmdc6BD4I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ZgDsrf0gvUM/s1600-h/IMG_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmdc6BD4I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ZgDsrf0gvUM/s320/IMG_1010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424628038585356162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmdAhirQI/AAAAAAAAA0I/hoPVTNazx9Q/s1600-h/IMG_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmdAhirQI/AAAAAAAAA0I/hoPVTNazx9Q/s320/IMG_1014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424628030966508802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmcuEGGjI/AAAAAAAAA0A/M-K-uJiNTJk/s1600-h/IMG_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmcuEGGjI/AAAAAAAAA0A/M-K-uJiNTJk/s320/IMG_1015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424628026011163186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmcWfu8oI/AAAAAAAAAz4/MR2pXOMTv1U/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gmcWfu8oI/AAAAAAAAAz4/MR2pXOMTv1U/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424628019684635266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gngidlSDI/AAAAAAAAA1A/hmSTCBUkQmQ/s1600-h/IMG_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gngidlSDI/AAAAAAAAA1A/hmSTCBUkQmQ/s320/IMG_1017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424629191127943218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gngW5VlDI/AAAAAAAAA04/C-MIGSqPWeU/s1600-h/IMG_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gngW5VlDI/AAAAAAAAA04/C-MIGSqPWeU/s320/IMG_1019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424629188023129138" /&gt;On the way to our submarine tour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gnfzNPvtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/_GkF8cdqUas/s1600-h/IMG_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gnfzNPvtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/_GkF8cdqUas/s320/IMG_1020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424629178442956498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gnfmTQS3I/AAAAAAAAA0o/0ju_Z2Vvzhg/s1600-h/IMG_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gnfmTQS3I/AAAAAAAAA0o/0ju_Z2Vvzhg/s320/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424629174978497394" /&gt;In the submarine - messy hair!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gnfI9XlmI/AAAAAAAAA0g/7fXqRjQG6c8/s1600-h/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gnfI9XlmI/AAAAAAAAA0g/7fXqRjQG6c8/s320/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424629167102072418" /&gt;Makes me wana learn diving!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJJHrtP7I/AAAAAAAAA1o/7npRdW2SX_M/s1600-h/IMG_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJJHrtP7I/AAAAAAAAA1o/7npRdW2SX_M/s320/IMG_1031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424947647174492082" /&gt;Pretty bubbbles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJI7yUtDI/AAAAAAAAA1g/3GZSNkJwH90/s1600-h/IMG_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJI7yUtDI/AAAAAAAAA1g/3GZSNkJwH90/s320/IMG_1032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424947643981018162" /&gt;Still in the submarine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJIW_wPnI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/PMigCEyK6ds/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJIW_wPnI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/PMigCEyK6ds/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424947634105237106" /&gt;Seagulls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJINOnqLI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/hvkPhr_habk/s1600-h/IMG_1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJINOnqLI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/hvkPhr_habk/s320/IMG_1035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424947631483234482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJHpjdRFI/AAAAAAAAA1I/9fhxOPsvJlM/s1600-h/IMG_1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lJHpjdRFI/AAAAAAAAA1I/9fhxOPsvJlM/s320/IMG_1037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424947621906957394" /&gt;Typical Tangerine Farm in Jeju Island&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKlaSBv0I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/PlqAZy-9ono/s1600-h/IMG_1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKlaSBv0I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/PlqAZy-9ono/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424949232715022146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKk4O26_I/AAAAAAAAA2I/G7gh7kuS_lQ/s1600-h/IMG_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKk4O26_I/AAAAAAAAA2I/G7gh7kuS_lQ/s320/IMG_1039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424949223574924274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKkk-fGwI/AAAAAAAAA2A/VR6EvWv06mQ/s1600-h/IMG_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKkk-fGwI/AAAAAAAAA2A/VR6EvWv06mQ/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424949218405980930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKkAyevaI/AAAAAAAAA14/z5rldltcxVc/s1600-h/IMG_1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKkAyevaI/AAAAAAAAA14/z5rldltcxVc/s320/IMG_1041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424949208691948962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKjm3aYWI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rnm7noMPLpU/s1600-h/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lKjm3aYWI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rnm7noMPLpU/s320/IMG_1042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424949201733312866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLyswAKzI/AAAAAAAAA24/B_fRCO4v408/s1600-h/IMG_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLyswAKzI/AAAAAAAAA24/B_fRCO4v408/s320/IMG_1043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424950560522513202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLyWIXv_I/AAAAAAAAA2w/HHA8BFtJtZo/s1600-h/IMG_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLyWIXv_I/AAAAAAAAA2w/HHA8BFtJtZo/s320/IMG_1044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424950554450706418" /&gt;Jusangjeolli - Gorgeous Coastal sights with amazing hexagonal shaped fomations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLx6WeqnI/AAAAAAAAA2o/6lyNz9VOGJo/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLx6WeqnI/AAAAAAAAA2o/6lyNz9VOGJo/s320/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424950546993687154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLxvwXPcI/AAAAAAAAA2g/AqHnkxL4uvY/s1600-h/IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLxvwXPcI/AAAAAAAAA2g/AqHnkxL4uvY/s320/IMG_1049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424950544149462466" /&gt;A closer view&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLxYkA4iI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/91ig_3boW2A/s1600-h/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lLxYkA4iI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/91ig_3boW2A/s320/IMG_1050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424950537923650082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNJxcmSAI/AAAAAAAAA3g/TJbOxPr1s_o/s1600-h/IMG_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNJxcmSAI/AAAAAAAAA3g/TJbOxPr1s_o/s320/IMG_1051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424952056431921154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNJdC7vWI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/PTrw-nxECas/s1600-h/IMG_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNJdC7vWI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/PTrw-nxECas/s320/IMG_1053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424952050955566434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNJPlsNtI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Xjpo1oQMDUw/s1600-h/IMG_1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNJPlsNtI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Xjpo1oQMDUw/s320/IMG_1054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424952047343253202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNIvJ6kdI/AAAAAAAAA3I/usXL9mWFZ2Q/s1600-h/IMG_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNIvJ6kdI/AAAAAAAAA3I/usXL9mWFZ2Q/s320/IMG_1055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424952038636818898" /&gt;Arrival at the Teddy Bear Museum in Jeju - not that I'm a big fan of teddy bears to start with&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNIHZN1DI/AAAAAAAAA3A/u1SNRMU-_WY/s1600-h/IMG_1056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lNIHZN1DI/AAAAAAAAA3A/u1SNRMU-_WY/s320/IMG_1056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424952027963577394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOwp59aKI/AAAAAAAAA4I/x6sC-gCOBko/s1600-h/IMG_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOwp59aKI/AAAAAAAAA4I/x6sC-gCOBko/s320/IMG_1058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424953823934113954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOwG0hG5I/AAAAAAAAA4A/obWfV2IEot8/s1600-h/IMG_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOwG0hG5I/AAAAAAAAA4A/obWfV2IEot8/s320/IMG_1059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424953814516046738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOvyrxpQI/AAAAAAAAA34/ouqTPYqr3js/s1600-h/IMG_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOvyrxpQI/AAAAAAAAA34/ouqTPYqr3js/s320/IMG_1060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424953809110672642" /&gt;Ever-famous London's Paddington Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOvoAB3gI/AAAAAAAAA3w/5-ai_JYRHv4/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOvoAB3gI/AAAAAAAAA3w/5-ai_JYRHv4/s320/IMG_1061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424953806242831874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOvE1J7UI/AAAAAAAAA3o/hoW0kZ-1qqU/s1600-h/IMG_1062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lOvE1J7UI/AAAAAAAAA3o/hoW0kZ-1qqU/s320/IMG_1062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424953796801981762" /&gt;My Fair Lady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQXKQu9SI/AAAAAAAAA4w/T5K-A4CjTqk/s1600-h/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQXKQu9SI/AAAAAAAAA4w/T5K-A4CjTqk/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424955584966227234" /&gt;Retro Couple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQW8aItSI/AAAAAAAAA4o/mpCTDJvprV4/s1600-h/IMG_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQW8aItSI/AAAAAAAAA4o/mpCTDJvprV4/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424955581247567138" /&gt;The Beatles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQWdaDkKI/AAAAAAAAA4g/0L1Jb5D9cY8/s1600-h/IMG_1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQWdaDkKI/AAAAAAAAA4g/0L1Jb5D9cY8/s320/IMG_1065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424955572925730978" /&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQWIFP4qI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/YKaEF63xLgE/s1600-h/IMG_1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQWIFP4qI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/YKaEF63xLgE/s320/IMG_1066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424955567201313442" /&gt;America's Ted's Diner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQV9M0OfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/SXhk-7hH9jY/s1600-h/IMG_1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lQV9M0OfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/SXhk-7hH9jY/s320/IMG_1067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424955564280265202" /&gt;Disneyland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRzCsFoTI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/qMwJ1RFmxOg/s1600-h/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRzCsFoTI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/qMwJ1RFmxOg/s320/IMG_1068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957163481440562" /&gt;Snow White and the 7 Dwarves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRyw11PWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/xWqKn9XY9tg/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRyw11PWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/xWqKn9XY9tg/s320/IMG_1069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957158690471266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRyekZKNI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PNOAhrI84VU/s1600-h/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRyekZKNI/AAAAAAAAA5I/PNOAhrI84VU/s320/IMG_1070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957153785489618" /&gt;Charlie Chaplin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRyP_1ziI/AAAAAAAAA5A/fLuvY-qAfC8/s1600-h/IMG_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRyP_1ziI/AAAAAAAAA5A/fLuvY-qAfC8/s320/IMG_1071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957149874081314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRx3QnQOI/AAAAAAAAA44/ejZvhqz1c58/s1600-h/IMG_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lRx3QnQOI/AAAAAAAAA44/ejZvhqz1c58/s320/IMG_1072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424957143233544418" /&gt;Titanic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTNFtquqI/AAAAAAAAA6A/_J6d-jR8j7k/s1600-h/IMG_1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTNFtquqI/AAAAAAAAA6A/_J6d-jR8j7k/s320/IMG_1073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424958710481599138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTM4NJuBI/AAAAAAAAA54/QkVst99uTxk/s1600-h/IMG_1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTM4NJuBI/AAAAAAAAA54/QkVst99uTxk/s320/IMG_1074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424958706855557138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTMo8t9MI/AAAAAAAAA5w/1F1rHoUfg7A/s1600-h/IMG_1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTMo8t9MI/AAAAAAAAA5w/1F1rHoUfg7A/s320/IMG_1075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424958702760096962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTMAHClYI/AAAAAAAAA5o/WhhjCx5aMoM/s1600-h/IMG_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTMAHClYI/AAAAAAAAA5o/WhhjCx5aMoM/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424958691797538178" /&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTL-jw6xI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tdoTY-nYtms/s1600-h/IMG_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lTL-jw6xI/AAAAAAAAA5g/tdoTY-nYtms/s320/IMG_1077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424958691381144338" /&gt;Famous Artist - Vincent Van Gogh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUtKurCLI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0Y1kGhk9rMU/s1600-h/IMG_1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUtKurCLI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0Y1kGhk9rMU/s320/IMG_1078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424960361095432370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUsxNmF4I/AAAAAAAAA6g/_pLvps59GZk/s1600-h/IMG_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUsxNmF4I/AAAAAAAAA6g/_pLvps59GZk/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424960354245810050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUsf3breI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Q9zFnli1IUY/s1600-h/IMG_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUsf3breI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Q9zFnli1IUY/s320/IMG_1082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424960349589450210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUr-2SvxI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/tdgsSJ1quoI/s1600-h/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUr-2SvxI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/tdgsSJ1quoI/s320/IMG_1083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424960340726300434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUrv5CCoI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Mxr1Y0v0hw8/s1600-h/IMG_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lUrv5CCoI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Mxr1Y0v0hw8/s320/IMG_1084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424960336711256706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVukMeNEI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ig-cshgwwsM/s1600-h/IMG_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVukMeNEI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ig-cshgwwsM/s320/IMG_1085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424961484622804034" /&gt;The World's Most Expensive bear - Louis Vuitton Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVuKzNWNI/AAAAAAAAA7I/jO6izqNqrCo/s1600-h/IMG_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVuKzNWNI/AAAAAAAAA7I/jO6izqNqrCo/s320/IMG_1086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424961477805955282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVt-ykV2I/AAAAAAAAA7A/9R4aG5JbmcQ/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVt-ykV2I/AAAAAAAAA7A/9R4aG5JbmcQ/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424961474582042466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVthq_vqI/AAAAAAAAA64/u-y4Pn7MYTI/s1600-h/IMG_1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVthq_vqI/AAAAAAAAA64/u-y4Pn7MYTI/s320/IMG_1088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424961466765655714" /&gt;Equally Expensive Bear - made of genuine Swaroski Crystals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVtNGhWWI/AAAAAAAAA6w/lMhIF9WI1Js/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lVtNGhWWI/AAAAAAAAA6w/lMhIF9WI1Js/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424961461243959650" /&gt;Traditional Korean Wedding function&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXPhpQE8I/AAAAAAAAA74/vrHZQJu-tk8/s1600-h/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXPhpQE8I/AAAAAAAAA74/vrHZQJu-tk8/s320/IMG_1091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424963150385517506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXPSfyRII/AAAAAAAAA7w/CwNPSzVIdNw/s1600-h/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXPSfyRII/AAAAAAAAA7w/CwNPSzVIdNw/s320/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424963146319283330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXO0uVlwI/AAAAAAAAA7o/t5sDHnL1AyA/s1600-h/IMG_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXO0uVlwI/AAAAAAAAA7o/t5sDHnL1AyA/s320/IMG_1093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424963138327254786" /&gt;The Runway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXOnTa0aI/AAAAAAAAA7g/DYkdrSSA_ts/s1600-h/IMG_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXOnTa0aI/AAAAAAAAA7g/DYkdrSSA_ts/s320/IMG_1095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424963134724690338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXOAM80GI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/5afK2VOCir8/s1600-h/IMG_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lXOAM80GI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/5afK2VOCir8/s320/IMG_1096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424963124228575330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0laAeBgYcI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pAsbtVggtz0/s1600-h/IMG_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0laAeBgYcI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pAsbtVggtz0/s320/IMG_1097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966190250353090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lZ_3DiRxI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/tV9S6fRYig8/s1600-h/IMG_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lZ_3DiRxI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/tV9S6fRYig8/s320/IMG_1098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966179789883154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lZ_lA6ELI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/h_89uabyEKk/s1600-h/IMG_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lZ_lA6ELI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/h_89uabyEKk/s320/IMG_1099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966174947020978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lZ_cLSmOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/AoBfeEBokJs/s1600-h/IMG_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lZ_cLSmOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/AoBfeEBokJs/s320/IMG_1100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966172574652642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lZ-sc9xrI/AAAAAAAAA8A/jnXJ7z2mNmc/s1600-h/IMG_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lZ-sc9xrI/AAAAAAAAA8A/jnXJ7z2mNmc/s320/IMG_1101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966159763883698" /&gt;125 Karat Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lcjjniWRI/AAAAAAAAA9I/9MMdsn3oYSY/s1600-h/IMG_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lcjjniWRI/AAAAAAAAA9I/9MMdsn3oYSY/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424968992070719762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lcjWku8ZI/AAAAAAAAA9A/e3a1SK9sK2c/s1600-h/IMG_1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lcjWku8ZI/AAAAAAAAA9A/e3a1SK9sK2c/s320/IMG_1103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424968988569301394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lcjK4CS_I/AAAAAAAAA84/j7u9yA8t_jE/s1600-h/IMG_1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lcjK4CS_I/AAAAAAAAA84/j7u9yA8t_jE/s320/IMG_1104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424968985429036018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lcivyGZ1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/fdYobFRzwsA/s1600-h/IMG_1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lcivyGZ1I/AAAAAAAAA8w/fdYobFRzwsA/s320/IMG_1105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424968978156382034" /&gt;I was trying to be funny here - though not, i know.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lciRwAkbI/AAAAAAAAA8o/TM6DqWUHBLk/s1600-h/IMG_1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0lciRwAkbI/AAAAAAAAA8o/TM6DqWUHBLk/s320/IMG_1106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424968970094547378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1tpv_HSI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/N9GGhkVsLX4/s1600-h/IMG_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1tpv_HSI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/N9GGhkVsLX4/s320/IMG_1107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424996653306158370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1tRt27pI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/1q4qgo1Y9dE/s1600-h/IMG_1108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1tRt27pI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/1q4qgo1Y9dE/s320/IMG_1108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424996646854782610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1sw3fmOI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Wl90uXq60RU/s1600-h/IMG_1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1sw3fmOI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Wl90uXq60RU/s320/IMG_1109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424996638036826338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1ssCekMI/AAAAAAAAA-A/0oGEQ8E698U/s1600-h/IMG_1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1ssCekMI/AAAAAAAAA-A/0oGEQ8E698U/s320/IMG_1110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424996636740718786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1sB2Hh1I/AAAAAAAAA94/8TBm7ZKSzMc/s1600-h/IMG_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l1sB2Hh1I/AAAAAAAAA94/8TBm7ZKSzMc/s320/IMG_1111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424996625414588242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5nA0690I/AAAAAAAAA_A/-YzXUXf6QxY/s1600-h/IMG_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5nA0690I/AAAAAAAAA_A/-YzXUXf6QxY/s320/IMG_1113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425000937288300354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5m9IjTUI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Bt8rfQUcsBg/s1600-h/IMG_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5m9IjTUI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Bt8rfQUcsBg/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425000936296893762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5mUZxrYI/AAAAAAAAA-w/HI2TA7719YU/s1600-h/IMG_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5mUZxrYI/AAAAAAAAA-w/HI2TA7719YU/s320/IMG_1119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425000925363285378" /&gt;White Tiger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5mDsrFzI/AAAAAAAAA-o/xMssGGz6IWw/s1600-h/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5mDsrFzI/AAAAAAAAA-o/xMssGGz6IWw/s320/IMG_1120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425000920879142706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5l1EOziI/AAAAAAAAA-g/kTaMrXtrc6Q/s1600-h/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l5l1EOziI/AAAAAAAAA-g/kTaMrXtrc6Q/s320/IMG_1121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425000916951420450" /&gt;Liger - In Everland's Zootopia - Of mixed parentage(mum is a tigress while dad is a lion)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-hLQkSGI/AAAAAAAAA_o/2uO64vJUFvs/s1600-h/IMG_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-hLQkSGI/AAAAAAAAA_o/2uO64vJUFvs/s320/IMG_1122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425006334567532642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-g0C-i3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/yqXNQ9Jqbyg/s1600-h/IMG_1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-g0C-i3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/yqXNQ9Jqbyg/s320/IMG_1123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425006328336518002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-gZ6z8OI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/bL1ed01fHa0/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-gZ6z8OI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/bL1ed01fHa0/s320/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425006321322946786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-gEdnHCI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/abHczUE3OYg/s1600-h/IMG_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-gEdnHCI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/abHczUE3OYg/s320/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425006315563326498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-f1LAAqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/iJqQLa5OUrI/s1600-h/IMG_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0l-f1LAAqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/iJqQLa5OUrI/s320/IMG_1127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425006311458734754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBosCcUaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/sepUxgq-cCc/s1600-h/IMG_1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBosCcUaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/sepUxgq-cCc/s320/IMG_1128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425009762160628130" /&gt;Known to be the sexiest bear in Everland's Zootopia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBoOyWEBI/AAAAAAAABAI/6SlAg5cCIcE/s1600-h/IMG_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBoOyWEBI/AAAAAAAABAI/6SlAg5cCIcE/s320/IMG_1130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425009754308481042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBnoDkeOI/AAAAAAAABAA/QaNBsuHKO6A/s1600-h/IMG_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBnoDkeOI/AAAAAAAABAA/QaNBsuHKO6A/s320/IMG_1132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425009743911745762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBnThifAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/DDmdsHeAxhI/s1600-h/IMG_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBnThifAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/DDmdsHeAxhI/s320/IMG_1133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425009738400300034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBm4mTrJI/AAAAAAAAA_w/wMe_bfwWl6k/s1600-h/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mBm4mTrJI/AAAAAAAAA_w/wMe_bfwWl6k/s320/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425009731172543634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDdrr_gLI/AAAAAAAABA4/WAu0lVb9Lts/s1600-h/IMG_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDdrr_gLI/AAAAAAAABA4/WAu0lVb9Lts/s320/IMG_1135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425011772111159474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDdZrRKgI/AAAAAAAABAw/m3qMj7j4F3o/s1600-h/IMG_1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDdZrRKgI/AAAAAAAABAw/m3qMj7j4F3o/s320/IMG_1136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425011767276284418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDc9anS1I/AAAAAAAABAo/9cFsJXSRyFg/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDc9anS1I/AAAAAAAABAo/9cFsJXSRyFg/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425011759690238802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDclN5klI/AAAAAAAABAg/CO2Zmrk9cxo/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDclN5klI/AAAAAAAABAg/CO2Zmrk9cxo/s320/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425011753194459730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDcS1dohI/AAAAAAAABAY/7hIjB69r-Kw/s1600-h/IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mDcS1dohI/AAAAAAAABAY/7hIjB69r-Kw/s320/IMG_1140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425011748260127250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEY7oKQtI/AAAAAAAABBg/egK1va3dkIA/s1600-h/IMG_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEY7oKQtI/AAAAAAAABBg/egK1va3dkIA/s320/IMG_1141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425012790002336466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEYa__QdI/AAAAAAAABBY/DwNhSoOx0rM/s1600-h/IMG_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEYa__QdI/AAAAAAAABBY/DwNhSoOx0rM/s320/IMG_1142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425012781243908562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEYGuMYwI/AAAAAAAABBQ/9v--uS0HgvE/s1600-h/IMG_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEYGuMYwI/AAAAAAAABBQ/9v--uS0HgvE/s320/IMG_1144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425012775800562434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEX7xJiLI/AAAAAAAABBI/ecNfXPQa_6g/s1600-h/IMG_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEX7xJiLI/AAAAAAAABBI/ecNfXPQa_6g/s320/IMG_1145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425012772860168370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEXmIGZkI/AAAAAAAABBA/gPTzX_dVMog/s1600-h/IMG_1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mEXmIGZkI/AAAAAAAABBA/gPTzX_dVMog/s320/IMG_1146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425012767050851906" /&gt;Mount Sorak National Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFtmhE4dI/AAAAAAAABCI/gUDBHFaAclU/s1600-h/IMG_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFtmhE4dI/AAAAAAAABCI/gUDBHFaAclU/s320/IMG_1147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425014244624359890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFtISgn6I/AAAAAAAABCA/knCGiRMtdVA/s1600-h/IMG_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFtISgn6I/AAAAAAAABCA/knCGiRMtdVA/s320/IMG_1148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425014236510199714" /&gt;Gorgeous view - like those you get in wallpapers, isn't it.. =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFs3IjnKI/AAAAAAAABB4/Yur9ok-RgHY/s1600-h/IMG_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFs3IjnKI/AAAAAAAABB4/Yur9ok-RgHY/s320/IMG_1149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425014231905049762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFsgyHOJI/AAAAAAAABBw/5u8UCLinNSE/s1600-h/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFsgyHOJI/AAAAAAAABBw/5u8UCLinNSE/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425014225905334418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFsYqrNTI/AAAAAAAABBo/V2JgfwXYIb8/s1600-h/IMG_1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mFsYqrNTI/AAAAAAAABBo/V2JgfwXYIb8/s320/IMG_1154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425014223726654770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHCFdt55I/AAAAAAAABCw/v6Bzmi8v3kY/s1600-h/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHCFdt55I/AAAAAAAABCw/v6Bzmi8v3kY/s320/IMG_1155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425015696040781714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHBzfzOJI/AAAAAAAABCo/b16YQxL7kx8/s1600-h/IMG_1156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHBzfzOJI/AAAAAAAABCo/b16YQxL7kx8/s320/IMG_1156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425015691217680530" /&gt;Yummilicious! - Seafood