<?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-7267544</id><updated>2012-01-21T20:00:51.244+08:00</updated><category term='with one less &apos;o&apos;'/><category term='malaysian dreamgirl'/><category term='jean'/><category term='good'/><title type='text'>phoebe the artist</title><subtitle type='html'>i dream of being really happy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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>304</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-3420979727109933391</id><published>2011-04-20T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T10:27:33.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake, are you okay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bB7xR2Wuyf0/Ta5EfQU9TRI/AAAAAAAABN8/GKx0MPe_bfU/s1600/190393_10150119938836361_506226360_7002121_7754423_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bB7xR2Wuyf0/Ta5EfQU9TRI/AAAAAAAABN8/GKx0MPe_bfU/s400/190393_10150119938836361_506226360_7002121_7754423_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597486690617609490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I worry too much about my terrapin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-3420979727109933391?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/3420979727109933391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=3420979727109933391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3420979727109933391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3420979727109933391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2011/04/jake-are-you-okay.html' title='Jake, are you okay?'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/-bB7xR2Wuyf0/Ta5EfQU9TRI/AAAAAAAABN8/GKx0MPe_bfU/s72-c/190393_10150119938836361_506226360_7002121_7754423_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8863421090814696319</id><published>2010-05-17T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:42:03.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Singing Chef</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Irene Jansen &amp;amp; Friends will be performing at the Esplanade this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This &lt;strong&gt;Wed &amp;amp; Thur (19 &amp;amp; 20 May) 7.15pm and 8.15pm at the Esplanade Concourse&lt;/strong&gt; (and again the following week, 26 &amp;amp; 27 May, 7.15pm &amp;amp; 8.15pm). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come down and check out their awesome performance! You might even get to try Irene's Hot Chocolate, but first you must learn the lyrics to the Hot Chocolate Waltz! Come down and you'll understand what this is all about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esplanade.com/whats_on/programme_info/the_singing_chef/index.jsp"&gt;http://www.esplanade.com/whats_on/programme_info/the_singing_chef/index.jsp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S_FhMIbaGTI/AAAAAAAABNk/LZ9nJ9V7TGA/s1600/food+inspirations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472261883280628018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S_FhMIbaGTI/AAAAAAAABNk/LZ9nJ9V7TGA/s400/food+inspirations.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S_FguV5H-gI/AAAAAAAABNU/BYw_fduwYRw/s1600/baked+rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472261371498854914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S_FguV5H-gI/AAAAAAAABNU/BYw_fduwYRw/s320/baked+rice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out videos of her previous food show for Sutra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.razor.tv/site/servlet/segment/main/90/46164.html"&gt;The Singing Chef (Part 1)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.razor.tv/site/servlet/segment/main/90/46164.html"&gt;The Singing Chef (Part 2)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.razor.tv/site/servlet/segment/main/90/46164.html"&gt;The Singing Chef (Part 3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.razor.tv/site/servlet/segment/main/90/46164.html"&gt;The Singing Chef (Part 4)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See you there! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8863421090814696319?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8863421090814696319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8863421090814696319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8863421090814696319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8863421090814696319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2010/05/singing-chef.html' title='The Singing Chef'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S_FhMIbaGTI/AAAAAAAABNk/LZ9nJ9V7TGA/s72-c/food+inspirations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-9178564423168537712</id><published>2010-04-25T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T17:37:00.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months later</title><content type='html'>Since the last post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMhh_oCjI/AAAAAAAABNM/XHktQZofnHU/s1600/DSCN2933+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464006018107705906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMhh_oCjI/AAAAAAAABNM/XHktQZofnHU/s320/DSCN2933+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMhX-MEQI/AAAAAAAABNE/mMHnt9JszYM/s1600/DSCN2920+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464006015417323778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMhX-MEQI/AAAAAAAABNE/mMHnt9JszYM/s320/DSCN2920+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMhLNw9sI/AAAAAAAABM8/5HGnsuBL-5g/s1600/DSCN2903+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464006011992995522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMhLNw9sI/AAAAAAAABM8/5HGnsuBL-5g/s320/DSCN2903+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMg7J6RqI/AAAAAAAABM0/uXeiRJ0t4cg/s1600/DSCN2898+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464006007681861282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMg7J6RqI/AAAAAAAABM0/uXeiRJ0t4cg/s320/DSCN2898+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMgdOa03I/AAAAAAAABMs/vsJRQnNqQAA/s1600/DSCN2891+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464005999647708018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMgdOa03I/AAAAAAAABMs/vsJRQnNqQAA/s320/DSCN2891+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently not many things have changed. Come back soon bunny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-9178564423168537712?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/9178564423168537712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=9178564423168537712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/9178564423168537712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/9178564423168537712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2010/04/6-months-later.html' title='6 months later'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/S9QMhh_oCjI/AAAAAAAABNM/XHktQZofnHU/s72-c/DSCN2933+(Medium).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6795016703683262299</id><published>2009-09-05T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T00:39:59.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Phoebe Meets Carrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day, Phoebe met up with Carrie (amazing how it rhymes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377646642309555218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE9IRJu5BI/AAAAAAAABLc/9v4jRzm6yv4/s320/DSCN0155+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had waffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377646653140222738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE9I5f9wxI/AAAAAAAABLk/LGyRMGcNWaI/s320/DSCN0168+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt; Then they checked out the national museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE9JeVe9GI/AAAAAAAABLs/uWr5ga79UUc/s1600-h/DSCN0173+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377646663028372578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE9JeVe9GI/AAAAAAAABLs/uWr5ga79UUc/s320/DSCN0173+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing to say about this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377646667767565602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE9Jv_ZTSI/AAAAAAAABL0/OJD9pxTtqzw/s320/DSCN0182+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt; Don't really like dead horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377646674457485490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE9KI6ZYLI/AAAAAAAABL8/IVU69z4wbZM/s320/DSCN0186+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt; Reminds me of Photo Journalism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377647703615368578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE-GC0wbYI/AAAAAAAABMk/bJy8t_spUcY/s320/DSCN0215+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carrie's back view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377647701453638226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE-F6xXClI/AAAAAAAABMc/5MUtiQZk32E/s320/DSCN0216+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377647690532263522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE-FSFgFmI/AAAAAAAABMU/c1M3ma_XQnQ/s320/DSCN0248+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Best fries are from Timbre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377647682565242722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE-E0aA_2I/AAAAAAAABMM/ODC9_p_l8I4/s320/DSCN0252+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Best pizzas are from Timbre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377647679336696018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE-EoYRSNI/AAAAAAAABME/IXucy3ngDwI/s320/DSCN0254+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And if you didn't know, the best beers are from Timbre too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6795016703683262299?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6795016703683262299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6795016703683262299' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6795016703683262299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6795016703683262299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-phoebe-meets-carrie.html' title='When Phoebe Meets Carrie'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SqE9IRJu5BI/AAAAAAAABLc/9v4jRzm6yv4/s72-c/DSCN0155+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7496921191330636660</id><published>2009-08-04T01:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:42:00.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shah's 21st</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Indian boy finally turns 21 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While some things are different now, others will always be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgdlKw9mI/AAAAAAAABLU/vYsyYkqUGPs/s1600-h/DSCN8977+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365793173600794210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgdlKw9mI/AAAAAAAABLU/vYsyYkqUGPs/s320/DSCN8977+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Faridah's got a haircut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgdarE4iI/AAAAAAAABLM/2pYfQ5lKWes/s1600-h/DSCN9014+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365793170783527458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgdarE4iI/AAAAAAAABLM/2pYfQ5lKWes/s320/DSCN9014+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shah &amp;amp; Avie always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgO6Ly76I/AAAAAAAABLE/RWGLlaSjrOs/s1600-h/DSCN8976+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365792921544224674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgO6Ly76I/AAAAAAAABLE/RWGLlaSjrOs/s320/DSCN8976+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boyfriend and the girlfriend ignores Faridah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgOht-E4I/AAAAAAAABK8/FItlDqOjlQQ/s1600-h/DSCN8972+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365792914976674690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgOht-E4I/AAAAAAAABK8/FItlDqOjlQQ/s320/DSCN8972+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday boy and his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgOC4lV0I/AAAAAAAABK0/Z7zaqHf55r0/s1600-h/DSCN8969+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365792906699691842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgOC4lV0I/AAAAAAAABK0/Z7zaqHf55r0/s320/DSCN8969+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Altogether now in the middle of Orchard Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgN5ORoEI/AAAAAAAABKs/FgiRIYMRBiU/s1600-h/DSCN8947+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365792904106319938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgN5ORoEI/AAAAAAAABKs/FgiRIYMRBiU/s320/DSCN8947+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good food, good friends, good riddance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course we had Jaime with us in spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we forgot to steal a menu for Shah - damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7496921191330636660?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7496921191330636660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7496921191330636660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7496921191330636660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7496921191330636660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/08/shahs-21st.html' title='Shah&apos;s 21st'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SncgdlKw9mI/AAAAAAAABLU/vYsyYkqUGPs/s72-c/DSCN8977+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6530051596082189532</id><published>2009-07-29T11:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:30:52.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever Sarah Says</title><content type='html'>As nasty and mean as I am (just forget about the previous post), I somehow have this soft spot for kids like Sarah. That also means I almost become a different person. Meaning I suddenly have a strong interest in Spongebob Squarepants, Taylor Swift is the coolest chick, and stickers are the funnest things to collect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Sarah enjoys playing with my camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sm_BCiTDf6I/AAAAAAAABKk/56KCZeqYIXM/s1600-h/DSCN8576+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363717930532175778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sm_BCiTDf6I/AAAAAAAABKk/56KCZeqYIXM/s320/DSCN8576+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sm_BCKmlMkI/AAAAAAAABKc/UA7trc4GrH4/s1600-h/DSCN8575+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363717924171625026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sm_BCKmlMkI/AAAAAAAABKc/UA7trc4GrH4/s320/DSCN8575+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sm_BB7eRPWI/AAAAAAAABKU/K3fbfv2HwYI/s1600-h/DSCN8373+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363717920110230882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sm_BB7eRPWI/AAAAAAAABKU/K3fbfv2HwYI/s320/DSCN8373+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sm_BBh1k5XI/AAAAAAAABKM/QC5vAz6HztQ/s1600-h/DSCN8371+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363717913228666226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sm_BBh1k5XI/AAAAAAAABKM/QC5vAz6HztQ/s320/DSCN8371+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6530051596082189532?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6530051596082189532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6530051596082189532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6530051596082189532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6530051596082189532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/07/whatever-sarah-says.html' title='Whatever Sarah Says'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sm_BCiTDf6I/AAAAAAAABKk/56KCZeqYIXM/s72-c/DSCN8576+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7578047111002812358</id><published>2009-07-15T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:51:20.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being nice is easy</title><content type='html'>I know you (yes, you reading this now) won't believe that I'm nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hang around happy people, eat ice-cream and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you that I walked into my bedpost earlier today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7578047111002812358?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7578047111002812358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7578047111002812358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7578047111002812358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7578047111002812358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/07/being-nice-is-easy.html' title='Being nice is easy'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-5620792687130798002</id><published>2009-06-22T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:31:40.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello I think I'm in Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried my best to behave that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sj-VYvkfTnI/AAAAAAAABKE/bWRgJ5gp_ds/s1600-h/Fandah!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350159134658350706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sj-VYvkfTnI/AAAAAAAABKE/bWRgJ5gp_ds/s320/Fandah!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was just... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sj-VYdIGrzI/AAAAAAAABJ8/vpl4x-wsGas/s1600-h/Timbre2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350159129707458354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sj-VYdIGrzI/AAAAAAAABJ8/vpl4x-wsGas/s320/Timbre2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, everything was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sj-VX-SdBJI/AAAAAAAABJ0/t0aMoHSlqbY/s1600-h/Timbre3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350159121429365906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sj-VX-SdBJI/AAAAAAAABJ0/t0aMoHSlqbY/s320/Timbre3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then Avie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sj-VXj4MVoI/AAAAAAAABJs/wiMJdMWNzTo/s1600-h/Timbre1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350159114339899010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sj-VXj4MVoI/AAAAAAAABJs/wiMJdMWNzTo/s320/Timbre1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello, am I in Heaven?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-5620792687130798002?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/5620792687130798002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=5620792687130798002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5620792687130798002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5620792687130798002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-i-think-im-in-heaven.html' title='Hello I think I&apos;m in Heaven'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Sj-VYvkfTnI/AAAAAAAABKE/bWRgJ5gp_ds/s72-c/Fandah!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6978173367823194419</id><published>2009-06-04T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:22:03.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dronk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Phoebe says:&lt;br /&gt;i like long island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;gabriel says:&lt;br /&gt;long island is deceptively potent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Phoebe says:&lt;br /&gt;it rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;gabriel says:&lt;br /&gt;tastes so.. pleasant and tea-ish&lt;br /&gt;and then suddenly WHAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Phoebe says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;blame it on the chinese blood&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i forget that i'm chinese&lt;br /&gt;then drink drank... drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;gabriel says:&lt;br /&gt;dronk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Phoebe says:&lt;br /&gt;no such word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;gabriel says:&lt;br /&gt;that's the sound you make when your head slams onto the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Phoebe says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6978173367823194419?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6978173367823194419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6978173367823194419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6978173367823194419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6978173367823194419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/06/dronk.html' title='Dronk!'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6267666275638024619</id><published>2009-05-27T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:51:52.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we're one (wo)man down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adventures won't be as fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340374561331977474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/ShzSXne5nQI/AAAAAAAABJc/1PPZjT1D5KU/s320/DSCN7880+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things just look different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/ShzSXwS7YrI/AAAAAAAABJk/-yjboRsm7eY/s1600-h/DSCN7930+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340374563697681074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/ShzSXwS7YrI/AAAAAAAABJk/-yjboRsm7eY/s320/DSCN7930+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the rest of us just don't feel the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6267666275638024619?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6267666275638024619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6267666275638024619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6267666275638024619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6267666275638024619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-were-one-woman-down.html' title='When we&apos;re one (wo)man down'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/ShzSXne5nQI/AAAAAAAABJc/1PPZjT1D5KU/s72-c/DSCN7880+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7661907596160382843</id><published>2009-05-19T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:22:15.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Card Collector</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In less than one week, I've collected two 'member' cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/ShGK25XPNlI/AAAAAAAABJU/VPn5a5-wy2I/s1600-h/topshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337199709126604370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/ShGK25XPNlI/AAAAAAAABJU/VPn5a5-wy2I/s320/topshop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/ShGK2ukRQNI/AAAAAAAABJM/AsP0Asx-WvY/s1600-h/fcuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337199706228474066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/ShGK2ukRQNI/AAAAAAAABJM/AsP0Asx-WvY/s320/fcuk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This spells trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7661907596160382843?