Steamboat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHBsXKCBI/AAAAAAAABCg/KZ9dyZCw92E/s1600-h/IMG_1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHBsXKCBI/AAAAAAAABCg/KZ9dyZCw92E/s320/IMG_1157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425015689302378514" /&gt;Typical Korean side dishes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHBNd3coI/AAAAAAAABCY/C3_ki1XESn0/s1600-h/IMG_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHBNd3coI/AAAAAAAABCY/C3_ki1XESn0/s320/IMG_1158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425015681009021570" /&gt;Phoenix Park Ski Resort - view from 'The Hotel'(Literally the name of the hotel)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHA0-a6oI/AAAAAAAABCQ/A8E_hmCFISI/s1600-h/IMG_1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mHA0-a6oI/AAAAAAAABCQ/A8E_hmCFISI/s320/IMG_1160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425015674434677378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJZ1k1HjI/AAAAAAAABDY/-SfBIOvCjL0/s1600-h/IMG_1161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJZ1k1HjI/AAAAAAAABDY/-SfBIOvCjL0/s320/IMG_1161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425018303115763250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJZVClJlI/AAAAAAAABDQ/mzHjRMAxyfU/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJZVClJlI/AAAAAAAABDQ/mzHjRMAxyfU/s320/IMG_1163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425018294382175826" /&gt;Myself, and Christine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJZCCAFHI/AAAAAAAABDI/QMp3p-BixJU/s1600-h/IMG_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJZCCAFHI/AAAAAAAABDI/QMp3p-BixJU/s320/IMG_1165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425018289279472754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJYqFrqrI/AAAAAAAABDA/_d7zPlAVBkQ/s1600-h/IMG_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJYqFrqrI/AAAAAAAABDA/_d7zPlAVBkQ/s320/IMG_1166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425018282852461234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJYRyZOmI/AAAAAAAABC4/a_7GkGeYY4E/s1600-h/IMG_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mJYRyZOmI/AAAAAAAABC4/a_7GkGeYY4E/s320/IMG_1167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425018276329110114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLRLg-n7I/AAAAAAAABEA/c2FEDfhzPi4/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLRLg-n7I/AAAAAAAABEA/c2FEDfhzPi4/s320/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425020353409621938" /&gt;View from my hotel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLQiNk-rI/AAAAAAAABD4/0pPWkP0n_7Y/s1600-h/IMG_1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLQiNk-rI/AAAAAAAABD4/0pPWkP0n_7Y/s320/IMG_1172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425020342322395826" /&gt;In Lotteworld shopping centre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLQd76XLI/AAAAAAAABDw/vLKaTn3C9f0/s1600-h/IMG_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLQd76XLI/AAAAAAAABDw/vLKaTn3C9f0/s320/IMG_1175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425020341174557874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLQKklKlI/AAAAAAAABDo/uzVb-PXy7LE/s1600-h/IMG_1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLQKklKlI/AAAAAAAABDo/uzVb-PXy7LE/s320/IMG_1178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425020335976426066" /&gt;Lotte's indoor side of the Merry-Go-Round&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLPqrybQI/AAAAAAAABDg/pAfTyKp2t9w/s1600-h/IMG_1179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mLPqrybQI/AAAAAAAABDg/pAfTyKp2t9w/s320/IMG_1179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425020327416720642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMwLQ1GMI/AAAAAAAABEo/n9rk2hVAxnA/s1600-h/IMG_1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMwLQ1GMI/AAAAAAAABEo/n9rk2hVAxnA/s320/IMG_1182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425021985429461186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMvuhWgNI/AAAAAAAABEg/xNWMxI2TsKM/s1600-h/IMG_1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMvuhWgNI/AAAAAAAABEg/xNWMxI2TsKM/s320/IMG_1184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425021977714131154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMvQATDYI/AAAAAAAABEY/TokM765bxA8/s1600-h/IMG_1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMvQATDYI/AAAAAAAABEY/TokM765bxA8/s320/IMG_1187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425021969522429314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMvHsb1XI/AAAAAAAABEQ/giQS5MC23sU/s1600-h/IMG_1188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMvHsb1XI/AAAAAAAABEQ/giQS5MC23sU/s320/IMG_1188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425021967291635058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMuw3UZrI/AAAAAAAABEI/SqpOLFU32gY/s1600-h/IMG_1192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mMuw3UZrI/AAAAAAAABEI/SqpOLFU32gY/s320/IMG_1192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425021961163269810" /&gt;Seoul - Outside the presidential House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN_sHBDSI/AAAAAAAABFQ/PUhMwDhuhLw/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN_sHBDSI/AAAAAAAABFQ/PUhMwDhuhLw/s320/IMG_1193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425023351456337186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN-xDqemI/AAAAAAAABFI/dje7lqciMEI/s1600-h/IMG_1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN-xDqemI/AAAAAAAABFI/dje7lqciMEI/s320/IMG_1196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425023335604583010" /&gt;Myself in a traditional Korean dress - Hanbok&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN-gu-c2I/AAAAAAAABFA/E4CUozWaYRc/s1600-h/IMG_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN-gu-c2I/AAAAAAAABFA/E4CUozWaYRc/s320/IMG_1197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425023331222844258" /&gt;Rosanne(pretty girl!!) and Me =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN-Q_gptI/AAAAAAAABE4/DLRCy8I177w/s1600-h/IMG_1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN-Q_gptI/AAAAAAAABE4/DLRCy8I177w/s320/IMG_1199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425023326997227218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN-BrWP6I/AAAAAAAABEw/OyuwQP0qevM/s1600-h/IMG_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mN-BrWP6I/AAAAAAAABEw/OyuwQP0qevM/s320/IMG_1202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425023322886127522" /&gt;Upon arrival in our Presidential suite in Seoul's 5 star hotel - The Classic 500 Starcity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPsh96KqI/AAAAAAAABF4/scJbilxZR0Y/s1600-h/IMG_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPsh96KqI/AAAAAAAABF4/scJbilxZR0Y/s320/IMG_1203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425025221339523746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPsRNuFRI/AAAAAAAABFw/m68Mh2NZHxU/s1600-h/IMG_1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPsRNuFRI/AAAAAAAABFw/m68Mh2NZHxU/s320/IMG_1204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425025216842437906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPr7ck0KI/AAAAAAAABFo/JXPL1kyumc4/s1600-h/IMG_1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPr7ck0KI/AAAAAAAABFo/JXPL1kyumc4/s320/IMG_1205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425025210999165090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPrtaNY6I/AAAAAAAABFg/Tdbq5z2DICo/s1600-h/IMG_1206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPrtaNY6I/AAAAAAAABFg/Tdbq5z2DICo/s320/IMG_1206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425025207231144866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPrRckFuI/AAAAAAAABFY/a9BWjFkkmGg/s1600-h/IMG_1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mPrRckFuI/AAAAAAAABFY/a9BWjFkkmGg/s320/IMG_1210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425025199724828386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVk-lyTpI/AAAAAAAABGg/S-HIc8MX6Xg/s1600-h/IMG_1213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVk-lyTpI/AAAAAAAABGg/S-HIc8MX6Xg/s320/IMG_1213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425031688653786770" /&gt;In Sinchon Fashion Street - Great buys!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVkcn3ctI/AAAAAAAABGY/YZsGPnEOsd4/s1600-h/IMG_1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVkcn3ctI/AAAAAAAABGY/YZsGPnEOsd4/s320/IMG_1214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425031679535706834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVkOZQFoI/AAAAAAAABGQ/QrgAY96ASVE/s1600-h/IMG_1215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVkOZQFoI/AAAAAAAABGQ/QrgAY96ASVE/s320/IMG_1215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425031675716310658" /&gt;Myself, and the Korean photographer for our trip - I really dislike doing that action - but had to play along!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVjvfrseI/AAAAAAAABGI/uHBu5Rz_M1E/s1600-h/IMG_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVjvfrseI/AAAAAAAABGI/uHBu5Rz_M1E/s320/IMG_1216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425031667421786594" /&gt;Our tour Guide and myself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVjZIhhqI/AAAAAAAABGA/sZou0CVVeRw/s1600-h/IMG_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mVjZIhhqI/AAAAAAAABGA/sZou0CVVeRw/s320/IMG_1217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425031661419071138" /&gt;Myself, and Yanling - a younger sister to me =) Her mum kept asking her to hang out with me, which was nice! =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mW5r9Kn2I/AAAAAAAABGo/4e4G2NQOsdI/s1600-h/IMG_1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0mW5r9Kn2I/AAAAAAAABGo/4e4G2NQOsdI/s320/IMG_1218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425033143940456290" /&gt;Myself, Christine, Lay Hoon and Yanling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3040287540453944172?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3040287540453944172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3040287540453944172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#3040287540453944172' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/S0gbb59fMAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/Y0YWV90aMRE/s72-c/IMG_0967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3589486143745485734</id><published>2009-10-03T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:07:02.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, folks, now that I'm actually waiting to install an application, thought I'd just drop by my blog to update.&lt;br /&gt;And I had only realised I had not updated it since JUly!&lt;br /&gt;N not to even update about my unposted entry about my Viet trip back in end Sept.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i will just proceed to post my long overdued entry, and then try to get back into line with my blog tomorrow or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my latest update, had returned from Viet, Ho Chi Minh City just last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;In my own words, Vietnam has always been a country whereby I have always been telling people around me that it will be a place where I will wana go, just for the sake of saying, 'been-there-done-that'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will still stand by that statement that I made, now that I have really, literally been there, done that.&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad a trip I would have to say, apart from the inconvenience of having the need to buy mineral water every single day back to the hotel, since the water from their taps is not at all drinkable, not even after boiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their traffic is pretty messy, if you even think the situation in Bangkok is bad enough, to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed there for about just 4 days and 3 nights, and had only taken one of the days off to do a one day tour to Mekong River and Ha long Bay.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the time, were mostly spent in their ever-famous Ben Thanh Market, and Choy Lon(pronounced as 'chiak-larng'), which is their Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, did I tell you? Apparantly, we found out we had been ripped off at Ben Thanh Market. Like, for example, a small box of instant coffee, they quoted us(after all that hassle of bargaining) for about 43,000 Dong, which comes to about slightly less than SGD$4.00 . Still, it was expensive! It was only when we went to one of their local supermarkets, that we found out that the coffee was only priced at about 28,000 Dong. That is like nearly half of the original price that we were quoted in Ben Thanh market, not forgetting the convenience of not needing to bargain in a supermarket! And so, we immediately purchased quite a few of instant coffee as well as their cashew nut candy! Yeah, look, it wasn't only about the instant coffee, if that's what you thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3589486143745485734?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3589486143745485734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3589486143745485734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#3589486143745485734' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3415330113205811202</id><published>2009-07-19T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:29:26.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's been almost a month since my last update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rather active in my usual weekly Tennis session, new Tennis racquet, running, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing my facebook social network the other day. And I was thinking that it's really such a small world when I spotted my dentist is sort of in my social network as well. Not trying to make a point here, Im just saying that this is such a pure coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had better start planning on my next trip.&lt;br /&gt;I had just helped my parents to book their online tickets to Brissy in late Sept. And, they will be there for two long weeks, not sure if they're travelling interstate anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that will mean that I have to plan my own schedule for the two weeks in late Sept, from the 24th to 8th October. Although I know it doesn't make much of a difference, that when they're here, i have my own schedule anyway. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3415330113205811202?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3415330113205811202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3415330113205811202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3415330113205811202' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-92372727489737244</id><published>2009-06-22T20:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:45:09.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, as promised, here are the 'belated' photos from my Hong Kong trip about 2 weeks ago. But, better late than never I suppose. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much photos that I had taken, but anyhow, Enjoy!!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-C04v8teI/AAAAAAAAAtw/9jGOIYvL3E8/s1600-h/IMG_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-C04v8teI/AAAAAAAAAtw/9jGOIYvL3E8/s320/IMG_0859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350138727437743586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~First Day - @ Central~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-C1JHiC5I/AAAAAAAAAt4/wMR_dKdd7Qs/s1600-h/IMG_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-C1JHiC5I/AAAAAAAAAt4/wMR_dKdd7Qs/s320/IMG_0861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350138731831626642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fresh, out from the hotel that we stayed at(Langham Place in Mong Kok)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-C1YtEEkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/I1V46emcsbA/s1600-h/IMG_3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-C1YtEEkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/I1V46emcsbA/s320/IMG_3707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350138736015577666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Eldest sis, myself, my elder sis, and my mum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-C1pfwKKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/9Ve3j7OU_YI/s1600-h/IMG_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-C1pfwKKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/9Ve3j7OU_YI/s320/IMG_0864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350138740523149474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Yes, I was forced to go Disneyland, unfortunately(&amp; most reluctantly)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-EK3bSupI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/aTz0piJHubw/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-EK3bSupI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/aTz0piJHubw/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350140204551420562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Random shot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-ELH5hk7I/AAAAAAAAAuY/iUlUcX0eFng/s1600-h/IMG_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-ELH5hk7I/AAAAAAAAAuY/iUlUcX0eFng/s320/IMG_0870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350140208973190066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Alright, I have to admit that among all the Disney range, i still love Winnie the Pooh range the best~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-ELc8XwLI/AAAAAAAAAug/RbyEMfMpVh8/s1600-h/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-ELc8XwLI/AAAAAAAAAug/RbyEMfMpVh8/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350140214622273714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Yes another random shot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-ELpKbgZI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Df9f6LiphpA/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-ELpKbgZI/AAAAAAAAAuo/Df9f6LiphpA/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350140217902465426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~In the house of Mickey Mouse's, his oven.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-FL8fziHI/AAAAAAAAAuw/rLHpcQ8KhLM/s1600-h/IMG_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-FL8fziHI/AAAAAAAAAuw/rLHpcQ8KhLM/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350141322604021874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~There you go, Mickey and me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-Feto42iI/AAAAAAAAAvA/VeLMvynZEdo/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-Feto42iI/AAAAAAAAAvA/VeLMvynZEdo/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350141645033101858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~My family, with Mickey~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-GxZEwokI/AAAAAAAAAvY/LrBXkcdSh0I/s1600-h/IMG_3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-GxZEwokI/AAAAAAAAAvY/LrBXkcdSh0I/s320/IMG_3726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350143065442001474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Last day, back at Harbour City, where I was, 3 years ago~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-Gw19gc_I/AAAAAAAAAvI/GhJoH1_I_aY/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-Gw19gc_I/AAAAAAAAAvI/GhJoH1_I_aY/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350143056016339954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pictures that we purchased for approx SGD30~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-GxK_Y9DI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/PdfEBc1VBDM/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-GxK_Y9DI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/PdfEBc1VBDM/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350143061661381682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pictures that we purchased for approx SGD30~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-92372727489737244?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/92372727489737244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/92372727489737244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#92372727489737244' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sj-C04v8teI/AAAAAAAAAtw/9jGOIYvL3E8/s72-c/IMG_0859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-5100792290230227881</id><published>2009-06-08T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:39:16.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, im back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had left for Hong Kong last Thur till Sunday(last night).&lt;br /&gt;The trip was with my family. My parents, 2 elder sisters and I.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my bro-in-law was at home to take care of baby Chloe. =)&lt;br /&gt;Alright, the MMSes of her were really adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, this trip was just fairly acceptable. I just think that this place is not for me. I reckon 'pushing with no excuse-me/s' is in their culture. To be fair, i would say 99.5% are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the apparels, unfortunately they are just not my kind of style, just not to my liking, even though they've got a wide range of brands.&lt;br /&gt;As for the shoes, oh yes, prices are relatively comparable to those in Singapore. No, not your typical Charles &amp; Keith or U.R.S. sort of pricing, but slightly higher, like Pazzion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times, we were just shopping and eating, like what they had shown in their Tourism board's main advertisement. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was my second trip, I'm not sure if there will be a third time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I was 'forced' to go Disneyland. Thanks to both my elder sisters-ironically, seriously. Yeah, i'm just not a big fan of these animated characters. Although the only Disney Character that I had really used to like was Pooh and Piglet, I still, like them. But no, I seriously didnt see the need to pay HKD350, approx. SGD70, just to take pictures with the Disney Characters. But oh well, for the sake of my cute baby niece, I relented, just so that there was 3(of us sisters) against 2 votes(my parents) in the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'm really totally tired right now. Owing to the lethargy from the trip itself, fancy having to leave the hotel early in the morning, walk all day till night long, and only going back to the hotel late at night, for four continuous days, till my sole literally hurt. Gosh. Havent had that feeling for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that I went for my weekly jog just earlier on, right after work, jogged for a continuous good one hour. Was tiring but felt very refreshing I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just totally tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to upload my pictures soon, when Im available. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: To you, in your new company(u know who u are), if you're reading this still~&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope u're doing well. We should catch up over drinks. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-5100792290230227881?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5100792290230227881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5100792290230227881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#5100792290230227881' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-776418384293069976</id><published>2009-05-13T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:44:21.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, work has been keeping me busy, as well as after-work-activities, mostly sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'm just sooo, sooo glad that the stalking saga came to a halt as of last Friday, when my bro-in-law helped to send out a gentlemanly email to the other party(the freaky stalker-I swear!) Imagine, 32 missed calls-in a single night, and 28 texts for the whole day! A text every half-an hour? Please. That was just totally absurd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, really glad that it's all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I have been playing Tennis with my colleagues and also gyming almost every other day. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from my daily lifestyle, Im also just so glad that those who are not supposed to be in my life, are no longer here in my social network. They have just lost me -- which is just too bad, since they did not know how to appreciate my goodness. Yes, I'm proud to say that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I really hate lies. Yes, I repeat, &lt;b&gt;Lies&lt;/b&gt;. So, you, please leave and go away too. For all these years of lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am very firm with my current decision of wanting to surround myself with positive people and not around negative people, people who have the power to influence my mood, to make me feel down, inferior, or you know, just generally negative. Not healthy, if I'm firm on wanting a genuinely happy and healthy life and lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) I will have to go out of this site as I've got certain things to do right now.&lt;br /&gt;So, seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-776418384293069976?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/776418384293069976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/776418384293069976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#776418384293069976' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-666555768331789615</id><published>2009-05-05T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:45:53.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh. I've been feeling very 'squashed'. I totally detest the feeling of feeling like I'm stalked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I be accountable to someone when I did not agree to anything in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd leave. I dont like the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I want my space back. Please go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's barely a week of going out and I'm totally sick n tired. Totally disgusted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike the feeling of being so conscious, of making sure that people like you are not around me. I dont like it. &lt;br /&gt;GET OUT! Leave me alone, please.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe Im actually taking Absinth now, just because I'm feeling overly freaked out by what's going on in my life right now. I wish the night passes fast enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-666555768331789615?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/666555768331789615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/666555768331789615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#666555768331789615' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8360894659686698252</id><published>2009-04-23T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:40:53.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I have been so caught up with fitness and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my weekly run yesterday and I had just finished tennis at my boss's place earlier on just now with the usual gang of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just the other day, on Tuesday, after work, I had gone to Chevrons House in Raffles Place, to visit True Fitness. Yes, the gym place. Went in to meet up with a sales assistant, based on a recommendation by one of my colleague's friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we decided to just do a normal body analysis, those BMI, BMR and some other health/'active-sports' indicator.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and so, the fitness guy who did an analysis for my colleague and I, made a comment. A comment that, made me feel good, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that the norm for females around my age, for BMR, should be a low 1000 kcal.&lt;br /&gt;While mine was/is 1170kcal, which is considered really good(high) for someone who does not gym-though he doesn't actually know how active and religious I am in my jogging. Alright, firstly BMR stands for Basal Metabolic Rate. In layman's terms, that just means the amount of fat that your body burns when you are not doing anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we have been given a no-obligation, free, two-week trial, of which we requested for it to start on the 4th May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm utterly tired right now, physically tired.&lt;br /&gt;Just realised my parents will yet again, be away on their Taiwan trip so soon, next Saturday-2nd May! Gosh! Again they are out of town. How nice!&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright I suppose, since I had only been back from Aust last month.&lt;br /&gt;I too, can look forward to my next trip in June to Hong Kong with my family. Just my second time there, good enough for a short weekend getaway I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall plan my schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8360894659686698252?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8360894659686698252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8360894659686698252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#8360894659686698252' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2347686045418137730</id><published>2009-04-20T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:38:49.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's yet another start of a new week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just soo lethargic n restless at work. Thinking about every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;The weekends had just passed so quickly with the wink of an eye. Probably because I was kept occupied with activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, I was supposed to meet a friend(colleague) for drinks at a bar, but did not turn up in the end, for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on saturday, after having lunch with my sis, bro-in-law, baby niece and maid, and having tried all the super large dresses at Blum &amp; Co, I decided to give that shop up. They were just all so huge for me. Yes, I know, I've gotta gain more weight, although Im still generally comfortable(very) with how I look physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence, if you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, anyway, on that saturday, upon returning home, I had gone for the BBQ at my boss's place, and had to pick a few of my colleagues up on the way to his apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Although I was sort of lazy initially when asked to help out to get down n dirty to help with the BBQ, it felt good, after I had gotten real, sincere compliments that I had done the meats well, in ensuring that none of them got burnt, compared to the other few older males/females who did it before me.  It just felt good, i must say. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised my parents are actually going on their Taiwan trip next Saturday, on May 2nd, for 8 days. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm listening to &lt;a href="http://www.kovideo.net/lyrics/j/Jessica-Mauboy/Been-Waiting.html"&gt;Jessica Mauboy's - 'Been Waiting'&lt;/a&gt;. Do go YouTube if you wanna view the video.  The lyrics are just so meaningful to me.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2347686045418137730?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2347686045418137730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2347686045418137730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#2347686045418137730' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6278163148489626880</id><published>2009-04-14T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:19:19.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had my weekly jog yesterday after work. It just felt &lt;b&gt;sooo&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;soooo&lt;/b&gt; good. A good 35 minutes non-stop. The last time I had driven via the same route - just to calculate the distance, its distance is about 6-7km.&lt;br /&gt;Ran, starting from the back of my block, all the way toward the Safra Mt Faber(Tlk Blangah Cres area), then left, into Henderson Road, all the way out into Telok Blangah Road, passed Shell, Esso, Seah Im Food Centre bus stop, passed the b-stop opp Vivo, and then all the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;The good thing with this route, is that I dont have to cross and wait for any major road junctions at all. I seriously just dislike to be disrupted when running. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been busy. Very busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;I need a break. Although I had just been back from my holidays a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about which, my parents will be away this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to share a few pictures that I had taken with my other colleagues a few weeks ago, when one of them had left.&lt;br /&gt;These were taken at Helipad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SeSIYr3eduI/AAAAAAAAAto/4P3j-UY8QVo/s1600-h/P4030073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SeSIYr3eduI/AAAAAAAAAto/4P3j-UY8QVo/s320/P4030073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324530617132414690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lay Hoon, Christine, myself(of course)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SeSIYl0D3SI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Za8IhhO8-g0/s1600-h/P4030070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SeSIYl0D3SI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Za8IhhO8-g0/s320/P4030070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324530615507475746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lay Hoon, Christine, myself &amp; Hui Ngar~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6278163148489626880?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6278163148489626880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6278163148489626880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6278163148489626880' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SeSIYr3eduI/AAAAAAAAAto/4P3j-UY8QVo/s72-c/P4030073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2093476171494193341</id><published>2009-04-05T22:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:40:26.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My family and I just had dinner at Vienna in United Square. I'm just sooo sooo full now, still.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been to United Square before, but now that I've been there before, I'm opinionated that, it is like a second Tanglin mall, kids-family oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was packing up my closet. I can't believe the number of skirts that I had gotten from my Aussie trip. Gosh. Apart from that, I'm pretty glad that I caught a really good deal! A pair of Nine West shoes from the Nine West Outlest in Harbourtown G.C, and also a pair of Calvin Klein Jeans from the C.K.Outlet for less than $200, when it was rightfully supposed to be less than $300. Good deal I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here, as promised, are the photos that I had consolidated from the trip. Did not take that much in Perth, since I was there only for 2 days, and it was totally enough for me(I didn't enjoy the place, you see-much boredom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi706EfdGI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iBaVfe03i4I/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi706EfdGI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iBaVfe03i4I/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321209477353927778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Yes, after all these years of the White Choc. Apricot brought home by both my sisters, I was finally there at the Margaret River Chocolate Factory in its Swan Valley outlet.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi71KsR5yI/AAAAAAAAAqA/IguW-bvzG5o/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi71KsR5yI/AAAAAAAAAqA/IguW-bvzG5o/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321209481815779106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ru Ting &amp; I~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi71SbPwZI/AAAAAAAAAqI/K9tvYCtnapY/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi71SbPwZI/AAAAAAAAAqI/K9tvYCtnapY/s320/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321209483891818898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pretty Choc Easter Eggs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi71uaQzdI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mk7AN9fo2xY/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi71uaQzdI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/mk7AN9fo2xY/s320/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321209491403886034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Choc Bunny figurines~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi71mCAPDI/AAAAAAAAAqY/lruIhCh9X9s/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi71mCAPDI/AAAAAAAAAqY/lruIhCh9X9s/s320/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321209489154653234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Yet another pretty decorated Easter Egg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9a4a8vmI/AAAAAAAAAqg/l_vpB70he-8/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9a4a8vmI/AAAAAAAAAqg/l_vpB70he-8/s320/6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321211229257907810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Isn't is just adorable~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9ayjv_zI/AAAAAAAAAqo/L1aYspHR_io/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9ayjv_zI/AAAAAAAAAqo/L1aYspHR_io/s320/7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321211227684208434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~At Lancaster Vineyard~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9bKLwV0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/IGf2HlDbhKg/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9bKLwV0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/IGf2HlDbhKg/s320/8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321211234026018626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Brendon and me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9bQDEAPI/AAAAAAAAAq4/-UHSVXZS884/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9bQDEAPI/AAAAAAAAAq4/-UHSVXZS884/s320/9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321211235600171250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Jim and me(P.S:I think he's totally lovely ;) )~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9bnPCryI/AAAAAAAAArA/Wow-rGC_Sxo/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi9bnPCryI/AAAAAAAAArA/Wow-rGC_Sxo/s320/10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321211241824431906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Caversham Wildlife Park~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi_VbsWLRI/AAAAAAAAArI/ixtZUPQC4mI/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi_VbsWLRI/AAAAAAAAArI/ixtZUPQC4mI/s320/11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321213334670159122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Random shot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi_Vf-ekMI/AAAAAAAAArQ/wtEkdVDzytY/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi_Vf-ekMI/AAAAAAAAArQ/wtEkdVDzytY/s320/12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321213335819948226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~White Kangaroo-No, I haven't see a white roo before, out of the countless times that I've been to the wildlife parks/sanctuaries in Brissy.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi_VrxmrQI/AAAAAAAAArY/6irKO43EtW0/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi_VrxmrQI/AAAAAAAAArY/6irKO43EtW0/s320/13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321213338987179266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjAIAWxcLI/AAAAAAAAArg/x5kKVoEewxg/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjAIAWxcLI/AAAAAAAAArg/x5kKVoEewxg/s320/14.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214203505242290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~This picture of the 'Roo just instantly reminded me of Reina, when she's enjoying her afternoon nap. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjAIjf7BmI/AAAAAAAAAro/8lwh_bOI9Qs/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjAIjf7BmI/AAAAAAAAAro/8lwh_bOI9Qs/s320/15.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214212938860130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pretty White Peacock~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjAIhtt4BI/AAAAAAAAArw/AI4eM_Mqlfc/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjAIhtt4BI/AAAAAAAAArw/AI4eM_Mqlfc/s320/16.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214212459847698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Indeed a donkey~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjAI2adYJI/AAAAAAAAAr4/wsQX_OLW6h8/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjAI2adYJI/AAAAAAAAAr4/wsQX_OLW6h8/s320/17.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214218016219282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Look, what are these 2 Guinea Pigs doing?!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjApaChlNI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6tvQlWUtfY8/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjApaChlNI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6tvQlWUtfY8/s320/18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214777335321810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pretty white bunny ears with dark-coloured ears~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjApS6kfXI/AAAAAAAAAsI/BTcR-_XUPkQ/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjApS6kfXI/AAAAAAAAAsI/BTcR-_XUPkQ/s320/19.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214775422909810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cute pig(I have always loved pigs)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjApiiZwNI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nFBE14HiChg/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjApiiZwNI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nFBE14HiChg/s320/20.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214779616510162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Guinea Pigs drinking water~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjApscgrlI/AAAAAAAAAsY/wagJ8d-omD4/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjApscgrlI/AAAAAAAAAsY/wagJ8d-omD4/s320/21.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321214782276152914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lovely spots~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjBPXPey9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/Co0hjrP2t4c/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjBPXPey9I/AAAAAAAAAsg/Co0hjrP2t4c/s320/22.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321215429419387858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fox - Which, reminded me of Reina, again.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjBPpjEojI/AAAAAAAAAso/2wNi89HfPVc/s1600-h/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjBPpjEojI/AAAAAAAAAso/2wNi89HfPVc/s320/23.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321215434333397554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PRETTY pony! Look, it has got really straight front hair! As though it had been rebonded! Gosh, just so gorgeous~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjBP3LNLPI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ZA8TJg5WbIk/s1600-h/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjBP3LNLPI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ZA8TJg5WbIk/s320/24.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321215437991390450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hmm, to think that in Brissy, we have to pay to carry the Koala even.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjBQK-IGyI/AAAAAAAAAs4/255GOZ091Io/s1600-h/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjBQK-IGyI/AAAAAAAAAs4/255GOZ091Io/s320/25.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321215443305241378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Somewhere in Perth City~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjCEgXW2pI/AAAAAAAAAtA/gDF_Fnt0Pxs/s1600-h/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjCEgXW2pI/AAAAAAAAAtA/gDF_Fnt0Pxs/s320/26.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321216342401407634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Finally, at Fremantle, the much talk about market. But I was totally disappointed with it. Managed to cover it in less than half an hour, as compared to Victoria's Market in Melbourne~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjCFAJ_roI/AAAAAAAAAtI/HjkcOkMW7uE/s1600-h/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjCFAJ_roI/AAAAAAAAAtI/HjkcOkMW7uE/s320/27.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321216350935297666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I just love the name of this bar! ;) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjCFSfIqsI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/P9753rphNiY/s1600-h/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjCFSfIqsI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/P9753rphNiY/s320/28.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321216355855805122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjCFgXFGAI/AAAAAAAAAtY/k5qEYaXxFlI/s1600-h/29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SdjCFgXFGAI/AAAAAAAAAtY/k5qEYaXxFlI/s320/29.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321216359580112898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bell Tower area - Mini Ferris Wheel, similar to the one in Brissy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, folks! =) Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2093476171494193341?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2093476171494193341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2093476171494193341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#2093476171494193341' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Sdi706EfdGI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iBaVfe03i4I/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-1892590282340197425</id><published>2009-03-30T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:23:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A BIG hello! Hello to everyone who knows me! I had gotten back from my vacation trip on Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, gosh, I have to say that I have never felt this refreshed n 'brand new' as I had ever been in my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are all so clear and going so great and lovely! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been kept busy with work the whole of today, and will be for the rest of this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, Im so burnt out. I'm not exactly complaining, since I see it as a good thing that I'm kept occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in the midst of sorting out and consolidating all the pictures that we had taken, anyhow, do be assured that I will keep by my promise to upload my pictures, by the end of this week, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that my bro-in-law had treated us to dinner at Carnivore last night? It was absolutely lovely to me, being a meat lover. Yes, I cant go on a single meal without meat at all. I'm no vegetarian, really.&lt;br /&gt;My mum was just saying she was intimidated by the number of servings of beef that I had. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, u know what? My mum was just telling me how they will be going on an overseas trip in the first week of May, yes, for a good one week. AND, prior to that, they will be away for a weekend getaway in mid-April. OH well, thankfully I've got a BBQ at my boss's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to the whole of April, nonetheless, given the fact that it's so fun-filled!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-1892590282340197425?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1892590282340197425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1892590282340197425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#1892590282340197425' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6749167574334785234</id><published>2009-03-23T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:30:40.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been here in Brissy since early Sunday morning, at 5.25am(local time), SIN 3.25am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending real, quality time with my elder sis, I must say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hang on. Did I mention that before my trip, I had incidentally met Andrew after my lunch with my boss and some colleagues in Marina just last Thursday? It was really nice having to see him back in Singapore! Had a quick chat and exchanged numbers since we had to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, anyway, back to my trip. Had spent almost 3 days in Perth with Rach and her friend since late Thur night till late Friday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to visit my favourite chocolate factory there - Margaret River chocolate factory, got quite a few packs of their lovely White Choco. Apricots, to be distributed. Also visited one of the Vineyards(Lancaster Wine-think we do have this brand of wine in SG), and basically some other typical tourist attractions, though I'm opinionated that they do not have much tourist attractions there, as compared to Brissy. Call me bias, but you may go ahead and judge.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, it's shopping and more shopping! -- for more, very very lovely looking working tops, skirts and dresses! For casual as well, of course!&lt;br /&gt;I have to show u the pictures taken with the 2 HOT Lancaster staffs ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back here, I'm going out now to get some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will definitely post up some pictures when I have them.&lt;br /&gt;Seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6749167574334785234?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6749167574334785234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6749167574334785234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6749167574334785234' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-1386912058313825729</id><published>2009-03-14T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:39:37.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Much to my expectations, I'm doing so well, and I'd have to say that it seriously, can't be better ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been so occupied with work for the week, and will be too till the upcoming &lt;s&gt;week&lt;/s&gt; mid-week, since I will be out of town on Thursday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading to Perth with Ru Ting and another friend on the coming Thursday, but will leave on my own to head East to Brissy on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met an old friend last night. We had drinks and we caught up. Was telling him a while ago that I truly appreciate him for being there for me, and for his company late last night. Although I had gotten home only at about 3plus-4, despite a day's of work, although tired, I was very happy n touched. Am still very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bear your words in mind, and not be soft-hearted to such people anymore, even though it is in me(even you know it). I &lt;b&gt;won't&lt;/b&gt; budge anymore. Just too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have finally acknowledged the fact that I am quite well established for someone of my age. Too bad, if people are not gonna appreciate that fact. =) It's not my loss. At all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that you said to me last night, are still deeply etched in my mind. And they have a great impact toward my positivity. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, you know who you are(Not sure if you're reading this at all): ~ Thanks, love ya much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to your company during one of the weekends in April ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im drained out, thanks to last night ;) hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-1386912058313825729?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1386912058313825729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1386912058313825729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#1386912058313825729' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-355037533175578620</id><published>2009-03-11T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:57:15.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did I mention that my parents will be away again, during one of the weekends in April. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their next long trip, which I was not even informed of will be in May, during my dad's block leave. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is so bad. That leaves me with no choice but to plan for some interesting outings.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired now. Mentally, physically, and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-355037533175578620?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/355037533175578620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/355037533175578620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#355037533175578620' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6029546605665160124</id><published>2009-03-11T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:43:31.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to this man who had 'made' my day today. Just this morning, before I stepped out for work, sort of timing. Well done, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did have quite a moments when I did break down today. But Im all well. Can't be better, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good that this happened I must say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do agree with what someone had told me today. "It is not fair and just extremely unreasonable how this person has left without giving you a chance to voice out your thoughts, irresponsible, as a matter of fact". A few others said, "this person is foolish to let you go, you are an attractive lady, he doesn't deserve you and most importantly, your youth." And you know what guys, thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot for everything.&lt;br /&gt;I really, really do appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;I sorted thought it out, since this person did not give me a chance to voice out and let all my feelings go out to be listened to, leaving me be so unhealthy, I will just let it out thru my jogging sessions. So be it, go on and GET OUT, please.&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe everyone else, deserves a chance to voice out their opinions, but YOU, made me feel devoid of my chance to give this a proper closure. Well done, I must say. Very thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's perfectly alright. Much to your disappointment, I'm doing very well this time around, and will be this great &lt;b&gt;for good&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6029546605665160124?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6029546605665160124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6029546605665160124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6029546605665160124' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3429553297081824935</id><published>2009-03-09T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:50:06.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just realised I have not updated for over a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just turned a year older last week. Not too bad I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, I had been meeting up with all, if not most of my uni friends, those of whom I had been quite close with as least back in Brissy, including Junie(I really miss those lunches we used to have), Erwin, and Amy, and some others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that, when things do not go so well for me, it is still ultimately my family who is always there &lt;b&gt;for&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;with&lt;/b&gt; me. And I'm grateful for that. Very. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might consider if you kick that ciggies away. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Someone did kick it off for me in the past, and I'm thankful that he did that for me, also more thankful that he's much healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Someone else, to whom I mean nothing to,&lt;br /&gt;You wil be out someday, very soon, I'm afraid. It will be four years this July. The amount of time we have dragged on.&lt;br /&gt;I need to move on and move towards my goal in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says I'm a very nice person, and just do not understand why I'm still holding on to a useless 'thing'. I deserve something much better in return, I believe in that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3429553297081824935?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3429553297081824935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3429553297081824935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#3429553297081824935' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8906422532027204980</id><published>2009-02-04T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:59:36.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My weekend was good. Very good in fact. Dinner at Casurina with my family let me reminisced about that night when we had supper there, quite a while ago I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for work, I had been just so as-usually-busy at work this week. Tennis for tomorrow, I can't wait. Seems like I'm still staying quite keen in Tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents will be for a weekend to attend a wedding toward the end of the month. Of course, I'm not joining. Due to possible work commitments, that is because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm looking for my next getaway in March. Just can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;Just so hopefully, I get to meet whom I wanna meet over there ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't actually think I'm as promiscuous as how Vig had always sang that song to me back then, in St Lucia. Yes, that song, 'Promiscuous' by Nelly Furtado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8906422532027204980?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8906422532027204980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8906422532027204980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8906422532027204980' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6415785526195269714</id><published>2009-01-27T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:58:29.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, so fast, the two main days of Chinese New Year is finally over, and it's back to work tomorrow. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I have a good time catching up with one or two of my favourite cousins during this season, and of course, quality time spent with my family too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I had a good time being out with a good, old(no, not literally) friend, and got back only at about 4am+. Whenever im out with this friend, I never fail to feel carefree, which is good. It just feels good to not have to think about anything else when you are out, be it alone, or with someone else. But, I reckon it is the company that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm rather tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'm quite looking forward to my trip in March. If only I could meet someone at Brissy's Fox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6415785526195269714?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6415785526195269714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6415785526195269714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6415785526195269714' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6041310587255657719</id><published>2009-01-20T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:01:34.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was just reminded of the trip that I had with Junie to Harbourtown back in our uni days. Texted her and told her about it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard this song, 'Lips Of an angel' by Hinder, and it totally reminds me of Dennis, this song seemed to be played during most of our road trips together. And I, definitely miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few minutes ago, was on the phone with Rach and was told by her that Google actually shows you the Streetview of a certain location when you search for a map and scroll all the way. How Interesting. Fine, I gota admit that although I'm a Graduate with a degree in IT, Im not quite a techy person. Ironically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of deep reminiscences, I typed in '14 cordelia st, south brisbane qld 4101 australia' into the Search field on http://maps.google.com/ . Clicked on the designated location point, and scrolled all the way. Till, I saw THE APARTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhilarated. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, folks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6041310587255657719?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6041310587255657719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6041310587255657719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6041310587255657719' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-663813758692447833</id><published>2009-01-15T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:08:52.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had my usual Tennis lesson again today, and I really do enjoy it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, yet again, just before leaving the office building with my colleagues, when the lift stopped at a certain floor, this guy came in, and although the lift was really packed and the least you really wanna do is talk, this guy actually, asked, 'Are you Yvonne? Heard that you are the fastest runner.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I don't know if I should actually feel complimented. But I just smiled and replied yes, I am her. Such things really spread like wildfire within the building, even when you don't know the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..I'm really tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-663813758692447833?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/663813758692447833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/663813758692447833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#663813758692447833' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2021216485059927400</id><published>2009-01-08T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:37:14.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I was just glad that my sis went back on Sunday, after so much drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my second Tennis lesson today. It was really much fun for me, although tiring. Fruitful I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, just a short entry this time. I'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2021216485059927400?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2021216485059927400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2021216485059927400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2021216485059927400' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3311576876777191334</id><published>2008-12-30T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:02:05.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes, being in an executive Beemer definitely feels much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what is it this time.&lt;br /&gt;I am not feeling too good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3311576876777191334?