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7661907596160382843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7661907596160382843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7661907596160382843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7661907596160382843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/05/card-collector.html' title='Card Collector'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/ShGK25XPNlI/AAAAAAAABJU/VPn5a5-wy2I/s72-c/topshop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6949110086279462400</id><published>2009-05-16T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:17:19.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Casey, a good friend, once gave me some very useful advice - The Friend Theory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that, in life, we'll meet 3 kinds of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A friend for a reason&lt;br /&gt;2. A friend for a season&lt;br /&gt;3. A friend for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she told me that it was important to distinguish and be certain about each friend we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend for a reason is someone who just happened to be at the right place and at the right time, going through a particular complicated situation with you. For that period of time, you both had that situation in common and had to rely on each other to overcome it. And that's about all there is to the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend for a season would pretty much be like colleagues and classmates. For a longer period of time, the both of you hang out together, share gossips, giggle and chat for the 5 days a week you spend with each other. But when one leaves the workplace or when you graduate, you will eventually drift apart because you both won't have very much in common anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend for life is someone who you really care for and will make sacrifices for. No matter how far apart you both are, you will still make the effort to keep in touch. A friend for life should also surpass seasons and reasons - that's why she/he is your friend for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here are some of my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is literally a give and take. The favours, the sacrifices, the effort are some of the 'goods' we exchange with our friends - it has to be mutual. And that makes it so much more important that we be sure about the kind of friends we have because we don't want to end up being 'empty', meaning giving up too much to the friends who may not return the 'goods'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6949110086279462400?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6949110086279462400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6949110086279462400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6949110086279462400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6949110086279462400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-4990258331846863494</id><published>2009-05-10T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:54:49.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The shoes under my bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I'm still packing my room (since the beginning of time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't find any space in the shoe cupboard for my new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello these lovely shoes, living under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SgaWWb4PNDI/AAAAAAAABJE/sgt4l5tq9EY/s1600-h/DSCN7677.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SgaWWb4PNDI/AAAAAAAABJE/sgt4l5tq9EY/s320/DSCN7677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-4990258331846863494?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/4990258331846863494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=4990258331846863494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4990258331846863494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4990258331846863494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/05/shoes-under-my-bed.html' title='The shoes under my bed'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SgaWWb4PNDI/AAAAAAAABJE/sgt4l5tq9EY/s72-c/DSCN7677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-3910810555838480539</id><published>2009-05-07T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:15:59.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh</title><content type='html'>Did I tell you that I was made redundant by the three very efficient interns? Well, of course I'm still the best, but we should give others a chance to prove their worth - right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-3910810555838480539?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/3910810555838480539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=3910810555838480539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3910810555838480539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3910810555838480539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/05/sheesh.html' title='Sheesh'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-1660169650646762136</id><published>2009-04-20T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:08:25.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you think it can't get any worse...</title><content type='html'>Try falling off a treadmill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-1660169650646762136?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/1660169650646762136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=1660169650646762136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1660169650646762136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1660169650646762136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-you-think-it-cant-get-any-worse.html' title='When you think it can&apos;t get any worse...'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6328083087484616785</id><published>2009-04-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:34:34.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snatch Thieves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdtyiBRO3zI/AAAAAAAABIs/zlJlAeNH9xc/s1600-h/DSCN6599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdtyiBRO3zI/AAAAAAAABIs/zlJlAeNH9xc/s320/DSCN6599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdtyiV_s2DI/AAAAAAAABI0/t1XpdFGyP28/s1600-h/DSCN6600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdtyiV_s2DI/AAAAAAAABI0/t1XpdFGyP28/s320/DSCN6600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdtyifCUITI/AAAAAAAABI8/MJC1r3e0N1k/s1600-h/DSCN6601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdtyifCUITI/AAAAAAAABI8/MJC1r3e0N1k/s320/DSCN6601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6328083087484616785?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6328083087484616785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6328083087484616785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6328083087484616785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6328083087484616785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/04/snatch-thieves.html' title='Snatch Thieves'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdtyiBRO3zI/AAAAAAAABIs/zlJlAeNH9xc/s72-c/DSCN6599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8843810142126229105</id><published>2009-04-05T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:15:23.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like your outfit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdhMesGtsSI/AAAAAAAABIM/QDptjVuJUH8/s1600-h/DSCN7243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdhMesGtsSI/AAAAAAAABIM/QDptjVuJUH8/s320/DSCN7243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdhMejpZokI/AAAAAAAABIU/kk_SKwOYLuY/s1600-h/DSCN7249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdhMejpZokI/AAAAAAAABIU/kk_SKwOYLuY/s320/DSCN7249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdhMeisZGuI/AAAAAAAABIc/6q_OZIUb-2I/s1600-h/DSCN7255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdhMeisZGuI/AAAAAAAABIc/6q_OZIUb-2I/s320/DSCN7255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdhMe6yWAdI/AAAAAAAABIk/jk_Gn5DUKsE/s1600-h/DSCN7268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdhMe6yWAdI/AAAAAAAABIk/jk_Gn5DUKsE/s320/DSCN7268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8843810142126229105?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8843810142126229105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8843810142126229105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8843810142126229105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8843810142126229105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-like-your-outfit.html' title='i like your outfit'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SdhMesGtsSI/AAAAAAAABIM/QDptjVuJUH8/s72-c/DSCN7243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8313992271505794152</id><published>2009-01-16T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:45:39.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ting Tings!</title><content type='html'>And I'm not even their biggest fan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SXCPS2SgzQI/AAAAAAAABH8/jpC_-_e5gNE/s1600-h/DSCN6301+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291887116133911810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SXCPS2SgzQI/AAAAAAAABH8/jpC_-_e5gNE/s320/DSCN6301+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I guess I love my job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8313992271505794152?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8313992271505794152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8313992271505794152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8313992271505794152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8313992271505794152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/01/ting-tings.html' title='The Ting Tings!'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SXCPS2SgzQI/AAAAAAAABH8/jpC_-_e5gNE/s72-c/DSCN6301+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-5477946728551946104</id><published>2009-01-11T16:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:37:51.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Lost!</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since my last blog post. The real reason is complicated, but the backup reason is that it really is almost a chore to blog since Facebook made it so easy to update your friends about your activities. But for those who still haven't gotten themselves connected on Facebook, here's what you need to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the day started bright and early, and we made our way up Mt Faber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsgNThx4I/AAAAAAAABH0/s5diJICv-tQ/s1600-h/DSCN6173-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289948906650716034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsgNThx4I/AAAAAAAABH0/s5diJICv-tQ/s320/DSCN6173-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stopped for a while cos this group of sec school kids, who were walking ahead of us, were so damn noisy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsfzFMfSI/AAAAAAAABHs/Il-7dtEP7Mg/s1600-h/DSCN6186-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289948899611278626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsfzFMfSI/AAAAAAAABHs/Il-7dtEP7Mg/s320/DSCN6186-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Upon reaching the Henderson Waves, we were so excited that we started running all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsNYYLgCI/AAAAAAAABHk/9wjF4-dZ06M/s1600-h/DSCN6198-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289948583205503010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsNYYLgCI/AAAAAAAABHk/9wjF4-dZ06M/s320/DSCN6198-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we took a break. Liz and Faridah decided to do some push-ups while the rest of us relaxed. I think I was trying to do some squats (they're good for your bum!