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3311576876777191334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3311576876777191334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#3311576876777191334' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3346040313694686019</id><published>2008-12-23T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:01:20.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, frankly speaking, I hadn't felt good after having that argument with my sister just before bedtime last night in bed. It kept me thinking at work today as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me very uncomfortable. It made me realised that love really blinds someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It somehow scares me, how someone of whom I've shared my sorrows and joys with under the same roof for my good 22 years, have changed in the blink of an eye like that, not having to keep her promise, be it a verbal or non-verbal one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im opinionated that keeping a promise just truly shows how much respect you have for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that, from this moment onward, I will be more wary of my words in front of her, and will try not to speak unless necessary. I'm just not sure if I wanna still maintain that 'close bond' that we used to share anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no confidence in that. At all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3346040313694686019?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3346040313694686019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3346040313694686019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#3346040313694686019' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4250267250006130052</id><published>2008-12-21T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:00:18.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a good friday evening the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not quite expect him to make that statement about me being 'motherly' in that sense. Of all the things that he said, that statement seem to stayed with me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I took that as a compliment be it whether he was just teasing me about it-like he always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being 'motherly' is a compliment to me, as I'd love to have my kids someday. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4250267250006130052?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4250267250006130052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4250267250006130052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4250267250006130052' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4280920561113834271</id><published>2008-12-18T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:27:38.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had been really caught up with work recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, right now, I'm just waiting for my hair to be dry, no, I refuse to use the hairdryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had  my first Tennis Beginner's classes earlier on at the Court in one of the Towers in Suntec City. In case you were wondering, this is co-sponsored by my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being part of the Recreational club, I had come up with this activity, as I had always wanted to learn Tennis from the Professional players themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's first lesson was not too bad, I would say that it suffice for its fundamentals, and I'm satisfied with it, although Im just aching. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so much so for that, I forgot all about my department dinner tomorrow until my colleague reminded me earlier on =( It is supposed to end at 9pm. Hopefully I get to meet someone tomorrow, if schedule permits, that is. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4280920561113834271?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4280920561113834271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4280920561113834271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4280920561113834271' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2189650757481429135</id><published>2008-12-05T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:49:55.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, Im officially an 'aunty' today. Congrats to my eldest sis n bro-in-law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for now, I'm just thinking, what's so difficult about waiting when one did not even have the intention to be in that direction at all in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I would have to say, I DID rushed home from work and rushed to get things done on my side as well. Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period. Enough said. Of course I will say whatever I want to. Coz people like him do not seem to be understanding AT ALL. And, it's not like I do this as often as you do. Now I reckon he will at least know how I have had felt the previous few times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just speechless by his so-ever kind words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2189650757481429135?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2189650757481429135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2189650757481429135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2189650757481429135' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2607398530059009893</id><published>2008-12-03T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:11:44.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a good lunch today, although it really wasn't my fav. place to be for lunch, I reckon at the end of the day, it's the company that matters, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..If only I could say something to this other person(NO, not the one whom I lunched with today):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please do not change your party just because of me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just makes me feel so bad. Cuz, in the first place, I dont even feel like turning up, let alone know what this person is up to. Gosh. How disastrous. What should I do.?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2607398530059009893?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2607398530059009893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2607398530059009893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2607398530059009893' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-716554831047116212</id><published>2008-11-30T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:31:54.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, so much so for the whole MIA saga. I reckon a pep talk &lt;s&gt;should be&lt;/s&gt; is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had been a rather tiring day for me, having to be dragged along to the Sitex at the Expo by my dad. Gosh, I have to say that I have never ever like going for such event, unless I know what I want to get out of it, like a laptop, or something. No more next time, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to think that ex-boyfriends are nothing but trouble. Alright, recently this person from my past has 're-started' to email me out of the blue, and occasionally dropping me texts to meetup at timings that you really are not expecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking, 'no, thank you.' I'm just not really interested in meeting up with such people, who took so long to realise what they have lost. Just too bad I reckon, too bad that he(or rather ppl like him) had taken me for granted. Actually, in fact, I know I should be thanking him for letting me go, for allowing me to be the so much stronger and happier person I am today. I'm truly thankful for everything. Well, really too bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, seems like starting from this week, it will be a pretty much packed schedule for me both at and outside work, which is cool. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-716554831047116212?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/716554831047116212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/716554831047116212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#716554831047116212' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3966326644403515960</id><published>2008-11-27T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:00:23.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had my run earlier on, it felt soo good, so soo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out that, Im ready. Ready to Go off alone, that is.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not be given an answer to all the questions that I had previously asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont wanna hear anything at this point in time. I'm alright and contented like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe I have done all the necessary, all that I could and have always been nice in every single thing. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that people who have lived longer(the older they are) will be wiser to tell the 'goodness' out of people, but I'm doubting that now. I dont think it applies for all anymore. It is not necessarily that the older you are, you are more able to 'tell' the 'goodness' of someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, right now, it's really okie, Im just very much contented with no answer. And I dont think I want/need it anymore, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten my appetite back and things are all good now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Please DO NOT return!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm not worried as I've got a number of them, of whom, are 'on-standby' for me..if you know what I mean ;) I think I'm sounding like my cheeky self here. Gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3966326644403515960?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3966326644403515960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3966326644403515960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3966326644403515960' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8329580733721295744</id><published>2008-11-25T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:51:42.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was just logging into my Qantas Frequent Flyer account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sooo tempted to get a ticket to somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8329580733721295744?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8329580733721295744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8329580733721295744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#8329580733721295744' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-5907995560367960010</id><published>2008-11-23T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:51:21.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had just walked my dog up Mount Faber a while ago, since I was feeling 'unwell'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I made a major(to me at least) decision yesterday and went through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was just finally determined to let go and get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was the frequent non-responsiveness and MIA periods that got me frustrated, whereby it had really reached my peak. Personally, Im alright with waiting, on the condition that I have an answer of how long more the other party needs. Just like my colleague, she's in her 30+s, and she's in a rather similar situation as mine, but 'better' in that sense, at least there's the fact that she knows how much time the other party needs before being able to feel 'settled down'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a normal friend will respond to one, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that was not the best approach in the mode of communication upon letting go of my thoughts and for myself to be heard(which I had been wanting to do on previous occasions but had been unsuccessful). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm just very opinionated that if someone wants to communicate, he/she will do so no matter how long/difficult it might seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-5907995560367960010?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5907995560367960010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5907995560367960010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5907995560367960010' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4872998738221889945</id><published>2008-11-21T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:51:51.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had claimed my OIL this afternoon, and that's why Im able to just do an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to clear some personal tasks and also went for a run at West Coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After completing the big round in about 4 minutes plus,&lt;br /&gt;Guy(in his late 20s, close to early 30s): You run quite fast, huh..&lt;br /&gt;I(with my ear phones): Pretended that I was fully concentrating on my music and had ran even fast while ignoring this crazy guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bad pickup line. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Im gonna have to prepare for my evening out later. Have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4872998738221889945?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4872998738221889945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4872998738221889945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4872998738221889945' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6682733639322998248</id><published>2008-11-13T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:55:45.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My evening yesterday wasn't too good, given the bad that I had that 'felt-bad' feeling upon getting home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say thanks to myself for having to knock off at that kind of timing and having to bump into a colleague from another department whom I was really not expecting to see. No, no bad experience or anything. Just that he's one of those whom I'm avoiding contact with that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I felt bad was because I had rejected being sheltered by him under his umbrella. Giving the reason that I do not like brollies(although that's a fact).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the more I tried walking under the rain, the nearer he came to me. In the end, he gave up. And walked in the rain with me. Gosh, I really felt bad. He really did not have to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't like carrying umbrellas at all. That made me felt bad upon returning home yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I found this interesting article - '&lt;a href="http://au.lifestyle.yahoo.com/b/womens-health/1653/56-reasons-to-have-sex/"&gt;56 Reasons to have sex&lt;/a&gt;'. Have a good read and make use of ALL the reasons! Anyway, I'm opinionated that reasons shouldn't even be needed at all for such activities!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6682733639322998248?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6682733639322998248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6682733639322998248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6682733639322998248' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-7097330198087464397</id><published>2008-11-03T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:12:32.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, in the disguise of wanting to hand me something last night, he popped over for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For these few days, I will be resting at home due to a nerve that I had over-stretched over the weekend. Not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-7097330198087464397?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7097330198087464397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7097330198087464397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7097330198087464397' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-7725480284125287910</id><published>2008-10-19T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:23:16.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I have dragged things for far too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in my opinion, it's time for 'The Talk' when I meet him this coming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No whys, just that after a quick reality check, I'm opinionated that I havent been very truthful with myself until recently(just last week) when something happened and this matter struck me - that I should face up to this whole thing. Whether or not the other party is willing to hear me out/whether he's just gonna avoid this whole issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day will/has to come sooner, just a matter of time, and I think I don't wanna drag on anymore, since I have not gotten a '&lt;b&gt;firm&lt;/b&gt;' or &lt;b&gt;affirmative&lt;/b&gt; answer from him all this while. Just cant seem to figure out the reason behind his holding back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-7725480284125287910?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7725480284125287910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7725480284125287910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7725480284125287910' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8444372621756658203</id><published>2008-10-08T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:33:25.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Though the training was over last week, I still have been rather caught up at work this week, for my next week's upcoming training preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this entry of mine is just to express my frustration over the attention that I've been getting at work, if you get what I mean. Frankly speaking, if you ask me, it's not like I'm skimpily dressed at work. Ironically, I'm opinionated to the fact that although I might be a pretty open-minded female, I do have a touch of conservativeness in me when dressing up for work-ironically. Yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather, it reminded me of the similar kind of attention that I had back in my uni days. Dont know if that is a good or bad thing. But I reckon, at the end of the day, the most important thing is that I feel comfortable with myself and everything else. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm pretty much looking forward to this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8444372621756658203?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8444372621756658203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8444372621756658203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8444372621756658203' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3942645835201882086</id><published>2008-10-01T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:34:22.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been so stressed out and busy for the whole of last week, till yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Drinks with my colleagues down at Cuba Libre yesterday was good. Too bad, we had only managed to catch a little of the live Spanish band performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my elder sis did a stopover in Singapore from London on Thursday and off she was back to Australia on Monday evening. Quality time spent with her? Not much I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stress was due to the limited preparation that I had on hand, given some last minute additional training modules that I was given on Tuesday(yesterday). That was really pushing me to my threshold. I really did not know that my threshold could be pushed to its limits, honestly. Im just glad it was all over in the afternoon yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I think if someone is not gonna be so understanding with me at all, then so be it. You just either take my explanation, or leave it, like you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3942645835201882086?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3942645835201882086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3942645835201882086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3942645835201882086' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-516828103603932096</id><published>2008-09-17T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:30:24.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im thinking that this whole Lehman Brothers saga and its aftermath is just kind horrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still discussing with my mum as to whether I should terminate one of my policies with AIA, since its main office seems to be on the headlines as the 'next foreseen' one being on the brink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I reckon all should be fine, and that I should be able to leave them as it is. Since I was browsing through http://www.MSNBC.com ,and it appeared that Fed had actually bought over almost 80% of AIG's shares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, all should be safe. =) I'm glad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-516828103603932096?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/516828103603932096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/516828103603932096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#516828103603932096' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2820332694621610713</id><published>2008-09-14T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:34:56.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just realised I haven't blogged for a week or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had been rather busy at work the whole of last week, busy with my preparation to give the online training to my overseas counterparts, and also for my upcoming training to be given to colleagues of another department, of which, most if not all, I would say, are pretty much around or definitely older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fine, Im not that intimidated by the fact that Im the youngest, and yet I've gotta train these audiences. Not at all ~ since this isn't actually my first time being a trainer. More to come and I'm quite looking forward to it, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont quite like my confidence at times. At times, I wish I had less of it. Some people do like my confidence, while it drives others really mad at other times. But, there's just nothing I can do. My confidence level is there. You either wanna live with it or deal with it yourself. There's nothing I can do about it if you feel intimidated by that. I sound bad here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from work, I have been doing my long distance runs every alternate days, otherwise, every other day. As I mentioned previously, it's to prep myself up for the upcoming competitive run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents will be away again for this coming weekend and also the weekend in October that falls on the 20-something, not sure when that is though. It's still a month away I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2820332694621610713?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2820332694621610713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2820332694621610713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#2820332694621610713' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-1053386865107340151</id><published>2008-09-06T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:44:49.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mum's words during the recent trip suddenly dawned upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted, 'I'm not gonna care as to who you are going out with, as long as you happy, that is the most important thing'. Her words somehow makes me feel at ease and feel me with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess last night was the very first time we were together just before his birthday(today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this man: Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im gonna be waking up early for a morning jog at 6am, as I foresee myself needing to do tons of catching up in preparation for my upcoming competitive run, representing my company. That somehow gives me some pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know it is definitely unnecessary stress that I so often put on myself(like what he said about me). Well, I guess Im just someone who works much better being under pressure. To me, I reckon that without stress, nothing changes, of which, equates to zero improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, fine. I will follow his advice, and (try to) just do it as a normal run in the upcoming one in October.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-1053386865107340151?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1053386865107340151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1053386865107340151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1053386865107340151' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8064958673998271771</id><published>2008-09-01T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:34:00.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im not actually feeling very well at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Probably I haven't been resting much enough, especially during my trip, having to go out early in the morning and having to only get back to the home/hotel late at night. Or, it might be because of the climate change that I'm actually feeling a lil sick now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I just thought I'd do a quick update&lt;br /&gt;-Came back to SIN just in the evening yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;-Flew back to Brisbane from Sydney on Tuesday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;-Sunshine Coast(yet again) on Wed&lt;br /&gt;-Gold Coast on Thursday&lt;br /&gt;-Back to Brissy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall let you in on the pictures with most of them including captions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSJ9QwXVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/sg25fqM8rjw/s1600-h/IMG_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSJ9QwXVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/sg25fqM8rjw/s320/IMG_0516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241013659881200978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st Stop in Sydney~Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSKNdOChI/AAAAAAAAAXg/LLrRgqs3PqY/s1600-h/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSKNdOChI/AAAAAAAAAXg/LLrRgqs3PqY/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241013664228444690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute advert. @ a Monorail Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSKfZTvSI/AAAAAAAAAXo/T6Mn5CjkvBM/s1600-h/IMG_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSKfZTvSI/AAAAAAAAAXo/T6Mn5CjkvBM/s320/IMG_0521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241013669043879202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paddy's Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSKStNsPI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FuQe5bAB56E/s1600-h/IMG_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSKStNsPI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FuQe5bAB56E/s320/IMG_0527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241013665637708018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Light Rail~Just outside Paddy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSKcE0AdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Hndi9fhj2xM/s1600-h/IMG_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSKcE0AdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Hndi9fhj2xM/s320/IMG_0529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241013668152607186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fish Market~They've got tons of seafood shops there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTEpCR9kI/AAAAAAAAAYA/06-Yk0kHRRo/s1600-h/IMG_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTEpCR9kI/AAAAAAAAAYA/06-Yk0kHRRo/s320/IMG_0530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241014668064060994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTEyOncQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/O3Xl62eaM7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTEyOncQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/O3Xl62eaM7Y/s320/IMG_0532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241014670531719426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cold &amp; yet fresh seafood ~Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTE8sMT8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/KdLmzDzeXGA/s1600-h/IMG_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTE8sMT8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/KdLmzDzeXGA/s320/IMG_0533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241014673340125122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our big seafood platter~Loved the baked oysters with bacon bits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTFL4c2TI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3Nqu3xUcaZg/s1600-h/IMG_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTFL4c2TI/AAAAAAAAAYY/3Nqu3xUcaZg/s320/IMG_0536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241014677418072370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really fresh, succulent, cold prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTFCGjyEI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AQWq92mYEPk/s1600-h/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvTFCGjyEI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AQWq92mYEPk/s320/IMG_0537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241014674792892482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Variety of oysters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvT_lNWo_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/kL_DmWuFrcY/s1600-h/IMG_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvT_lNWo_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/kL_DmWuFrcY/s320/IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241015680649044978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Lobsters~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvT_29lUdI/AAAAAAAAAYw/NSLfpPTMFQ4/s1600-h/IMG_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvT_29lUdI/AAAAAAAAAYw/NSLfpPTMFQ4/s320/IMG_0544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241015685414736338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yet, another pose of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvT__NCytI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9QsfpH0DF20/s1600-h/IMG_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvT__NCytI/AAAAAAAAAY4/9QsfpH0DF20/s320/IMG_0547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241015687627066066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty vintage car~I adore it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUAB0mcGI/AAAAAAAAAZA/VvPHw3-TQHI/s1600-h/IMG_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUAB0mcGI/AAAAAAAAAZA/VvPHw3-TQHI/s320/IMG_0550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241015688329850978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUAOs1QzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/_QA1Nodce0c/s1600-h/IMG_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUAOs1QzI/AAAAAAAAAZI/_QA1Nodce0c/s320/IMG_0552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241015691786928946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUyRVQjnI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1T2HRR-XxQY/s1600-h/IMG_0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUyRVQjnI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1T2HRR-XxQY/s320/IMG_0559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241016551486819954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their train station, unlike their monorail or Light Rail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUy4ch7RI/AAAAAAAAAZY/QMCJO6Y2h3o/s1600-h/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUy4ch7RI/AAAAAAAAAZY/QMCJO6Y2h3o/s320/IMG_0562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241016561986301202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydney Harbour Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUy_CEztI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ND4P7cQ6Xy8/s1600-h/IMG_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUy_CEztI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ND4P7cQ6Xy8/s320/IMG_0566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241016563754389202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ever-iconic Sydney Opera House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUyz_oKxI/AAAAAAAAAZo/rmrlOXq2eT4/s1600-h/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUyz_oKxI/AAAAAAAAAZo/rmrlOXq2eT4/s320/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241016560791333650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUzENPpfI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lW63lJdbcFE/s1600-h/IMG_0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvUzENPpfI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lW63lJdbcFE/s320/IMG_0576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241016565143414258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thought this was nice too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanJ-bYbI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/s8MqqoZnGQk/s1600-h/IMG_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanJ-bYbI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/s8MqqoZnGQk/s320/IMG_0578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241022957603217842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanEMIobI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FXa_4hbS4rI/s1600-h/IMG_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanEMIobI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FXa_4hbS4rI/s320/IMG_0581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241022956050096562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Famous American Krispy Kreme Doughnut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanWS2kLI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FLcxILbbUPE/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanWS2kLI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FLcxILbbUPE/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241022960910110898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanVCn89I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/dC4sCHaoVmM/s1600-h/IMG_0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanVCn89I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/dC4sCHaoVmM/s320/IMG_0584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241022960573608914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pancake House @ The Rocks, similar to the one we have in Brissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanmxqvyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/h5QNl5TUHEU/s1600-h/IMG_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvanmxqvyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/h5QNl5TUHEU/s320/IMG_0585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241022965334327074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbUZPlZzI/AAAAAAAAAag/hlQfxHeuu0E/s1600-h/IMG_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbUZPlZzI/AAAAAAAAAag/hlQfxHeuu0E/s320/IMG_0587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241023734795822898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weekend Market @ The Rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbUaiVsRI/AAAAAAAAAao/CHJjhCCqZe0/s1600-h/IMG_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbUaiVsRI/AAAAAAAAAao/CHJjhCCqZe0/s320/IMG_0590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241023735142920466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;White Choc Coated Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbUrZWp6I/AAAAAAAAAaw/w-rlwZ0Spzw/s1600-h/IMG_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbUrZWp6I/AAAAAAAAAaw/w-rlwZ0Spzw/s320/IMG_0595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241023739668637602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random shot taken when we were on board the ferry to Manly Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbUjiXnCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/uk4ugxsAo1w/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbUjiXnCI/AAAAAAAAAa4/uk4ugxsAo1w/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241023737558965282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbU3y4GzI/AAAAAAAAAbA/goXRI-mirQM/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvbU3y4GzI/AAAAAAAAAbA/goXRI-mirQM/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241023742996912946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Manly Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcQpnZAPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Pd5_P3D9nTk/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcQpnZAPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Pd5_P3D9nTk/s320/IMG_0604.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241024769982791922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcQiyTbOI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/toTpIseJ0MA/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcQiyTbOI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/toTpIseJ0MA/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241024768149515490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcQzyg4gI/AAAAAAAAAbY/NANv2J_MX1c/s1600-h/IMG_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcQzyg4gI/AAAAAAAAAbY/NANv2J_MX1c/s320/IMG_0608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241024772713800194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcQ8hkQhI/AAAAAAAAAbg/a7pLi0vLCWs/s1600-h/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcQ8hkQhI/AAAAAAAAAbg/a7pLi0vLCWs/s320/IMG_0609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241024775058637330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcROOwaxI/AAAAAAAAAbo/PoSTImIcXz0/s1600-h/IMG_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcROOwaxI/AAAAAAAAAbo/PoSTImIcXz0/s320/IMG_0613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241024779811580690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcwNdZCtI/AAAAAAAAAbw/yMa2sZAnVFY/s1600-h/IMG_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcwNdZCtI/AAAAAAAAAbw/yMa2sZAnVFY/s320/IMG_0614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241025312180472530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The water is really that clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcwUrmsII/AAAAAAAAAb4/SroEUA0aOPg/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcwUrmsII/AAAAAAAAAb4/SroEUA0aOPg/s320/IMG_0615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241025314119135362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcweWVBrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OukSFEeWY8I/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcweWVBrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OukSFEeWY8I/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241025316714251954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random shot of Shelly Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcwvIIWOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tg0HyT5L6bY/s1600-h/IMG_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcwvIIWOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tg0HyT5L6bY/s320/IMG_0618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241025321218103522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcwhyfYVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/slK1Wb4qJbI/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvcwhyfYVI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/slK1Wb4qJbI/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241025317637677394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from Darling Harbour Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdYa2cj4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/_MaHO6sMs-8/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdYa2cj4I/AAAAAAAAAcY/_MaHO6sMs-8/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026002969988994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from Darling Harbour Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdYl957JI/AAAAAAAAAcg/r5ClnZQM7mg/s1600-h/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdYl957JI/AAAAAAAAAcg/r5ClnZQM7mg/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026005954063506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from Darling Harbour Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdYpgYgAI/AAAAAAAAAco/-b6pL-RpQIQ/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdYpgYgAI/AAAAAAAAAco/-b6pL-RpQIQ/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026006903980034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from Darling Harbour Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdY8EgG6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/2y9HzjjlgM8/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdY8EgG6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/2y9HzjjlgM8/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026011887311778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My fav. Churros-Almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdY0YeqgI/AAAAAAAAAc4/o23CdJU11A4/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvdY0YeqgI/AAAAAAAAAc4/o23CdJU11A4/s320/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026009823619586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-XLBU3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/XnLp9D_OvKI/s1600-h/IMG_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-XLBU3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/XnLp9D_OvKI/s320/IMG_0637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026654817571698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been to Noosa countless times, but this is yet the 1st time to its National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-qVeQVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/81vza-oNYkk/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-qVeQVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/81vza-oNYkk/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026659961684306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In memories of a Koala that died from a dog's attack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-r7qbrI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/hl-AR-bdZ0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-r7qbrI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/hl-AR-bdZ0Q/s320/IMG_0642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026660390301362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-xKH3ZI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Qo4n4IB3AIU/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-xKH3ZI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Qo4n4IB3AIU/s320/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026661793127826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back in Brissy~My fav 'Gunshop Cafe'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-1vdCSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/gjglhLGGGrk/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvd-1vdCSI/AAAAAAAAAdg/gjglhLGGGrk/s320/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241026663023446306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tons of people in Southbank awaiting the Riverfest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvfM3CRDRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wGO3vORS7zk/s1600-h/IMG_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvfM3CRDRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wGO3vORS7zk/s320/IMG_0680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241028003400584466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvfM-OU6eI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bENRlWVSBr4/s1600-h/IMG_0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvfM-OU6eI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bENRlWVSBr4/s320/IMG_0682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241028005330217442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will see if I can try to upload and share a short video of the Riverfest(fireworks mainly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now I guess. I've really gotta rest now as I'm really not feeling well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8064958673998271771?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8064958673998271771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8064958673998271771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8064958673998271771' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SLvSJ9QwXVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/sg25fqM8rjw/s72-c/IMG_0516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-524114775047234012</id><published>2008-08-21T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:59:43.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, this is my second night here in Brissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rather cold(cool) here, being winter. Oh, just got another pair of boots too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While, not having the company of my sis in the morning till afternoon, I had re-visited places that had kept running through my mind, even way before my trip. Had gone back to the apartment I had stayed in previously, Cordelia St, that is. Lingered around the entrancefor a while and off I went to my 2nd and final stop- The Fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, having gone to these two places just invoked a very 'light' and joyful feeling in me, of which, of course, Im rather pleased about. I feel totally 'cleansed' of it now. Absolutely. It is a rather psychological thing for me, but it does work. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, had met up with Amy(for shopping), Celia and Vig for dinner at PIAF, a French Restaurant in south bank and then of course my fav Batavia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be flying off to Sydney tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im about to turn in now as Im really tired, even though it's only 10pm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: The one whom I had last met with for Tue's lunch before I left for Brissy,&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here. Miss you much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 random shots of the two places which I had re-visited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SK1Wv73PC8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/xNbQnMjxKco/s1600-h/IMG_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SK1Wv73PC8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/xNbQnMjxKco/s320/IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236937323224959938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SK1WwO43nFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IDUX7g3Oue4/s1600-h/IMG_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SK1WwO43nFI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IDUX7g3Oue4/s320/IMG_0496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236937328332086354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-524114775047234012?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/524114775047234012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/524114775047234012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#524114775047234012' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SK1Wv73PC8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/xNbQnMjxKco/s72-c/IMG_0495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2207066803830341904</id><published>2008-08-17T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:53:14.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished watching 'Fast and Furious' on Cinemax. Typical racing movie, since I can't seem to occupy my mind with anything earlier on. And much earlier on, caught abit of the National Day Rally. So much about the fertility rate and increase in ERP gantries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanced upon this interesting adultery article online. A smart woman I would say. Click &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20080814/tts-australia-adultery-auction-internet-79adaf4.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to sleep that well these few days. As a matter of fact, a glass of Cahas been my evening therapy before I sleep these few nights, even just about ten minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Im tired. And, I wanna back off. In all ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I hate to say this, but I still miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2207066803830341904?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2207066803830341904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2207066803830341904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2207066803830341904' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4364135876402667224</id><published>2008-08-13T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:54:27.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 6 more days and Im off 'alone'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was actually feeling a little emotional thinking about certain things earlier on in the evening after knocking off, but thought I should keep myself occupied with doing things, keeping myself busy, so as to distract me. Like what I told M the other evening, I don't really see the point to think about issues that dont make u feel good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, to actually, either 'confront' the issue/person and work it out, or, if unsolvable, give yourself some time, do things that make you happy, and naturally in time to come, you will snap out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this afternoon, a colleague in the next cubicle was just confiding in me, telling me about how her current boyfriend(in his late 30s), who's actually in the midst of a divorce, due to having his wife having cheated on him. Ironically, she's wanting to claim the house without having come up with a single cent for it, and wanting to get eighty percent of his property. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor lady, she's such a nice one and yet has to put up with what's really going on. All I could do was to lend her a ear, and told her to be by him, firmly. Cause I reckon that is probably what her man needs at this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all so dramatic, but now you/I see that such things does happen in real life. It's just so sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4364135876402667224?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4364135876402667224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4364135876402667224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4364135876402667224' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6440420766911386398</id><published>2008-08-06T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:35:13.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He had lunched with me today during my lunch hours. It was good, but without his irritations, it could have been even better. Though I won't deny the fact that, without his terrible jokes/crankiness, it wouldn't have been that fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering that his upcoming workplace is 'so near yet so far' from my place, I dont actually think we would meet up for lunch anyway. Unlesss he's as hardworking as my mum to actually meet me somewhere in the middle, where each of us walk abit and then meet at a midpoint for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mentioned? I got my very first appraisal conducted today. I would have to say that Im proud of myself, that I was complimented on 'being very matured for someone of my age to handle people &amp; issues'. That absolutely lifted my spirits after leaving the 'session'. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Im rather tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6440420766911386398?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6440420766911386398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6440420766911386398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6440420766911386398' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2178769321389844927</id><published>2008-07-30T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T22:45:14.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had just chanced upon this online article about a study being done in the States. Having it mentioned about 'soy'. Yes, like Soya Bean-there you go, soy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this article is about '&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20080730/tts-us-health-infertility-food-972e412.html"&gt;Soy reduces sperm count: study&lt;/a&gt;'. Click on the link and have a read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly how it can help women while it puts men at a disadvantage for such a healthy thing like soy itself. That's good knowledge. I will make sure he is aware of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about, doing it, having one, and then leaving in silence without letting the other party know? Well, I might.&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2178769321389844927?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2178769321389844927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2178769321389844927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2178769321389844927' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-632838314691337151</id><published>2008-07-23T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:57:01.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was actually rather pissed earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't exactly comprehend how fun it can actually be to make a joke out of a question that I had asked, even when specifically said, 'seriously'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Im know to love to joke and laugh, I do have my serious side too. And, I do hope I can be treated with respect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this might be a minor thing, this isn't the first time. Now, according to one of Leanne Rimes's verse, she says 'Shame on you if you fool me once', and 'shame on me if you fool me twice'. How appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to ponder again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I had better some rest now even though Im on leave tomorrow to settle some personal stuffs, as Im feeling sick right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont understand why Im feeling what Im feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-632838314691337151?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/632838314691337151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/632838314691337151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#632838314691337151' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-230592008565025552</id><published>2008-07-20T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:20:05.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exactly 30 more days to my Brissy trip --&gt; alone ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eldest sister's birthday today. So --&gt; the usual cake celebration and dinner out at The Line earlier on. I'd still have to say that Im very much for 'The Line'. Although M claims that The Line is really overrated(like what he always says about almost every single thing that I praise about). So, there you see, one of our common 'never-concluded' arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had, so, coincidentally chanced upon her colleague.&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say that it was very unusual--&gt; the situation that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to me, it seems like even engaged couples with registered homes can just fall apart like that. No, Im not implying that they have fallen apart. Just that the situation seemed like there is an inclination to it. Oh, whatever. It is pretty much none of my business anyway, am I not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having this whole separated and divorcees discussion with my mum. And it seemed like she, too, finds that it is getting very common this days, even among young adults, as early as 20 years old. Sometimes, it makes me feel like I'm the conservative one, and my mum, is the open-minded person instead. What irony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-230592008565025552?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/230592008565025552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/230592008565025552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#230592008565025552' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2211076237074481794</id><published>2008-07-15T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:16:07.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent been feeling too well since yesterday. As a matter of fact, I had taken medical as I felt giddy the moment I had woken up. And, upon getting up from bed yesterday, I had felt as though I was gonna faint anytime soon. So I had absolutely no choice but to call in sick for the day. Well, had gone to see the panel doctors and was told that I've got low blood pressure.. I dont quite know what that means. Im just told by my mum and colleagues that Im supposed to take more chicken essence which help to nourish my blood flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had just found this short answer to this question: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is low blood pressure bad for your health?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have lower blood pressures have a lower risk of stroke, kidney disease, and heart disease. Athletes, people who exercise regularly, people who maintain ideal body weight, and non-smokers tend to have lower blood pressures. Therefore, low blood pressure is desirable as long as it is not low enough to cause symptoms and damage organs in the body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I had coincidentally met my housemate in vivo after work earlier on. I'm just getting sick of the usual 'wadz-ur-number' conversation that every single one of us can never escape from. But it was alright, it was really a short chatup anyway. And yes, I do miss my evening jogs that I had back in Brisbane along the 10km river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I dont know why the feeling is so strange at the moment. Right now, I just seem to miss him as much as I did during Semester 1. I remember, there was an evening, when my sister came back late from lab, and I was just tearing away from missing him so much. Yes, she saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the absence of him is making me miss him even more. Good and bad I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2211076237074481794?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2211076237074481794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2211076237074481794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2211076237074481794' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3526663035393937033</id><published>2008-07-13T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T00:31:50.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being with him has always given me a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me about his 'plan'. It invoked a very sullen feeling in me. Had told him about it later on, but was sort of 'assured' by him otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say. I'm just hoping for the best for him. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3526663035393937033?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3526663035393937033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3526663035393937033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3526663035393937033' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8198080499102871455</id><published>2008-07-06T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:18:57.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a pity I couldnt join my family and also my sister and bro-in-law's parents for the dinner today, due to work commitments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are yet again gonna be away for the coming weekends. Sigh. What can I say. As long as they like it I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as of now, I should be occupied on Fri evening and sat till early evening, about 8+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just see. I wont ask unless asked..if you understand what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well....Im tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8198080499102871455?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8198080499102871455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8198080499102871455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8198080499102871455' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-9020868819838706157</id><published>2008-07-01T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:11:15.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, although 3 days have passed, my mind is still very much occupied with it. So, I have decided to give myself some time to 'recover'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, I was telling my mum that M had came down the other to be there with me as well. And, that I had truly appreciated that. Since my mum and I were sort of on the topic the last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gota get up pretty early for tomorrow as I've got something on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-9020868819838706157?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/9020868819838706157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/9020868819838706157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#9020868819838706157' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2813844957131740396</id><published>2008-06-29T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:08:38.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im feeling rather lethargic, listless and tired now, as I literally did not get any sleep at all last night - having to have my eyes wide open all night long, thinking about all the different possible scenarios that could have been worse/better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a traumatic evening last night. The only thing that I had really wanted was for M, to be there with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had then texted him telling about what happened(with sarcasm - as I was still angry with him over that text he had sent on Thur evening).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end, I was glad that he had rushed down at about 1am just to be there with me(although I had my really close with me as well). Truly appreciated that he rushed down there just to be by me - although he was about to hit the sack. Without him being there, I might have felt even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I do truly appreciate my bro-in-law and my eldest sis for rushing down this morning and speaking to me. After having the mini interrogation by my bro-in-law, it somehow calmed me down a little(though I was(and still am) worried). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its gonna be a very stressful and yet critical morning for me tomorrow. But I have to get through, regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you are here now. Miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2813844957131740396?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2813844957131740396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2813844957131740396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2813844957131740396' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4691744586710550859</id><published>2008-06-27T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:59:50.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, surprise surprise. I am home on a Friday night as an ex-colleague of mine couldn't make it tonight as he has to entertain some clients. But, that's fine I reckon cuz he still drops by our office pretty often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have to drop by Rio's place in Bukit Timah to collect some stuffs from his sister, Lissa later on, probably at 10plus.