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsNGC9KxI/AAAAAAAABHc/3t710DfCd8U/s1600-h/DSCN6236-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289948578284645138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsNGC9KxI/AAAAAAAABHc/3t710DfCd8U/s320/DSCN6236-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello, peek-a-boo, we approached the Forest Walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsMxZTYMI/AAAAAAAABHU/YipPK1BBnXo/s1600-h/DSCN6269-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289948572741230786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsMxZTYMI/AAAAAAAABHU/YipPK1BBnXo/s320/DSCN6269-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We meandered through the Forest Walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsM8nJRMI/AAAAAAAABHM/7d9lKXwfZZw/s1600-h/DSCN6280-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289948575752078530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsM8nJRMI/AAAAAAAABHM/7d9lKXwfZZw/s320/DSCN6280-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And ended up at Hort Park with the Tin Man. Trust me, you don't wanna know what Dorothy looks like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsMm8QTTI/AAAAAAAABHE/JfeCo8ooY-I/s1600-h/DSCN6285-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289948569935039794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsMm8QTTI/AAAAAAAABHE/JfeCo8ooY-I/s320/DSCN6285-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happily eating some ice-cream while Liz insists that she shall not put back those calories that she'd burned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmqqxIe0mI/AAAAAAAABG8/_G9JVH6M4Vk/s1600-h/DSCN6298-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289946889043497570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmqqxIe0mI/AAAAAAAABG8/_G9JVH6M4Vk/s320/DSCN6298-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The show-stopper was Mr Green, a tree snake that we spotted along the Canopy Walk. It even had some opening shrieks from Jaime (and I can't remember who).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmqq8L45JI/AAAAAAAABG0/NtNJiexvY7I/s1600-h/DSCN6300-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289946892010579090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmqq8L45JI/AAAAAAAABG0/NtNJiexvY7I/s320/DSCN6300-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting, our heroes from WWII. (Now you know why we lost!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-5477946728551946104?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/5477946728551946104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=5477946728551946104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5477946728551946104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5477946728551946104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-get-lost.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Lost!'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SWmsgNThx4I/AAAAAAAABH0/s5diJICv-tQ/s72-c/DSCN6173-1+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-5306836021180262083</id><published>2008-08-20T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:22:39.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt Caramel</title><content type='html'>No one seems to like it. I wonder why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-5306836021180262083?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/5306836021180262083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=5306836021180262083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5306836021180262083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5306836021180262083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/08/burnt-caramel.html' title='Burnt Caramel'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8832422079126835931</id><published>2008-08-03T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:20:48.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Whim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Happy 20th Shah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SJWkD1R3EAI/AAAAAAAAAxE/iJFYVXvzUzk/s1600-h/DSCN2942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SJWkD1R3EAI/AAAAAAAAAxE/iJFYVXvzUzk/s320/DSCN2942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like tradition, we give Shah a present, a cake, and a menu from whichever restaurant we dine at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a whim, we bought ourselves tickets to the reverse bungee and the new GX-5 swing. The guy manning the ride soon found out that while he sent up 3 ladies and 2 guys, 5 ladies landed instead. I wonder why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8832422079126835931?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8832422079126835931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8832422079126835931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8832422079126835931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8832422079126835931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-whim.html' title='On A Whim'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SJWkD1R3EAI/AAAAAAAAAxE/iJFYVXvzUzk/s72-c/DSCN2942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-2445555831534857031</id><published>2008-07-29T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:31:52.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you talked me into this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SI30TOXnOGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/GsgHSoLnaoQ/s1600-h/DSCN2857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SI30TOXnOGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/GsgHSoLnaoQ/s320/DSCN2857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am I too nice? or are you just too good at talking me into things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we found something in common.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-2445555831534857031?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/2445555831534857031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=2445555831534857031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2445555831534857031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2445555831534857031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-talked-me-into-this.html' title='you talked me into this'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SI30TOXnOGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/GsgHSoLnaoQ/s72-c/DSCN2857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6998264948459966296</id><published>2008-06-23T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T12:50:13.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Wong Won't Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jaime: eh i want to buy this punching thing, like a bu tao wong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Phoebe: hello? you have a stupid bunny there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;J: whats a bu tao wong in english called?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;P: hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;J: mr wong wont fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;P: HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;J: it actually sounds like a chinese name hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;P: im trying to control my laughter here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;J: but seriously, whats it called?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;P: my mom watching tv prob thinks im nuts, MR WONG??!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;J: maybee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Fall'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6954090614875671784</id><published>2008-06-11T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T01:08:05.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello?</title><content type='html'>When I'm bored and aimless, I usually imagine you talking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't usually remember what you say anyway, so I guess it can't be that important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6954090614875671784?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6954090614875671784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6954090614875671784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6954090614875671784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6954090614875671784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello.html' title='Hello?'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-4177560324974464291</id><published>2008-05-31T15:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T15:30:47.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been three long years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8sVCm6aI/AAAAAAAAAto/Iu8SV7B1GDQ/s1600-h/DSCN2504(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206439007732820386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8sVCm6aI/AAAAAAAAAto/Iu8SV7B1GDQ/s320/DSCN2504(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carrie's looking good now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8s1Cm6bI/AAAAAAAAAtw/MuDMZPsYNms/s1600-h/DSCN2510(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206439016322754994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8s1Cm6bI/AAAAAAAAAtw/MuDMZPsYNms/s320/DSCN2510(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and trying to make me cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8tFCm6cI/AAAAAAAAAt4/vkAkbzA19GE/s1600-h/DSCN2511(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206439020617722306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8tFCm6cI/AAAAAAAAAt4/vkAkbzA19GE/s320/DSCN2511(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;big wide smiles expressed our sense of relieve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8NVCm6VI/AAAAAAAAAtA/jgu66BsxFYs/s1600-h/DSCN2513(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438475156875602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8NVCm6VI/AAAAAAAAAtA/jgu66BsxFYs/s320/DSCN2513(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaime thinks we're too hot for this frumpy outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8OFCm6WI/AAAAAAAAAtI/OeCnzMP92Ow/s1600-h/DSCN2514(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438488041777506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8OFCm6WI/AAAAAAAAAtI/OeCnzMP92Ow/s320/DSCN2514(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaime gives her mom a big hug. (I wonder why)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8OFCm6XI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/w2wRV_5u_AU/s1600-h/DSCN2529(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438488041777522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8OFCm6XI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/w2wRV_5u_AU/s320/DSCN2529(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; altogether now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8OVCm6YI/AAAAAAAAAtY/B2odVSAuEQY/s1600-h/DSCN2537(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438492336744834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8OVCm6YI/AAAAAAAAAtY/B2odVSAuEQY/s320/DSCN2537(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sexy ladies in black and the indian boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8OlCm6ZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/s6FEnjdbTAQ/s1600-h/DSCN2546(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438496631712146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8OlCm6ZI/AAAAAAAAAtg/s6FEnjdbTAQ/s320/DSCN2546(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;trying to be Carrie Bradshaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7ylCm6QI/AAAAAAAAAsY/XtYKaOu-aD0/s1600-h/DSCN2548(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438015595374850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7ylCm6QI/AAAAAAAAAsY/XtYKaOu-aD0/s320/DSCN2548(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the boyfriend and the girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7y1Cm6RI/AAAAAAAAAsg/2qp_YgkWd48/s1600-h/DSCN2551(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438019890342162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7y1Cm6RI/AAAAAAAAAsg/2qp_YgkWd48/s320/DSCN2551(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Whatever Shah", said Faridah and Avie as they both rolled their eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7y1Cm6SI/AAAAAAAAAso/a7q1I3z4xjM/s1600-h/DSCN2555(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438019890342178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7y1Cm6SI/AAAAAAAAAso/a7q1I3z4xjM/s320/DSCN2555(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Felicia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7zFCm6TI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ioVkE7J9pvc/s1600-h/DSCN2556(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438024185309490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7zFCm6TI/AAAAAAAAAsw/ioVkE7J9pvc/s320/DSCN2556(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and we're thinking of something naughty again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7zVCm6UI/AAAAAAAAAs4/viJxCqbJgzo/s1600-h/DSCN2567(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206438028480276802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7zVCm6UI/AAAAAAAAAs4/viJxCqbJgzo/s320/DSCN2567(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy 21st Avie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7RFCm6LI/AAAAAAAAArw/sRtwka4SYqg/s1600-h/DSCN2571(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206437440069757106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7RFCm6LI/AAAAAAAAArw/sRtwka4SYqg/s320/DSCN2571(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;princess for the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7RVCm6MI/AAAAAAAAAr4/kZucTcsqEJA/s1600-h/DSCN2572(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206437444364724418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7RVCm6MI/AAAAAAAAAr4/kZucTcsqEJA/s320/DSCN2572(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yum yum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7RlCm6NI/AAAAAAAAAsA/voLusZcLRQM/s1600-h/DSCN2573(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206437448659691730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7RlCm6NI/AAAAAAAAAsA/voLusZcLRQM/s320/DSCN2573(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's to the birthday girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7R1Cm6OI/AAAAAAAAAsI/dxzoXnVzZrA/s1600-h/DSCN2574(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206437452954659042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7R1Cm6OI/AAAAAAAAAsI/dxzoXnVzZrA/s320/DSCN2574(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everybody do something stupid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206437452954659058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED7R1Cm6PI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/6-osVoaXBS4/s320/DSCN2575(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;finish up, we've got to get to Zouk!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-4177560324974464291?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/4177560324974464291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=4177560324974464291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4177560324974464291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4177560324974464291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation!'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SED8sVCm6aI/AAAAAAAAAto/Iu8SV7B1GDQ/s72-c/DSCN2504(edit).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-5524960056501927141</id><published>2008-05-26T22:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:42:23.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girly Sleepover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a Saturday afternoon, Jaime and I checked into Robertson Quay Hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrajlCm6GI/AAAAAAAAArI/Je7LY_ITcTU/s1600-h/DSCN2370(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204712624153356386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrajlCm6GI/AAAAAAAAArI/Je7LY_ITcTU/s320/DSCN2370(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaime giggles at the scenery &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrakVCm6HI/AAAAAAAAArQ/kfFZKc-URuA/s1600-h/DSCN2372(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204712637038258290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrakVCm6HI/AAAAAAAAArQ/kfFZKc-URuA/s320/DSCN2372(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;while i complained about this recent mosquito bite&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDraklCm6II/AAAAAAAAArY/nfCokIsP9d0/s1600-h/DSCN2378(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204712641333225602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDraklCm6II/AAAAAAAAArY/nfCokIsP9d0/s320/DSCN2378(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we met for dinner with the rest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrak1Cm6JI/AAAAAAAAArg/EAq_iLxQoA0/s1600-h/DSCN2380(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204712645628192914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrak1Cm6JI/AAAAAAAAArg/EAq_iLxQoA0/s320/DSCN2380(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with Avie, who was all green&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDralFCm6KI/AAAAAAAAAro/p12U6DC20cQ/s1600-h/DSCN2383(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204712649923160226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDralFCm6KI/AAAAAAAAAro/p12U6DC20cQ/s320/DSCN2383(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hanged around Clarke Quay a bit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXJVCm6BI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_PF37LTjgdU/s1600-h/DSCN2389(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708874646906898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXJVCm6BI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_PF37LTjgdU/s320/DSCN2389(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;let the games begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXJlCm6CI/AAAAAAAAAqo/_ouE9cJyvI4/s1600-h/DSCN2393(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708878941874210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXJlCm6CI/AAAAAAAAAqo/_ouE9cJyvI4/s320/DSCN2393(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but before we start...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXJ1Cm6DI/AAAAAAAAAqw/PNzNMYBA-Bg/s1600-h/DSCN2396(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708883236841522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXJ1Cm6DI/AAAAAAAAAqw/PNzNMYBA-Bg/s320/DSCN2396(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some photo taking to remind us of how we looked while we were still sober&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXKFCm6EI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Mb8Bm7XxQZc/s1600-h/DSCN2400(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708887531808834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXKFCm6EI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Mb8Bm7XxQZc/s320/DSCN2400(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and now we aim to build a tower to compete with Magnum Force&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXKVCm6FI/AAAAAAAAArA/F1BjT90Nhtw/s1600-h/DSCN2405(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708891826776146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrXKVCm6FI/AAAAAAAAArA/F1BjT90Nhtw/s320/DSCN2405(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Raf, no naughty games!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWkVCm58I/AAAAAAAAAp4/jy2rest9lW4/s1600-h/DSCN2409(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708238991747010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWkVCm58I/AAAAAAAAAp4/jy2rest9lW4/s320/DSCN2409(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we made it with Raf's bum being the highest point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWk1Cm59I/AAAAAAAAAqA/1A5r4XvCQpA/s1600-h/DSCN2410(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708247581681618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWk1Cm59I/AAAAAAAAAqA/1A5r4XvCQpA/s320/DSCN2410(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TABOO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWlFCm5-I/AAAAAAAAAqI/GHiwFsJtG7E/s1600-h/DSCN2413(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708251876648930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWlFCm5-I/AAAAAAAAAqI/GHiwFsJtG7E/s320/DSCN2413(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and of cos, Jaime and Phoebe always win.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Earlier in the afternoon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jaime: eh, I bought a can of Lychees! Later we can have martinees.&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe: Yay, then you got bring can opener?&lt;br /&gt;Jaime: I brought a wine opener though.&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe: great...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And now Jaime will demonstrate how to open a can of Lychees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWlFCm5_I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/DgcyefIZQwc/s1600-h/DSCN2419(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708251876648946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWlFCm5_I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/DgcyefIZQwc/s320/DSCN2419(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;first, use the vodka bottle to hammer the wine opener to create a hole in the can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWlVCm6AI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Lim-Z8UnEI0/s1600-h/DSCN2421(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204708256171616258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWlVCm6AI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Lim-Z8UnEI0/s320/DSCN2421(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;next, wriggle the wine opener to create the hole.