&lt;br /&gt;So right now, I have two alternative action plans:&lt;br /&gt;Either&lt;br /&gt;- join my friends at MOS later for some drinks, or,&lt;br /&gt;- come back home to rest and drink and chill(which stands a higher possibility-Gosh, think im really getting older), or,&lt;br /&gt;- sleep early tonight and meet my boss for him to teach me blading tomorrow..Yes, strange I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's either that I will join my friends at MOS tonight or join a colleague at St James tomorrow night. That will depend on my mood for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for now, I would have to say I'm not in a good moood. Cuz I'm feeling pissed by how someone could actually vent his frustration on me. I dont need such crap at all. Please get GOING if you're venting such ridiculous frustration on me. It's just so uncalled for!! And when you've cooled down, you may then look for me. And I'll take it from there and see how I wanna handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I hope he backs off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here for him to lean on, not for him to give me such crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall have an enjoyable evening.  I must.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4691744586710550859?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4691744586710550859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4691744586710550859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4691744586710550859' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4047208017195769211</id><published>2008-06-23T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:24:48.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had my dinner after my jog.&lt;br /&gt;And, am starting to think that I've got a pretty routine running schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Days are fixed on either Monday or Tuesday after work. Yes, not in the early morning anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 7ish to 8ish, spending about 17-19 minutes around the vicinity, and then about 5-7minutes about Mt Faber. That's about from the Start of the Pearl Condo and then up all the way to the very first bench where there is a good lookout view, and where I couldn't help but to think about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I can't help it but to bring this up, as I was sort of 'bugged' while walking down the slope. This guy(man), in his MR-S had ridiculously reversed back, down an up-slope, asking if I want a ride. I had then just put on both my ear-phones, looked away and walked quicklu down the slope. Firstly, I was in my very normal sports attire. Secondly, from a driver's point of view, it's just so freaking dangerous to be reversing down an up-slope, cuz you just can't see what's coming from behind. Lastly, I really do not take a fancy for men who own a sports vehicle. And no, not 'sour grapes' theory, but it's just my personal preference. Just starting to wonder, why do some males like that exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they think that owning a sports car can just allow them to pick ladies up freely just like that? For others, yes perhaps you can give it a go. For me, no, thank you. I'm not that easy to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, instead of owning a sports vehicle, I would rather be seated comfortably in one which is luxurious and yet has good performance. I'm hoping for a Benz by my early 30s. Hard work all the way. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all, my evening was..er...alright. I reckon. If not for the male one. Although it isn't really the first time that I've encountered things like that, it just makes me feel uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I need to sincerely thank my bro-in-law for helping me to hunt for the song, 'Baby, Don't you break my heart slow' by Vonda Shepard. I have been looking for it for months but there didnt seem to be any sources. It is one of my old favourites, which brings me bittersweet memories back in Primary school with all my girly class &amp; school mates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4047208017195769211?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4047208017195769211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4047208017195769211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4047208017195769211' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3193868340429925223</id><published>2008-06-18T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:47:40.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I say Goodbye to you...Goodbye to everything that I thought I knew...&lt;br /&gt;Part quoted from a song, entitled 'Goodbye to You' by Michelle Branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've just been rather busy at work recently, shall not go into what I have been doing at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like my parents are gonna be away for the weekends again next week. So I reckon I'll probably either be out for some drinks or be drinking at home with Reina. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about drinking. It reminds me of one of my much older colleague, about two cycles after me, who said that I can hold my alcohol well. Saying how he had always thought I'm a very decent and good girl.. I was just utterly speechless by how he could have brought two very irrelevant issues together and associate them together. I mean, how is decency measured by how good a drinker you are? I totally don't get it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stand in this case, would be to argue that, ladies like myself probably are able to drink, cuz I have been 'trained' overseas. Anyway, and I see that as a good thing you see, being a good drinker will just mean that men will not be able to mess around with you in a bar. Unless you pretend/choose to let them be. If you get what Im saying here. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm tired and yet missing someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3193868340429925223?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3193868340429925223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3193868340429925223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3193868340429925223' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3203718362208222448</id><published>2008-06-15T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:04:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had met up with Junie last night for her belated celebration. It was really nice having to catch up with her over dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I did have a fantabulous time last night. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning, had gone with my parents for the PC show(yet again) this morning. So coincidentally, had met Junie there in Suntec as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I'm really not a big fan of crowds and unmovable traffic(both human &amp; on the road). But I saw the need to compromise since my dad wants to get some gadgets yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as for the evening, - being Father's Day, we did out dinner at No Signboard, the Vivo outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I'm wanting to hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it but thinking about him now. Missing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3203718362208222448?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3203718362208222448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3203718362208222448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3203718362208222448' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-376611405205980941</id><published>2008-06-11T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:18:30.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have never ever liked watching TV that much, until somehow or another, I seemed to be so hooked up on the Travel &amp; Living channel, with it's cooking and also the travel programmes..Apart from the Travel &amp; Living channel, the next one that I'm so ever hooked up on is the Fashion TV channel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad last night when I sort of maligned him about how his actions really spoke louder than his words, and little did I know that he had been knocking off late from work this week. However, i did bring out a thought to counter propose to his reason.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it's all good. And, frankly speaking, I'm actually glad in a way, as that is considered communication to me. No matter how minor or major. =) Cuz, if it Communication does not exist, doubts and thoughts would never ever be cleared you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough about me. I'm just about to show you a photo of Reina when I chanced upon her sleeping outside my door the other day. Told my mum to see her as well. We had a good laugh as to how she could have slept in this manner, having her back legs.....U just have a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SE_sjBCHgvI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7t7Uzqnvn8U/s1600-h/SP_A0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SE_sjBCHgvI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7t7Uzqnvn8U/s320/SP_A0039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210643380207846130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she just adorable. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-376611405205980941?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/376611405205980941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/376611405205980941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#376611405205980941' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SE_sjBCHgvI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7t7Uzqnvn8U/s72-c/SP_A0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8406913711958019279</id><published>2008-06-09T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:11:18.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been so busy at work that I hardly even have time for the ladies(I swear).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd share:&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been hearing about how quite a number of couples getting divorces and stuffs. Or, even how some of my friends' parents have gotten a divorce and on a second marriage, have been so happily married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in all these cases, some of them are either due to one party cheating on the other, or that both no longer feel for each other-Yes, sad I know.&lt;br /&gt;Alright look, out of these few cheating cases that I know of, 5 out of the 6 divorces are due to the females having to cheat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very surprised by that. I have been having quite a number of social discussions with people around me(Both ladies &amp; men that is). And, it was agreed that noticeably, most local men do not really speak up much these day, which might lead to the ladies being 'bored' and so much so that they have a high tendency to cheat and to seek new adventures. Really makes me wonder whether my personal opinion of local men is true-that they're no longer speaking up much..so much so that we singaporean ladies have to be the so-called aggressive ones to speak up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought to myself, if my man is not gonna communicate with me and open up to me at all, I would rather leave. Alright, I have to say that, after quite a number of failed relationships in the past, I would tell you that now I truly believe that honesty and good communication are the two important criteria that I'm looking for. And, since I believe I'm able to fulfill this 2 criteria of mine, I definitely will expect my other half to be just like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel like I'm not getting anywhere near to my 'ultimate destination'-like I'm not making any progress to get to where I want myself to be in a couple of years down the road(yes, I do look far ahead in life), that I feel like it's time for me to leave. Perhaps. And, if he returns, then good for us. Good things always do have a bitter start. Like what it has always been said "If it's bitter at the start, it's always sweeter in the end."- I do have faith in that too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I still miss him every day and night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8406913711958019279?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8406913711958019279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8406913711958019279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8406913711958019279' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-7345649300990285149</id><published>2008-06-04T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:42:18.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just thought I would share this interesting piece of article that caught my attention while checking my mailbox &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20080604/tts-health-australia-hiv-79adaf4.html"&gt;News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm going to bed - with extra sweet dreams. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-7345649300990285149?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7345649300990285149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7345649300990285149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#7345649300990285149' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-1412533250631932196</id><published>2008-05-31T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T01:14:54.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im missing him at this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I reckon it won't be too long before I get to see him again. So, that's good news for me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz he's the next thing I think about when I'm at work - apart from work itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-1412533250631932196?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1412533250631932196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1412533250631932196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1412533250631932196' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-1305221054207623892</id><published>2008-05-20T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:20:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel quite happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No particular reason. Perhaps, just that I got a message from M this morning. And somehow or rather, it just brightens up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you know, how you feel have this 'blue' feeling after having a long weekend. And then just a simple text from someone can just cheer u up easily just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had gone for my usual evening jog after work earlier on and it feels good to just let out your stress by exercising n keeping in shape at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I've got stuffs to do for now.&lt;br /&gt;Shall leave you to enjoy your evening. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-1305221054207623892?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1305221054207623892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1305221054207623892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1305221054207623892' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3369265988488528990</id><published>2008-05-18T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:33:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I have finally brought Reina for her final Vaccination at the clinic along Nee Soon/Sembawang area. So, I'm just looking forward to bring her out for walks and short jogs with me for a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im wanting to share about my unhappiness from 2 calls that I had received in the evening yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;It was from a guy, who isn't close to me at all..I would say that we only hang out when there are occasions to meet up. I.e: a friend's birthday or something. Other than that, no, we do not hear from one another. &lt;br /&gt;To start with, we were discussing about some dinner, and then he started mentioning things like, 'You're a picky eater' and then some other sarcarsm. Alright, fine, I know I am a fussy one when it comes to food. And, I'm changing as much as I possibly can. I don't need that comment. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was naturally pissed. Just in a call, and one can receive such negative comments from someone who is not even close. Amazing. SO, i had texted my elder sis to tell her about my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I know some of you must be thinking who this is, well, he is a good friend of Dennis(Lam)'s. Letz call him, K.&lt;br /&gt;And then came the second call from K. Of course, he naturally disclaimed:"Im calling u up just because I want to make peace with you." "I dont want your sis to come to a stage whereby she has to choose between you or me."-Oh, com'on, that was the freaking ultimate line. I dont see that coming. But, only if he is a tough person. I don't even see that problem with my brother-in-law. So, what is this &lt;b&gt;boy&lt;/b&gt; talking about here? &lt;br /&gt;Okie, the next thing he said was that "What I'm gona say next might sound unpleasant to you but I will still say it..Some of us think that you have changed,duno if it's because ever since you started working or what."&lt;br /&gt;I:"Like how? So, who are the some?"&lt;br /&gt;He:"Like, you're no longer the Yvonne that we used to know back in Brisbane, you used to be very gentle, dont get agitated so easily."&lt;br /&gt;I:"No, then I can say that you dont really know me. I have never been the gentle kind of female..And, I have gotten agitated easily..So who are the some, again? And, anyway, I see the change in me as a good thing..so if you or the other 'some' are not happy with it, then u will have to deal with it urself."&lt;br /&gt;So, K went on telling me only about 3 names(including himself of course).&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, I realised and had felt very sure that it was just himself, who had felt the change in me. Cuz out of the 3 names that he mentioned, I haven't even met up with the other 2 of them since I had last seen them in Brissy. Oh, please, K, just be a better liar the next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm this bitchy on this whole thing because I was acting on my philosophy of 'Doing unto others what you want others to do unto you'..Had kinda complained about this to M last night. It definitely made me felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing, to be frank, I dont like anyone to restrict me to speaking to my sis about any issues that I have on my mind. It's ridiculous why I was 'instructed' by him not to talk to my elder sis after his second call. Absolute preposterity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:I know K has got my blog address, and Im not too sure if he reads or not, and I do not care a bit at all. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, Im thinking about M. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3369265988488528990?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3369265988488528990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3369265988488528990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3369265988488528990' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8330261434661037160</id><published>2008-05-11T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:35:15.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but I just can't seem to get into bed at the moment. So here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because there are a few issues in my mind at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had a very random thought about how Mr Henry might be doing. Very random I know, but my intuition tells me he's doing well. So, just thought I should let this thought out so as to lessen the thoughts on my mind at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not to deny, that I've been thinking alot about someone today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....Anyway, I should be expecting work to keep me very busy this week. Although it has always kept me busy, I'm just hoping that it keeps me extra busy this week so as to keep my mind occupied...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8330261434661037160?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8330261434661037160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8330261434661037160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8330261434661037160' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6358559858652902121</id><published>2008-05-11T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:34:35.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was actually hoping to meet him after my supper with my friends today. But, since he's gotta be 'at work' till next early morning. So, I just thought, forget it. I'm starting to feel a little sick about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's only been just a week since we last met, it felt like ages since the last time we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to say that I haven't been feeling that good recently. So much so, that, I think I'm back to drinking, even at home. And also, just recently, with my colleagues after work along the stretch of bars along Circular Road, Eski Bar, Molly Malone, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just some day, I might just back off. I'm tired, and I don't deserve this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my parents might be going away over this coming long weekend. Hmmmz..Seems like I have to plan something out again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6358559858652902121?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6358559858652902121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6358559858652902121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6358559858652902121' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-7879794195258440388</id><published>2008-05-05T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:35:46.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, right now I have to say that Im missing him at the moment, although he had kept me company on Saturday night, as my parents were away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having him with me just gives me that extra comfort and sense of security, especially when I'm all alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back on Sunday, I have been soo hooked up on the Janice Dickinson's modelling agency on the cable TV, on channel 85. It's just so addictive, seriously. I would advise everyone of you, ladies and men to just watch it. It's a fantastic one that one must not miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im just so tired today.&lt;br /&gt;And, so unfortunately, met this uni friend during lunch when I was with my colleagues. I have always stayed a distance away from him, as I have pretty much disliked his egoistic behaviour and attitude, and what's worst, he brags a lot. C'mnon, what's your point in claiming that your family owns a fashion line when what is really happening is that your family owns a mini textile shop? Such a braggart he is. Gosh. Just don't quite understand why there are such people around, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing you, &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-7879794195258440388?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7879794195258440388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7879794195258440388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7879794195258440388' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6916114959412967683</id><published>2008-04-29T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:09:10.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I have gotten back from Taipei on Sunday evening.Had been so busy and caught up with everything else, workwise, social-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the company leisure was not too bad. As for the country, I wasn't quite used to the local food, and also the crazy traffic. Really. My colleagues couldn't understand the logic behind their traffic regulations. We couldnt understand why we were being horned at when the pedestrian crossing light was green. And, you bet I had a bad time with speaking Mandaring and also recognizing the Chinese characters that were everywhere. It was just absolutely insane. Well, anyway, most importantly, the 3 of us had enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll just leave you to enjoy the photos. Not much of myself though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBch_JiZQAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_C_I7_8i7ck/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBch_JiZQAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_C_I7_8i7ck/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194658063970811906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Wufenpu Wholesale Garment Market~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBch_piZQBI/AAAAAAAAASY/3rJc5PAlP8c/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBch_piZQBI/AAAAAAAAASY/3rJc5PAlP8c/s320/IMG_0389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194658072560746514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~My long lost Quickly bubble Tea shop(Yes, I do love milk tea if you know me well enough)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBch_piZQCI/AAAAAAAAASg/SUEYhzoc0co/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBch_piZQCI/AAAAAAAAASg/SUEYhzoc0co/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194658072560746530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~XiMenDing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBclb5iZQDI/AAAAAAAAASo/sb8d0RdpwhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBclb5iZQDI/AAAAAAAAASo/sb8d0RdpwhQ/s320/IMG_0393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194661856426934322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Just a snapshot of the temperature(16 Deg)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBclcZiZQEI/AAAAAAAAASw/oAe4yFQERdA/s1600-h/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBclcZiZQEI/AAAAAAAAASw/oAe4yFQERdA/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194661865016868930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Random shot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBclc5iZQFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RCJftrCKDNc/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBclc5iZQFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/RCJftrCKDNc/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194661873606803538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pretty flowers, aren't they.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcldJiZQGI/AAAAAAAAATA/G3PLqFtlljc/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcldJiZQGI/AAAAAAAAATA/G3PLqFtlljc/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194661877901770850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A rock that resembled a shoe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcldJiZQHI/AAAAAAAAATI/wms9EUyRUFw/s1600-h/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcldJiZQHI/AAAAAAAAATI/wms9EUyRUFw/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194661877901770866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Yet another natural piece that resembled the head of an empress(Myself, Lay Hoon &amp; Christine)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuVZiZQII/AAAAAAAAATQ/hYyZuZaToII/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuVZiZQII/AAAAAAAAATQ/hYyZuZaToII/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194671640362434690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~A true view that looked fake~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuVpiZQJI/AAAAAAAAATY/0WQzltYH9h8/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuVpiZQJI/AAAAAAAAATY/0WQzltYH9h8/s320/IMG_0419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194671644657402002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Huge compass~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcwLJiZQNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/XJzdoJK8ygo/s1600-h/IMG_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcwLJiZQNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/XJzdoJK8ygo/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194673663292031186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Random shot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuV5iZQKI/AAAAAAAAATg/B8zhLu7qvpw/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuV5iZQKI/AAAAAAAAATg/B8zhLu7qvpw/s320/IMG_0432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194671648952369314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Huaxi Night Market~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuWJiZQLI/AAAAAAAAATo/sa6obUysC9k/s1600-h/IMG_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuWJiZQLI/AAAAAAAAATo/sa6obUysC9k/s320/IMG_0434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194671653247336626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Huaxi Night Market~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuWJiZQMI/AAAAAAAAATw/Nf3l5_kK0jc/s1600-h/IMG_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcuWJiZQMI/AAAAAAAAATw/Nf3l5_kK0jc/s320/IMG_0436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194671653247336642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~TW's version of 'dou sha bing'~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcwLpiZQOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/aEwekMBTiJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcwLpiZQOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/aEwekMBTiJ0/s320/IMG_0439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194673671881965794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~~Took a picture of this really lovely schnauzer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcwL5iZQPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/tQZ5K4XZiGw/s1600-h/IMG_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcwL5iZQPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/tQZ5K4XZiGw/s320/IMG_0442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194673676176933106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~About to leave the Huaxi Night market~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcxX5iZQTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WbHAh4wA3bY/s1600-h/IMG_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcxX5iZQTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WbHAh4wA3bY/s320/IMG_0449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194674981846991154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Taipei 101 Shopping mall(Mostly designer goods)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcyipiZQWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/QahusvrXD_M/s1600-h/IMG_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcyipiZQWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/QahusvrXD_M/s320/IMG_0451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194676266042212706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Gorgeous coloured pieces of blocks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBczBpiZQXI/AAAAAAAAAVI/WfwXQy-KwbQ/s1600-h/IMG_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBczBpiZQXI/AAAAAAAAAVI/WfwXQy-KwbQ/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194676798618157426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Unique design on a building~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcxYJiZQUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wG_R2JXAlv0/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBcxYJiZQUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wG_R2JXAlv0/s320/IMG_0453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194674986141958466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~TW's version of the statue~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0EZiZQYI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/llLJ_n2HOF4/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0EZiZQYI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/llLJ_n2HOF4/s320/IMG_0454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194677945374425474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Start of Shilin Market~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0E5iZQZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/upeHC-xCeYU/s1600-h/IMG_0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0E5iZQZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/upeHC-xCeYU/s320/IMG_0455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194677953964360082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~1st Item~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0y5iZQdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/h5OSqV0GLrU/s1600-h/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0y5iZQdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/h5OSqV0GLrU/s320/IMG_0458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194678744238342610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Waffle Store~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0yZiZQbI/AAAAAAAAAVo/CdEc1xZ5qiY/s1600-h/IMG_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0yZiZQbI/AAAAAAAAAVo/CdEc1xZ5qiY/s320/IMG_0456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194678735648407986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Menu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0y5iZQcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/nqfnLzOgI_w/s1600-h/IMG_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc0y5iZQcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/nqfnLzOgI_w/s320/IMG_0457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194678744238342594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~2nd Shared Item~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc1RpiZQeI/AAAAAAAAAWA/loId16_7_M0/s1600-h/IMG_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc1RpiZQeI/AAAAAAAAAWA/loId16_7_M0/s320/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194679272519320034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Literally Coffin Toast Store~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc1SJiZQfI/AAAAAAAAAWI/B-eX-_VFRE8/s1600-h/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc1SJiZQfI/AAAAAAAAAWI/B-eX-_VFRE8/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194679281109254642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Menu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc1TJiZQgI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ptz4mydh4n4/s1600-h/IMG_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc1TJiZQgI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ptz4mydh4n4/s320/IMG_0462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194679298289123842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~3rd Shared Item(Coffin Toast, literally)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc2jpiZQhI/AAAAAAAAAWY/S59inBKgCRI/s1600-h/IMG_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc2jpiZQhI/AAAAAAAAAWY/S59inBKgCRI/s320/IMG_0467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194680681268593170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~I suppose this is like TW's version of our 'shui jing bao'~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc2kJiZQiI/AAAAAAAAAWg/dwHjr7K-Ius/s1600-h/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc2kJiZQiI/AAAAAAAAAWg/dwHjr7K-Ius/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194680689858527778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~All stacked~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc2kZiZQjI/AAAAAAAAAWo/kHy-aAFSC-A/s1600-h/IMG_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc2kZiZQjI/AAAAAAAAAWo/kHy-aAFSC-A/s320/IMG_0471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194680694153495090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Yes, the renowned Shilin Fried chicken(which tasted totally different from the one we have here in SG)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc2kpiZQkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HFbFFQyOBUQ/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc2kpiZQkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HFbFFQyOBUQ/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194680698448462402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Addition of sesame seeds~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc3npiZQlI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XUvkgc7RL1E/s1600-h/IMG_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBc3npiZQlI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XUvkgc7RL1E/s320/IMG_0477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194681849499697746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Typical bubble tea cum Fruit juice store in Shilin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6916114959412967683?