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWNFCm53I/AAAAAAAAApQ/kmuaMBLYPEQ/s1600-h/DSCN2426(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707839559788402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWNFCm53I/AAAAAAAAApQ/kmuaMBLYPEQ/s320/DSCN2426(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when you've finally made a hole, use the blade to cut open the can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, Jaime really did open the can of Lychees. Amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWNFCm54I/AAAAAAAAApY/uX9CFYhgH9s/s1600-h/DSCN2430(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707839559788418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWNFCm54I/AAAAAAAAApY/uX9CFYhgH9s/s320/DSCN2430(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and now, back to where we were. Avie left for a midnight movie with her family, and Winnie comes back from the long conversation with her boyfriend. Felicia also returned from a birthday party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWNVCm55I/AAAAAAAAApg/TA5CNFfBU-o/s1600-h/DSCN2432(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707843854755730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWNVCm55I/AAAAAAAAApg/TA5CNFfBU-o/s320/DSCN2432(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who loves waffles?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWNVCm56I/AAAAAAAAApo/0MNTIDsiCDo/s1600-h/DSCN2442(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707843854755746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWNVCm56I/AAAAAAAAApo/0MNTIDsiCDo/s320/DSCN2442(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Winnie sets a rule:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone to stand on the bed while playing the drinking game!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWOVCm57I/AAAAAAAAApw/gcq8IO3g1OQ/s1600-h/DSCN2443(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707861034624946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrWOVCm57I/AAAAAAAAApw/gcq8IO3g1OQ/s320/DSCN2443(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2eaff458e5cdedc1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2eaff458e5cdedc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331987663%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D628B573FD7ABDFD1DD9EBA518355A00B53CF5AB9.46E11143407F4FA4B19AD37D9C195B8820489CAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2eaff458e5cdedc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6ccjVtDnFUY97y20r9nalWrE9AQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2eaff458e5cdedc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331987663%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D628B573FD7ABDFD1DD9EBA518355A00B53CF5AB9.46E11143407F4FA4B19AD37D9C195B8820489CAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2eaff458e5cdedc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6ccjVtDnFUY97y20r9nalWrE9AQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Winnie sets another rule:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who has to drink will have to say the chi-chi bom-bom cheer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707036400904018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrVeVCm51I/AAAAAAAAApA/PVp4nV8cvUM/s320/DSCN2451(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we continue...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707040695871330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrVelCm52I/AAAAAAAAApI/RvOJzyUgBpY/s320/DSCN2446(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is how Raf takes a break.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707036400904002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrVeVCm50I/AAAAAAAAAo4/DRO-gm45mN4/s320/DSCN2456(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is how Winnie takes a break.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204707032105936690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrVeFCm5zI/AAAAAAAAAow/WhUB9fwhAbg/s320/DSCN2462(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; and this is how Jaime does the chi-chi bom-bom cheer. (she thinks she's a Magnum Force cheerleader)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The rest of the stuff we did are secret. Goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-5524960056501927141?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2eaff458e5cdedc1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/5524960056501927141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=5524960056501927141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5524960056501927141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5524960056501927141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/05/girly-sleepover.html' title='A Girly Sleepover'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDrajlCm6GI/AAAAAAAAArI/Je7LY_ITcTU/s72-c/DSCN2370(edit).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6475689829509542871</id><published>2008-05-21T23:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:33:04.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow up, Jaime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The annual gathering at Fish &amp;amp; Co. - how unexciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up for a 'pre-birthday' dinner, cos Shah, Raf and Winnie would be away on Jaime's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ75YFsLoI/AAAAAAAAAnA/srXbvC3V7ik/s1600-h/DSCN2257(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849326424665730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ75YFsLoI/AAAAAAAAAnA/srXbvC3V7ik/s320/DSCN2257(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretending to enjoy our dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ75oFsLpI/AAAAAAAAAnI/nGIn4W66DHE/s1600-h/DSCN2278(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849330719633042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ75oFsLpI/AAAAAAAAAnI/nGIn4W66DHE/s320/DSCN2278(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the cake she shamelessly picked and made us pay for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849335014600354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ754FsLqI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/bC2xzp9y7uQ/s320/DSCN2287(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; 1 for 1 martinis, and Shah with a gay non-alcoholic drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ76YFsLrI/AAAAAAAAAnY/da6EWFJ2OMg/s1600-h/DSCN2288(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849343604534962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ76YFsLrI/AAAAAAAAAnY/da6EWFJ2OMg/s320/DSCN2288(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with a peanut in between her fingers and the sign of peace, Jaime expressed her heartfelt joy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And now for the real surprise party:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jaime didn't know that Phoebe, the mastermind, actually planned a surprise for her. As everyone gathered at her tiny Bishan hole, Julie keeps Jaime out of the house while the rest of us get ready and others...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849347899502274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ76oFsLsI/AAAAAAAAAng/mIDCOWkiBoo/s320/DSCN2295(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sitting ducks pretending to be useful before Jaime arrives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jaime finally arrives:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2a76d305eba0b022" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a76d305eba0b022%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331987663%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56A2EE5F372E48C2795A96534BDC66E602C5810E.5D205B11414E85B2BD18EE29FDD2FFEFDD636385%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a76d305eba0b022%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEVvr5SdL9Vp7skuBeH7d9KgMssc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a76d305eba0b022%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331987663%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56A2EE5F372E48C2795A96534BDC66E602C5810E.5D205B11414E85B2BD18EE29FDD2FFEFDD636385%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a76d305eba0b022%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEVvr5SdL9Vp7skuBeH7d9KgMssc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And for the party:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849730151591634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ8Q4FsLtI/AAAAAAAAAno/4N8-1Lg3S84/s320/DSCN2304(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Charades, how can we forget?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849743036493570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ8RoFsLwI/AAAAAAAAAoA/86HDg8Nb9RM/s320/DSCN2320(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;the bunny suicides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849747331460882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ8R4FsLxI/AAAAAAAAAoI/oPoBXVaKSng/s320/DSCN2325(edit_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to Jaime's amusement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849734446558946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ8RIFsLuI/AAAAAAAAAnw/E4UgRs_hwQY/s320/DSCN2310(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kids were invited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203014670033341730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDTSRpB7zSI/AAAAAAAAAog/o0vopAV91jk/s320/DSCN2332(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;and Kisha is already trying to turn her bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202850967102172978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ9Y4FsLzI/AAAAAAAAAoY/MshzA1zQw7o/s320/DSCN2345(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;for some reason, Jaime and Cherie look so much like each other. i wonder why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202849738741526258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ8RYFsLvI/AAAAAAAAAn4/X7XqITurWgs/s320/DSCN2315(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; altogether, SMILE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a tribute to the two boys who won't be attending graduation:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848836798393970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ7c4FsLnI/AAAAAAAAAm4/nxSiaox6_H0/s320/DSCN2358(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Harry Potter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ7cYFsLmI/AAAAAAAAAmw/FNRMSITL_3A/s1600-h/DSCN2361(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202848828208459362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ7cYFsLmI/AAAAAAAAAmw/FNRMSITL_3A/s320/DSCN2361(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the Order of the Phoenix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6475689829509542871?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2a76d305eba0b022&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6475689829509542871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6475689829509542871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6475689829509542871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6475689829509542871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/05/grow-up-jaime.html' title='Grow up, Jaime!'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/SDQ75YFsLoI/AAAAAAAAAnA/srXbvC3V7ik/s72-c/DSCN2257(edit).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-230953808031783718</id><published>2008-05-07T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:33:04.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i grow up, i want to be just like...</title><content type='html'>While I was at 938LIVE, i wanted to be just like Deborah - professional, precise and almost always perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so good at presenting, whether it was the news or an interview. I would listen to her voice on air every afternoon and just think of how soothing and lovely it was. Honestly, I would never liken anyone's talking voice to lovely, but Deborah's voice was just wonderful, like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wish this was all just a dream. But if you haven't heard it on the news, Deborah passed away yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the article posted by CNA &lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/346051/1/.html"&gt;http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/346051/1/.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I was so shaken the afternoon I heard about Deborah's illness. I took over her Health Bites capsule while she was on MC. And that very afternoon, I happened to be recording my first ever radio capsule for broadcast. It was so difficult trying not to think about her and yet recording a health related capsule which was one of her fortes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she's probably taking a well-deserved rest and I'm happy for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-230953808031783718?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/230953808031783718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=230953808031783718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/230953808031783718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/230953808031783718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-i-grow-up-i-want-to-be-just-like.html' title='when i grow up, i want to be just like...'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-553327414647983675</id><published>2008-05-04T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:23:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what took you so long?</title><content type='html'>After two bloody long years, Peter Yap Wanshern finally made his way down to sunny Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-553327414647983675?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/553327414647983675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=553327414647983675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/553327414647983675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/553327414647983675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-took-you-so-long_04.html' title='what took you so long?'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7834892316351690697</id><published>2008-05-02T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T03:04:25.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Drift</title><content type='html'>Tokyo is so busy that you'll feel so bad for being lazy. Well, unless you're on a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets are plastered with bilboards and all sorts of neon signs flashing here and there. Night life in Tokyo is actually quite happening. But I'd rather not talk about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can seriously get lost along the streets because for one, you probably can't read japanese, and for another, all the bilboards and signs look the same! And it doesn't help that the people there speak limited English. But hand gestures, sound effects and stupid actions helped us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days hanging around Harajuku and Shinjuku, the popular shopping streets of Tokyo, was overwhelming, confusing, and just plain messy. But it's an experience after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still don't understand how purple and green and black and yellow and red and blue and stripes and polka dots go together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A promise to put up many pictures. It's time for bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7834892316351690697?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7834892316351690697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7834892316351690697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7834892316351690697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7834892316351690697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/05/tokyo-drift.html' title='Tokyo Drift'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7989080552882372886</id><published>2008-04-26T09:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:02:40.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Fishy in Hokkaido</title><content type='html'>It really smelt like fish over there in Hokkaido. After all, it's got a big fishing industry there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to catch the morning buzz, or rather, squeal, of the morning market in Hakodate. The crabs were bigger than my head! Not that my head is really big, but whoa, their claws are big enough to pinch not only my fingers, but my whole arm! Okay, I might have exaggerated that bit, but wait till you see pictures of those creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crabs I ate will make Jaime eternally jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Royce chocolates I bought will make Shah a happy man. Royce is produced in Hokkaido, and limited edition stuff will only be found in Hokkaido itself. Are we lucky Shah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I thought of everyone else. Every piece of purple item reminded me of Kisha. Every beggar on the street reminded me of Avie. (Okay, I'm kidding, don't poke me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to get back to reality, I'm in Mt Fuji and it's freaking 7 degrees and my mom is bugging me. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7989080552882372886?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7989080552882372886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7989080552882372886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7989080552882372886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7989080552882372886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/04/somethings-fishy-in-hokkaido.html' title='Something&apos;s Fishy in Hokkaido'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-656870401282498511</id><published>2008-04-18T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T19:15:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Osaka</title><content type='html'>It's been 6 days. Osaka could never be more exciting, every day was different place, different scenery, different japanese cuisine and lingo - it's kinda overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stayed at a ryokan at Mount Koyasan. A ryokan is a Japanese temple which houses people like an inn, so I guess it's an inn as well. You would imagine prayers all day long and monks roaming along the corridors or ringing bells or a big gong. Nothing of that sort! In fact, it's simple tranquil setting, together with a typical traditional Japanese interior of wood floorings and tatami mats made everything zen and peaceful. That's what I call an ideal retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, the weather was a little cold - actually, it was very cold (10.1 degrees to be exact). The only heater was located in the rooms. So the corridors are always cold. Imagine going to the toilet? And shower? Brrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strolling along Shinsaibashi was fun. Looking at kawaii Japanese girls and really cute Japanese boys (enough for each of my girlfriends). The people here dress really well. But of course there are some who think that yellow and blue and green and red and black and strips and polka dots go well altogether, but that's another thing on its own. But for the rest of the normal Japanese population, they look great. The men dress well, the women actually bother to make-up (I would say a good 90% of the women are all well made-up). They dress so well that they make our typical Singaporean dress code look like pyjamas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go on to talk about the food, this post will never end. I will put up pictures when I return on 1 May. Till then, to many more happy days in NIPPON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokkaido here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-656870401282498511?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/656870401282498511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=656870401282498511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/656870401282498511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/656870401282498511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/04/osaka.html' title='Osaka'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-5138086649209203571</id><published>2008-03-19T17:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:47:25.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you look closely</title><content type='html'>if you look closely, you'll realise that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R-DecEQyA_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/oYZWhkY2k1c/s1600-h/DSCN0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179384145237902322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R-DecEQyA_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/oYZWhkY2k1c/s320/DSCN0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jaime is two-faced - for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R-DdIkQyA9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/0aUleoqSKKc/s1600-h/DSCN0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179382710718825426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R-DdIkQyA9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/0aUleoqSKKc/s320/DSCN0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; avie stands still as the world goes by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(seriously, what was the indian boy and chinese girl thinking?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R-DcCEQyA8I/AAAAAAAAAho/WMJO1TfzDt4/s1600-h/DSCN0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179381499538047938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R-DcCEQyA8I/AAAAAAAAAho/WMJO1TfzDt4/s320/DSCN0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyone didn't know what to say or do about jaime's unattractive habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-5138086649209203571?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/5138086649209203571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=5138086649209203571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5138086649209203571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5138086649209203571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-you-look-closely.html' title='if you look closely'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R-DecEQyA_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/oYZWhkY2k1c/s72-c/DSCN0122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-4655674568434448894</id><published>2008-03-17T21:13:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:48:43.