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6916114959412967683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6916114959412967683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6916114959412967683' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/SBch_JiZQAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_C_I7_8i7ck/s72-c/IMG_0386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2084446740951371911</id><published>2008-04-20T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:08:12.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a pretty good night last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had met up with someone at about 1+am yesterday(or rather should it be this early morning.). Timing was alright to me, since I was still watching my korean dramas on my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite funny how he actually said that I was tipsy just because I had a glass of wine before meeting him, not knowing that I've drank even more than that before back in Brissy, and managed to still survive. Alright, point is, I did enjoy his company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To side track, I'm heading to Taiwan(yes, 1st time for me-I never thought I would wanna go anyway). But, this is a company's leisure trip. So yeah, kinda subsidized. This trip is just a short 4 days trip. I will be out of town on Thur till Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, did I mention that just the other day, I had just purchased my ticket to fly back to Brissy on the 19th August? Will be heading there alone first to roam around Brissy. Hopefully, to relive new, wonderful memories at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I would have to turn in as it's gonna be a long day for me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Good nite~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2084446740951371911?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2084446740951371911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2084446740951371911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#2084446740951371911' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8048968632106109410</id><published>2008-04-17T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:59:49.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been pretty busy at work, and also after work, with the additional evening classes that I was tasked to go for. Gosh. Can't believe it. Just when I thought I could leave studying at the back of my mind. Thank god I'm not that kind of student with bad absorbance of learning. Otherwise, I would really remonstrate vehemently. And luckily, this course will end by the end of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. I can't wait for it to end. Evening classes are considered quite tiring, and to make things worse, I've got to go after work for that. Good grief. Oh well, it wll be over soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To side track, I was given another letter at work yesterday, and it really brightened my day. I shall keep it confidential since it is. And only known by my family and people who are close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out for lunch with my colleagues in Raffles Place, met my mum. And then, I met an ex-uni friend-of whom, I decided not to call out to, as I decided this guy just wasn't worthy to be in my social network anymore. Or rather, should I mention that he sort of used to be in my social circle during uni times. No, not that I have something against him or anything like that, it's just like, how someitmes, you just know and decide on how certain people are just gonna be in your social network for just that period of time, and that's it. Yes, call me mean. But that's just my individual perspective, of which, I believe each and everyone of us have our own perogative to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm just longing for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you, M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8048968632106109410?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8048968632106109410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8048968632106109410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8048968632106109410' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4620803492235792873</id><published>2008-04-08T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:08:43.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im not feeling well at the moment. Had even taken half the day off in the afternoon. I gave in to all the naggings I had in the office and had gone to see the doctor. Was given MC for tomorrow but I had refused as I've got important things to do at work. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dropped by last night for only a few minutes.He probably was able to see just how uncomfortably sick I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I think I was pretty rude not to look at him. It's so unlike me to not look at someone, especially when someone had came by specially. But it's just me that I dont like people to look at me when I'm sick, not even by my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just hope not to spread my virus to Reina. It would be bad if I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I am missing him now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4620803492235792873?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4620803492235792873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4620803492235792873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4620803492235792873' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3396627752537085039</id><published>2008-03-31T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:59:58.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, things have been pretty good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Reina is getting much better by the days, just that she's still down with her cough. But she's definitely more active. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had gone up to Dempsey Hill with my female colleagues on Sat evening. Was really impressed and amazed that there's actually such a place here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To side track, my parents were away for the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully, someone had spent my long Friday evening with me. So, I didn't feel that bit of loneliness. I felt very comfortable with him around. Also, I noticed that he has been starting to open up to me ever since the last incident. I truly appreciate that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall this colleague of mine, who's in her 30s, telling me this the other day when she noticed me being down, 'If anyone's gona mind you about ur age, then he's just gonna miss a chance to be with a nice girl like you.' She went on telling me that being in her 30s, she realised what really matters most, is neither the looks, the age, nor the cash, it's &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; about the comfort level when u're out together(physically/emotionally). Which I quite agree. The comfort level, plus honesty and communication of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the facts do hurt, I'm someone who would rather hear them than be kept in the dark and be hidden away from the nasty truth. So, I'm pretty glad with him that he's starting to open up. I can see he's making an effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3396627752537085039?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3396627752537085039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3396627752537085039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3396627752537085039' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4422315750813082888</id><published>2008-03-25T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:49:26.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, this weekend has been a pretty dramatic one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to speak, Friday definitely wasn't that good a P. Holiday for me. Received a text from someone whom I really, truly cherish. And then, followed by what had happened at night, when my family and I got home and found Reina in an uncomfortable state after vomitting. Gosh. I had actually wanted to head out for some drinks at Winebar with my elder sis and her friend after the family dinner. But, upon seeing what state Reina was in, it really hurt me alot. Had then taken Reina and rushed down to Mt Pleasant together with my eldest sis n her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I had so much drama and hurtful incidents in a single day. That was the first time I teared to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sat evening, my eldest sis &amp; bro-in-law(really nice of the both of them) helped me to fetch her to the vet just near their current place in Upper Thomson area.Of which, I had seeked permission to stay over. Since the vet was just across their place. Had stayed over on Sat n Sun night before heading off to work on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping just beside my dear Reina just puts me at ease. At least I know that every single thing it felt throughout the night. Although tiring, it's worth the efforts. After all, it is like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on monday, received another text from that someone. So happened that I was early at work too. Reached the office at about 8.15am. Not too long later upon receiving the text, I teared too.  I don't know the reason why that happened. But I figured out probably it was because of all the stress and drama and hurt that had overwhelmed me over the weekends, and when a text from him came, it just kinda relieved me. I couldn't be more glad. And thank god, my boss had not came in yet, otherwise he would have questioned me about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Im just really glad about everything that has happened. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have actually taken off for tomorrow just to take care of her. Was caught by surprise by how my colleagues actually said, 'You will be a good mother, the fact that you can be so committed to a dog'. I just smiled to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm just hoping that she recovers, cuz it's really affecting my mood recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4422315750813082888?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4422315750813082888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4422315750813082888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4422315750813082888' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2391559571311037576</id><published>2008-03-18T22:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T23:05:27.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a sweet night after seeing him last night. That lousy feeling from the previous night just went off like that. It just lifted me up. Totally. Reckon it was also probably because I had told him whatever that I had felt. Frankly speaking, I believe open communication and expressing whatever/how you feel is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out one thing about him last night. It is an absolute plus to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly admire those with a strong sense of responsibility, principles and whom, are &lt;b&gt;able&lt;/b&gt; stick by them. Big Plus. That's what I told him last night immediately after he made a statement =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just thought I'd share a picture of my 2 months old Pomeranian, Reina, with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/R9_WQkRe1fI/AAAAAAAAASI/q6TVSBrKTtA/s1600-h/BabyPom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/R9_WQkRe1fI/AAAAAAAAASI/q6TVSBrKTtA/s320/BabyPom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179093676602611186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's lovely, isn't she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm still missing you though I just met you late last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2391559571311037576?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2391559571311037576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2391559571311037576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2391559571311037576' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/R9_WQkRe1fI/AAAAAAAAASI/q6TVSBrKTtA/s72-c/BabyPom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3788596155578337205</id><published>2008-03-16T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:07:42.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not feeling good at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told not to ask and so I did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a while ago, I just decided to let this someone know that I'm there, but I didn't feel appreciated, not even the slightest bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's going here? I don't like it. Not at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3788596155578337205?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3788596155578337205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3788596155578337205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3788596155578337205' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4468032306996637041</id><published>2008-03-15T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:40:17.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just thinking about you and only you right now. To be frank, for the whole of today, even at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you have had a bad day at work. But I'm pretty confident about how well you can handle things and your ability to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would very much wanna be there with you right now but dont know how to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Im just listening to this song by Rod Stewart - Have I Told You Lately, the song that I heard when we were together just the other night ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4468032306996637041?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4468032306996637041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4468032306996637041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4468032306996637041' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-5138510331955438053</id><published>2008-03-10T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:35:47.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, I have gotta admit that I'm feeling quite shagged today. But I'm not complaining about it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out with someone last night. I had an awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I did what I wanted to do. Had gone for the Earth, Wind &amp; Fire concert at the Esplanade with Alice from another Department last night. Marvellous I thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, anyway, this is just a short update from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as promised, a snapshot of Celia, myself and Amy at Cuba Libre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/R9VU8ERe1eI/AAAAAAAAASA/e2khUYnkZE8/s1600-h/P1040754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/R9VU8ERe1eI/AAAAAAAAASA/e2khUYnkZE8/s320/P1040754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176136737648203234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, Max.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-5138510331955438053?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5138510331955438053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5138510331955438053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5138510331955438053' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/R9VU8ERe1eI/AAAAAAAAASA/e2khUYnkZE8/s72-c/P1040754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4691789198340442836</id><published>2008-03-03T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:34:04.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had an advance birthday dinner with my group of close friends earlier on. Pretty nice. Also, had met up with Junie on Saturday. Felt like the good old days at uni over in Brissy where we used to have dinner out in the cold weather. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, actually, since yesterday, having been at the Pasir Ris farmway area till now, I've been thinking about the 2 breeds of dogs, either the Pomeranian or the Jack Russell. I hate to say this but I have to say that I like the two of them. So I'm pretty much in a dilemma over which to decide on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I would have to say this is even a more difficult decision than deciding on which man I wanna be with. Well, that was the only analogy that I could relate to in my life and also so happened, came to my mind. So, sorry if I seemed out of point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I've gotta rest early as I've got the US training tomorrow, and that just means I have to be in the office early. Gosh. So, good nite! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4691789198340442836?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4691789198340442836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4691789198340442836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4691789198340442836' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6264143164793513418</id><published>2008-02-25T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:58:01.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It had been a rather good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to be warned about being 'dead' by someone. ;) And I'm still waiting. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that Im starting to like the stuff from La Senza? No, not the PJs of course. Up to date, I've only got only a few pieces of nightwear and normal lingerie. And I had gotten something pretty nice just yesterday. But I have decided more shall come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I will be on my AL on the &lt;u&gt;6th March&lt;/u&gt;. So it's definitely dinner with my family on the special day before 6th, and then either a booze(Havent got anyone in mind yet, unless anyone of you is interested to drink on the night &lt;u&gt;before&lt;/u&gt; 6th March) or, lunch(hopefully) with someone on 6th March itself..And I dont mind just driving down, since it's my favourite thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have something to look forward to at work everyday - my INBOX. Alright, not that I haven't been having my INBOX with me at work. More specifically, I have just added someone into my personal address book. I just love my corporate mails better than my personal mailbox now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6264143164793513418?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6264143164793513418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6264143164793513418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6264143164793513418' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4850816847805697982</id><published>2008-02-23T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:48:31.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a very satisfying and also joyous day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calls for a celebration, actually. This particular event happened at work. I wouldn't want to spill everything out on my blog since, I understand better(from a person with an IT background) that the web is just so publicly accessible by just anyone, even though this joy is to be shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad that I have shared my joy with someone whom came to my mind since I got the news this afternoon, but felt bad when I learnt that I had woken up just about half an hour ago when I texted him. You see, it wasn't that I didnt wanna text him in the afternoon, I was just that little bit caught up at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course, I will be having a special meal with this person. Hopefully(our timings can be accomodated). ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogging in West Coast Park on Sunday morning. Cant do it with him. It's a pity he's caught up with his work on Sat night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4850816847805697982?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4850816847805697982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4850816847805697982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4850816847805697982' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3365491529376940967</id><published>2008-02-18T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:40:08.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went up Mt Faber for my usual Monday jog after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted the Northern star after finishing my jog. I have to say that the last time when I spotted this particular set of stars, I wasn't feeling too good about my decision. But now, this time around, I feel my clearer and happier after making THE choice. =) So glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, not to mention the fact that after my jog, I had purposely went to sit down on the very first bench that one can spot immediately upon going up by the main Mt Faber Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That particular bench held and still holds very sweet memories for me whenever I sit down on the bench. It would be nice if I get to have that 5am jog with him again, or at least an evening jog(like how we used to last time) after we both knock off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, for now, I've gotta fetch my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3365491529376940967?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3365491529376940967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3365491529376940967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3365491529376940967' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8567758641111085594</id><published>2008-02-15T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:18:05.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"No, no Vday's dinner for me."(when asked by a friend), as I had pushed them away - managed to(oh, what a relief). And to me, V'day is just another day. In my perception, V'day is a day whereby most couples are pressured to do what they have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong here, I'm not trying to be suggestive or what here. Look, my point is that in my point of view, people are just generally 'pressured' to celebrate the day just because everyone else is doing something. U get my point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had managed to meet up with Amy &amp; Celia(2 sweet ladies) last night for dinner. We took a few pictures, will upload when I have the pictures on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following after, we had some drinks over at the Cuban bar in Clarke Quay. The name is, Cuba Libre. Pretty nice with the live spanish music. I just love latino music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a pretty dramatic day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was working halfway through, when my colleague in the next cubicle, just went "Why is ur hand so pale n a little greenish?" I didn't realised that until she told me. And the next thing I know, she had alerted the whole section. Lovely. I know all of them are really concerned for me. But I was fine. Thank goodness I didnt faint with the over-dosage of care &amp; concern just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was just my anemia(It's called 'ping xue' in mandarin) that kicked in earlier on. Probably because I was a little stressed out over the meeting that I had and also some prep data for the upcoming training for the US side. Also, probably because of that, I havent been eating well and have lost just that tad bit of weight. Not good I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm all good now anyway. Im just hoping to gain more weight for now. Until Im satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, for now, I had better get to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice it would be to get a hug from someone whom I'm texting at the moment. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, gd nite! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8567758641111085594?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8567758641111085594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8567758641111085594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8567758641111085594' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-1530735543367137764</id><published>2008-02-10T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:26:10.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a really, really good night last night. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt know there could be such an amazing and yet lovely place to go for coffee in Singapore. He's the best companion I can ever have in my life I suppose. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I have recently been in pretty high spirits because of his company. The rest has become &lt;b&gt;history&lt;/b&gt;(I know this has an implicit meaning, but I had, on purpose, meant for it to be an understatement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been such an 'interesting' day with situations whereby I would never thought I'd be in. Ever. Had brought my 2 cousins out who are both of about 11 &amp; 12 years old. And out of the many shops that we had gone into, I was mistaken for their mum. How interesting and yet ridiculous if you know your math and have basic knowledge of Biology. Hmz. Oh well. I have not much to comment except to share this absurd thing about me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was thinking of attending this concert by &lt;b&gt;Earth, Wind &amp; Fire&lt;/b&gt; at Esplanade. On the &lt;u&gt;9th March&lt;/u&gt;, 8pm. I cant think of anyone else who likes Retro as much as me apart from someone whom I've been thinking about so often recently and whom I miss at this moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.esplanade.com/SOPApp/espsop/portal_proxy?GXHC_GX_jst=fc7f717f1d3d6164&amp;GXHC_JSESSIONID=-2020862298801008892&amp;GXHC_IMP_COOKIE=-2020862298801008892&amp;uri=pRA8U-d@QKw!5dWkBm=IgPyU4pwUT_Alf_oI4Ps@onmxIovEXBg65NkMjZ7-pt2Tfq1@1sJFM"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;. And the sample track on the Esplanade site is their ever-renowned hit, "Dancing In September". Hopefully, I will be able to make a decision by the end of this week and see if I am still keen(chances of me being keen are high I reckon) for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I wanna finish reading a book before sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention, of course I will definitely have a good sleep ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-1530735543367137764?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1530735543367137764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/1530735543367137764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1530735543367137764' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6341971162598757970</id><published>2008-02-05T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:30:01.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had just gotten home not too long ago and felt like blogging. So here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been sleeping or eating well recently, due to some reasons, which I decline to reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was such a sweet and yet perfect night last night, and frankly speaking, I have not had such a good sleep after soo soo long. But last night was &lt;b&gt;IT&lt;/b&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im getting on well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I really wanna get to sleep as Im going for my morning jog at 5.30am before work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, meantime, sleep well and may all of you be filled with love and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as requested by someone in my tags, here's just one very blurry photo that I had taken with Dino about 2-3 weeks ago when I had driven him around during his transit here back to his Italian home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/R6iAtKXE5tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/x_ioyTKk-WM/s1600-h/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/R6iAtKXE5tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/x_ioyTKk-WM/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163518486143887058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of it all, I miss &lt;b&gt;Max&lt;/b&gt;. Badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6341971162598757970?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6341971162598757970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6341971162598757970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6341971162598757970' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/R6iAtKXE5tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/x_ioyTKk-WM/s72-c/IMG_0368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-335581197170811615</id><published>2008-01-23T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T07:12:28.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a whole night of very, very clear thoughts, I have &lt;u&gt;decided&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;b&gt;let it be&lt;/b&gt;. This whole crap has been draining me out recently and I just feel &lt;b&gt;so so&lt;/b&gt; tired. BUT, BUT..Good thing is that, at least I figured out that now is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;the TIME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to let things go. And that, I definitely of better quality than 'that' and definitely deserve so much better. Well, as most of us know, some people just don't quite know how to appreciate the 'finest' things in life, do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had just came back from a morning jog. Didn't realise that morning jogs can really make you feel so refreshed. I just feel so good and so fantastically clear at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I would still have to admit that the evening jogs with &lt;u&gt;Max&lt;/u&gt; are still the best! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, Im pretty excited, as Im waiting for some really pretty clothes from Supre that I have had purchased online with Rach. It should be shipped over anytime soon. Also, I have recently been indulging in the purchase of quite a bit of lingerie, which I really do love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've gotta settle some stuffs this morning. So, please do have a great day ahead! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-335581197170811615?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/335581197170811615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/335581197170811615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#335581197170811615' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-8092732474835123704</id><published>2008-01-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:46:13.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised I havent been very active with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because I have been kept very busy at work during the weekdays, and outside work, been spending time with my family, friends, and also colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is gonna be yet another busy one for me. On the contrary, when I thought I had my appointments cancelled last night, when I had gotten to work this morning, appointments started filling up my agenda for the weeekend. Pros and Cons, I reckon. Im anticipating yet another exhausting but yet fulfilling weekend coming up for me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that is filling me with excitement is the online shopping that I have just done moments ago. Of which, consists of really nice dresses and really fantastic lingerie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-8092732474835123704?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8092732474835123704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/8092732474835123704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8092732474835123704' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-5147039177393803549</id><published>2007-12-17T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T21:30:38.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't explain the level of ecstasy in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason being, I have just started giving my very first solid 2 hours of training to a conglomeration of staff from Lome. To boost my confidence even more, I was given less than a week's notice(and that means preparation as well) from the management that I was pulled in to give this training. Good stuff. Got lots of compliments from everyone else. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me look forward to giving my very next training and frankly speaking, I would say that I love doing what I'm doing. One word, &lt;b&gt;perfect&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from work, I have been pretty busy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm pretty excited about &lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; and also for a day in Jan 08.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-5147039177393803549?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5147039177393803549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5147039177393803549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#5147039177393803549' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4013452788163475760</id><published>2007-11-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:19:11.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had been pretty busy the whole of last week. And so am I this week. Time just zooms past like that, not even realising that it's lunch time, or when it's more than overtime to knock off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have had a pretty fulfilling and enriched day today. Had attended a seminar after work on &lt;strong&gt;FX&lt;/strong&gt;. It was a seminar conducted by a trader of Deutsche Bank. I would say it was a really informative and relatively beneficial seminar for first-timers like myself. Personally, I have always wanted to go for such seminars, but haven't really got the chance to, and finally--I just did so today. It feels so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me what I had studied previously. I said "IT". I had received an anticipatable remark from this someone(whom I won't mention the name  =) ), saying that I dont look all that 'I.T', but more like meone who had studied Business". I'm really kind of used to it, getting a response as such, because of the fact that I, being a female have had done my studies in a field that I would say consist of mostly males. Anyway, I asked this someone, "So how is a lady who did IT suppose to look like?" This person had just given me an answer by pointing to another lady who had a really thickly-framed pair of glasses on her, and whose dress sense is I would hate to say, but kind of tomboyish. And to make things worse, this person commented that this other lady is geeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmz. Sometimes, it really makes me wonder why. Pondering about why such anticipatable and yet stereotypical thinking exist. I would admit that I am someone who has such a thinking programmed in my head at times. Not a good thing, I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4013452788163475760?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4013452788163475760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4013452788163475760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4013452788163475760' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6711151170628287820</id><published>2007-11-18T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T09:56:37.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He is just so irresistably sexy for his age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, please, do not ask me to 'not be naughty' anymore. ;) Coz I can't, as I said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6711151170628287820?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6711151170628287820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6711151170628287820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6711151170628287820' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-7531507979632979931</id><published>2007-11-08T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T12:56:50.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a fantastic time last night. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something I dont understand. That, why females, in this so-called modern society, when they sleep around, they are labelled 'cheap' by the people around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If females are labelled this way, then what about the males who go around having casual shags, or even endless one-night stands? Won't they be considered worse than 'cheap'? In my opinion(as I wana emphasize that this is in my view), I would want to label such males as moraless and downright dirty. I am vehemently against such lewdness and low(or perhaps even none) morality in such people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That felt so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A public holiday today and yet I brought work home yesterday. So, for now, I'm gona carry on with my work at home and get on out later on, hopefully. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-7531507979632979931?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7531507979632979931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7531507979632979931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7531507979632979931' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-7647866823758118568</id><published>2007-10-30T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T23:13:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dear friend(u know who you are): You are sooooo dead for poking fun at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I wanna rant. I abhor the idea of taking the same lift alone with a man/male. They just look at you below, when they are supposed to look &lt;b&gt;up&lt;/b&gt; as the lift progresses up. I dont understand. I really dont. And I truly loathe it when that happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-7647866823758118568?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7647866823758118568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/7647866823758118568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7647866823758118568' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-5469534580034425249</id><published>2007-10-28T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T01:16:29.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised it's pretty nice having to occasionally stay at home on a saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, what's more. I have just done my very first online purchase of &lt;strike&gt;some&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;plenty&lt;/b&gt; of sexy(I swear!) lingerie from an aussie site. Have actually requested for it to be sent to my sister's home, but she was telling me to send it to the St Lucia address instead. Gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just hoping that it wouldnt be sent in some fanciful packaging. 5 workings day will be IT. Hmz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to songs by BoysIIMen and it just reminds me of someone. I miss you. Maybe I would say a "YES" soon. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-5469534580034425249?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5469534580034425249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5469534580034425249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5469534580034425249' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-5908151514404482078</id><published>2007-10-15T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:01:26.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems like it's been quite a while since I last updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been busy as a matter of fact. Been working OT last week. And been heading down to the a few clubs and out for a casual drink with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about travelling And I just realised that there are just quite a number of asian cities that I would very much wanna visit next year. And here they are:&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;b&gt;Vietnam(Ho Chi Minh City)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;b&gt;Siem Reap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;b&gt;India(North-West)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Hong Kong(again)&lt;br /&gt;5)Bangkok(again)&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I would very much wanna visit Vietnam(hopefully in Apr/May) as I heard from my aussie friend about how you would just be very amazed by the simplicity of life there. But as much as I would very much wanna visit Ho Chi Minh City, I remember some time back, a friend said that it's just not safe for a female to go there alone, especially when I don't even speak the language. I reckon I might just end up going there alone, as I dont think I would be able to find any one of my friends who is interested and yet also able to speak the language. Well, however dangerous it's gonna be, I must make sure that my trip becomes reality. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Unless&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, if there is anyone who has been there before, and dont mind going with me again, that would be a real bonus then. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing with me is that I've gotta plan my leave for the whole year, and I've got to get it planned by this December, which is soon(as we all know time passes really fast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, if there's anyone who wants to visit those places like myself, tell me about it then! Cheerz ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from these, I'm angry(been 2 weeks) with my &lt;b&gt;elder sister&lt;/b&gt;(I know u're reading this). No questions asked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-5908151514404482078?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5908151514404482078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5908151514404482078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5908151514404482078' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-2773289187918338698</id><published>2007-10-04T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T07:51:26.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been pretty smooth for me. I have decided to delay my life plans and, at the same time, rearrange my priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, right now, on the contrary, I wasn't feeling that good yesterday. For some reasons or another. Rach knows what Im talking about over here.~Thanks &lt;b&gt;RACH&lt;/b&gt;! Frankly speaking, I'm actually feeling worse now, having to happen to chance upon some things online. Anyway, I truly believe in what goes around comes around. Don't cha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all I can think about is Max now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-2773289187918338698?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2773289187918338698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/2773289187918338698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2773289187918338698' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-6937429858861998149</id><published>2007-09-30T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T01:32:20.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a pretty good day today. Had a short little chat with my elder sis(yes, I know you're reading this) when I was on a public transport in the evening. Im not as spoilt as you know/think I've always been alright. Pretty much changed. A good thing I reckon. And having to speak to Rio after my sis, he sounded just as surprised to hear me being in a bus. Hmz. Whatever. Point is, I &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; take buses(yes, although it's rare I know) alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a few more random shots taken during my trip, as promise. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6FNIMxECI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TQ2iTpjdJwM/s1600-h/IMG_0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6FNIMxECI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TQ2iTpjdJwM/s320/IMG_0330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115672687325286434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~My parents, my elder sis, myself, Kenny, Rio, Dennis~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6FNYMxEDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/RcEbS2sf16U/s1600-h/IMG_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6FNYMxEDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/RcEbS2sf16U/s320/IMG_0331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115672691620253746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Another group picture with Bang Wei on my left(as seen in the picture) and Jansen on my right as seen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6HSoMxEGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jg__Y8J21hE/s1600-h/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6HSoMxEGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jg__Y8J21hE/s320/IMG_0334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115674980837822562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Andrew &amp; myself~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6HTYMxEHI/AAAAAAAAARY/nR8V2IYdrDI/s1600-h/IMG_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6HTYMxEHI/AAAAAAAAARY/nR8V2IYdrDI/s320/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115674993722724466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Myself &amp; Kenny~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6Gc4MxEEI/AAAAAAAAARA/Vv13ML8Bp6M/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6Gc4MxEEI/AAAAAAAAARA/Vv13ML8Bp6M/s320/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115674057419853890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Rio &amp; myself~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6GdIMxEFI/AAAAAAAAARI/K2CoydO_EgQ/s1600-h/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6GdIMxEFI/AAAAAAAAARI/K2CoydO_EgQ/s320/IMG_0342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115674061714821202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Myself and Kenny with his ultimate look. But this looks good anyway hey. hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6H0IMxEII/AAAAAAAAARg/vin2Yf5HfWs/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6H0IMxEII/AAAAAAAAARg/vin2Yf5HfWs/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115675556363440258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Although I hadn't smiled well, I really like this picture ;)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6H0IMxEJI/AAAAAAAAARo/fckJzGpKaMw/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6H0IMxEJI/AAAAAAAAARo/fckJzGpKaMw/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115675556363440274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Another nice shot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6J7oMxEKI/AAAAAAAAARw/Kqrr2IBkvSQ/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6J7oMxEKI/AAAAAAAAARw/Kqrr2IBkvSQ/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115677884235714722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Myself, in the middle with 2 very lovely kids. It's complicated, but they're my dad's friend's daughter's kids~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-6937429858861998149?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6937429858861998149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/6937429858861998149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6937429858861998149' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rv6FNIMxECI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TQ2iTpjdJwM/s72-c/IMG_0330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-3744944328984601177</id><published>2007-09-26T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:45:39.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, as my promise, this entry would be an entry based mostly on some random photos that I've taken from both the Brissy trip and the KL trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ladies, especially &lt;b&gt;Mun Yee&lt;/b&gt; &amp; &lt;b&gt;Rach&lt;/b&gt;:I have sooo much to update you about my wonderful life &lt;b&gt;;)&lt;/b&gt; Apologies for I've been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rvph64MxD2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-ieMeka35L4/s1600-h/307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rvph64MxD2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-ieMeka35L4/s320/307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114507990978858850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Of course, a visit at my ever-favourite BATAVIA! My mum, sis &amp; myself~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rvph7YMxD3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/W39VGF_VE-M/s1600-h/330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rvph7YMxD3I/AAAAAAAAAPY/W39VGF_VE-M/s320/330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114507999568793458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~My sis &amp; myself down at Surfers, with my mum at the side. Hmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rvpi74MxD4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Cq2Ut5Dw8l4/s1600-h/341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rvpi74MxD4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Cq2Ut5Dw8l4/s320/341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114509107670355842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~View from the Courtyard by Marriott-where we stayed during our stay down at the Coast~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rvpi8YMxD5I/AAAAAAAAAPo/_FdH_VIX6VU/s1600-h/343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rvpi8YMxD5I/AAAAAAAAAPo/_FdH_VIX6VU/s320/343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114509116260290450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Yet another view from the hotel's room~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvplkIMxD8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/tkjiKhb35j4/s1600-h/375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvplkIMxD8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/tkjiKhb35j4/s320/375.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114511998183346114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~My second time at Lone Pine, the first time was 3 years ago.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvpkSYMxD6I/AAAAAAAAAPw/ghg0wjGGTSc/s1600-h/382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvpkSYMxD6I/AAAAAAAAAPw/ghg0wjGGTSc/s320/382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114510593729040290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Adorable sheeps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvpkS4MxD7I/AAAAAAAAAP4/Rio_J_IDMns/s1600-h/393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvpkS4MxD7I/AAAAAAAAAP4/Rio_J_IDMns/s320/393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114510602318974898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~This lil' girl is just so sweet, isn't she?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvplkYMxD9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/lzTZHXTudwc/s1600-h/453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvplkYMxD9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/lzTZHXTudwc/s320/453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114512002478313426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Paid a fee and I finally got to carry a Koala. Lovely thing. =) It's facing me here.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvplkoMxD-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jhI_tYYLFUQ/s1600-h/454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvplkoMxD-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jhI_tYYLFUQ/s320/454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114512006773280738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Another view~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvpnpIMxD_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/-8h_PFpjqng/s1600-h/451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvpnpIMxD_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/-8h_PFpjqng/s320/451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114514283105947634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~A rare one. I got to take a picture of a peacock spreading its feathers. What are the chances hey. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvpnpoMxEAI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OiyRszD3oWY/s1600-h/460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvpnpoMxEAI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OiyRszD3oWY/s320/460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114514291695882242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Also, a rare photo of myself and my sister~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least, I'm sure &lt;b&gt;Max&lt;/b&gt; would love this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvppkoMxEBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/9gFgk4Ec2hc/s1600-h/IMG_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/RvppkoMxEBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/9gFgk4Ec2hc/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114516404819791890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;, I know you'd love this. ;)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I know I haven't post the most important pictures of myself in my convocation gown. But I'm really dead tired at this point in time. But I promise I will upload another set of random pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-3744944328984601177?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3744944328984601177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/3744944328984601177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3744944328984601177' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MEIkJyR0TQ/Rvph64MxD2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-ieMeka35L4/s72-c/307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-5712030956995510023</id><published>2007-09-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T23:29:26.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I am finally back in Singapore after the trips. Firstly, my convocation trip to Brissy and the following one up in KL. Had gone there on Friday(just a day after I got back from Down Under) with my family to attend my dad's old friend's son's wedding. Apologies-I know it sounds really complicating. Yeah, that's the two trips which has been keeping me busy for the whole week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling totally exhausted now to be frank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, a little about the two trips:&lt;br /&gt;-Firstly, the Brisbane trip wasn't all that fantastic, probably cuz I was too eager to get back here right after I received my certification. And apart from spending quality time with my elder sis and my parents over there, I reckon nothing else really mattered to me over there. Oh, not forgetting Amy of course. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The stay in KL was still alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon the only thing I dont like about the two trips was the part, where almost everyone would think it's such a pity that I did not take up the job with HP although they had offered me one. Right here and now, I'm just thinking, who cares about whether it's a job offered by HP or what. I really dont care. Im still pretty alright with telling people about the company that I'm working in. One of the reasons to be proud of is that it's a listed company. Well, it's not to get listed alright.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I promise to upload the pictures that I've taken from the two trips. OH, I just remembered that I have not taken the photos from my elder sis. The ones that I have taken with Jansen and the rest at Antartic Circle. But I dont think I would be able to get it from her. What a pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow would be a very important day for me.&lt;br /&gt;So, for now, seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-5712030956995510023?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5712030956995510023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/5712030956995510023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5712030956995510023' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-4465194258888083307</id><published>2007-09-13T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T01:02:16.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the best day of my life. I would not reveal it on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just totally filled with ecstasy! I reckon I can even salsa without the usual latino music, just like how I can do Salsa with &lt;b&gt;Reda&lt;/b&gt;. ;) My family and closest friends around me would know what's going on. It is just the best thing that has ever happened, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is/will be a pretty busy week for me. And, Im pretty excited in going for BEBE's new season fashion launch tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Brissy trip, it's still pending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6821328-4465194258888083307?l=vonnee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4465194258888083307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821328/posts/default/4465194258888083307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vonnee.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4465194258888083307' title=''/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293459211142766197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821328.post-5260860975074218242</id><published>2007-08-30T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T21:55:26.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been really busy recently. Had booked my air ticket to Down Under just at the start of this week. And, apart from that, I've been chatting alot with Reda. I would not reveal how we met, as it can seem, from an outsider's point of view, rather dodgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, Reda. He is Swiss, speaks French and English and knows a little German. Quite cool I reckon. Above it all, we've been kinda doing Salsa together..He's been teaching me, of course. On top of it, I'm learning the basic French from him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I'm very impressed by him. By his talent in his field(He's actually studying Mathematics in uni as a degree), and the way he does Salsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, alright, enough about Reda...for the time being. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the upcoming trip, Im pretty excited in meeting Amy again, so much so that I called her early in the morning! haha. She's pretty excited about me going back too. On top of all, I hope to get to a club at least for a night when Im there. Just hoping. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:My elder sis-I know you're reading this. I hope you've gotten the necessary tickets. Thanks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta carry on with some stuffs. 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