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was a gathering like no other - with my new nikon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R950A0QyA6I/AAAAAAAAAhY/U5vtSVSfINM/s1600-h/DSCN0070(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178704178900501410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R950A0QyA6I/AAAAAAAAAhY/U5vtSVSfINM/s320/DSCN0070(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was too early, but i met up with kisha at the airport to send terence off anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zvUQyA5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/WM-WgDHiFt8/s1600-h/DSCN0097(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178703878252790674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zvUQyA5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/WM-WgDHiFt8/s320/DSCN0097(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we loitered around and showed off our new cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zkUQyA4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/9ZwHW8VzSFM/s1600-h/DSCN0102(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178703689274229634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zkUQyA4I/AAAAAAAAAhI/9ZwHW8VzSFM/s320/DSCN0102(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; before long, it was evening. so we met up with a few of our homies at arab street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zZUQyA3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/Aw1fXfKETuE/s1600-h/DSCN0112(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178703500295668594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zZUQyA3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/Aw1fXfKETuE/s320/DSCN0112(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and kisha insists on homer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zOkQyA2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/jDzQLiPmYvI/s1600-h/DSCN0125(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178703315612074850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zOkQyA2I/AAAAAAAAAg4/jDzQLiPmYvI/s320/DSCN0125(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as i went on fooling around with my nikon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zHkQyA1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/NYIyF24nKqQ/s1600-h/DSCN0127(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178703195352990546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95zHkQyA1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/NYIyF24nKqQ/s320/DSCN0127(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jaime is undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95y5UQyA0I/AAAAAAAAAgo/NBid_6tZ6ko/s1600-h/DSCN0128(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178702950539854658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95y5UQyA0I/AAAAAAAAAgo/NBid_6tZ6ko/s320/DSCN0128(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you can tell so much from the way a person is sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95ytEQyAzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fzt1iPwmxYs/s1600-h/DSCN0130(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178702740086457138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95ytEQyAzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fzt1iPwmxYs/s320/DSCN0130(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and i realised we were sitting around a well-worned table. (it's shah in the background btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95yfUQyAyI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vTinV14FsVo/s1600-h/DSCN0135(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178702503863255842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95yfUQyAyI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vTinV14FsVo/s320/DSCN0135(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; avie pretending to be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95yGUQyAxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LSr-KhetZ9Q/s1600-h/DSCN0136(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178702074366526226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95yGUQyAxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LSr-KhetZ9Q/s320/DSCN0136(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shah trying to act cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95xyUQyAwI/AAAAAAAAAgI/CxDzuf5vGM4/s1600-h/DSCN0164(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178701730769142530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95xyUQyAwI/AAAAAAAAAgI/CxDzuf5vGM4/s320/DSCN0164(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ben being confused, and faridah trying to confuse him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95u70QyAvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/u0e0UienEqA/s1600-h/DSCN0169(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178698595443016434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95u70QyAvI/AAAAAAAAAgA/u0e0UienEqA/s320/DSCN0169(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; check out the new local sitcom - House of Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95uuEQyAuI/AAAAAAAAAf4/S7P-_fp4NW8/s1600-h/DSCN0176(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178698359219815138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95uuEQyAuI/AAAAAAAAAf4/S7P-_fp4NW8/s320/DSCN0176(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or you can check out Aljunied Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95ukEQyAtI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ecKGjJfSgOc/s1600-h/DSCN0177(edit).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178698187421123282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R95ukEQyAtI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ecKGjJfSgOc/s320/DSCN0177(edit).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bye! (jaime, close your mouth!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-4655674568434448894?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/4655674568434448894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=4655674568434448894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4655674568434448894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4655674568434448894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R950A0QyA6I/AAAAAAAAAhY/U5vtSVSfINM/s72-c/DSCN0070(edit).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7089518793625392837</id><published>2008-02-22T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:19:18.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysian dreamgirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jean'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Dreamgirl by Jean</title><content type='html'>Everybody! Pay attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Jean:&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the running to be the very first Malaysian Dreamgirl! &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExZXlvP5pZs/R79ktdeGvaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Bt3OBM7rVp8/s1600-h/jeanfong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169961629412408738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExZXlvP5pZs/R79ktdeGvaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Bt3OBM7rVp8/s400/jeanfong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only last week I thought such an honour was beyond my wildest imagination, but now it is a reality!&lt;br /&gt;This is truly something new and challenging to me. But I can expect the fun to overwhelm any bad vibes along the way. Actually, the auditions, even though tense, have been fun!&lt;br /&gt;Come 1 March, I'll be living the Malaysian Dream, living in a Dream Home with the other great potential models. Guess what? One of the sponsors is Ted Baker. I think we'll be doing a lot of fittings in One Utama.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all this sounds great! And I'm looking forward to living my dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will support my dream. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out the official website here &lt;a href="http://www.malaysiandreamgirl.tv/"&gt;http://www.malaysiandreamgirl.tv/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to hear from all of you. Please email me at &lt;a href="mailto:malaysiandreamgirl@gmail.com"&gt;malaysiandreamgirl@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One-stop website &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/web.mac.com/yap.wanshern"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Jean's Facebook &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=506206930"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Jean's fan page &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Malaysian-Dreamgirl-by-Jean/11208431649?ref=mf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Jean's group &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=10443274922&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cheat on Peter with Jean, so do check her out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7089518793625392837?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7089518793625392837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7089518793625392837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7089518793625392837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7089518793625392837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/02/malaysian-dreamgirl-by-jean.html' title='Malaysian Dreamgirl by Jean'/><author><name>Peter Yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990744853155074641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExZXlvP5pZs/R79ktdeGvaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Bt3OBM7rVp8/s72-c/jeanfong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8093978987354017527</id><published>2008-02-18T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:13:03.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Bites</title><content type='html'>If you haven't got a chance to see me recently, why not hear my sexy voice on-air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168321581382770610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7mRGGdOH7I/AAAAAAAAAfo/waEg9D-B9OQ/s320/Podcast_healthbites.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every weekdays at 7.45am, 12.45pm, 3.25pm, 6.25pm, 9.45pm, on 938LIVE, let me deliver the health nugget for the day to you! (produced and presented by Phoebe Pong)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can also listen to my interviews with doctors and researchers, and Daily Doses on Body and Soul every weekdays from 3pm-5pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, publicity aside, I'm glad everyone is back. It was a difficult, long and tedious 20 weeks. I'm glad it's over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next up, Pam's 21st birthday bash!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8093978987354017527?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8093978987354017527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8093978987354017527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8093978987354017527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8093978987354017527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/02/health-bites.html' title='Health Bites'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7mRGGdOH7I/AAAAAAAAAfo/waEg9D-B9OQ/s72-c/Podcast_healthbites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-1174497168887456187</id><published>2008-02-14T12:36:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:09:41.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long overdue</title><content type='html'>This happened a good 3 weeks ago, but better late then never eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to my past 20 weeks of internship together with Glen and Joyce. I think the most memorable event for the year (meaning 2008) was the Hua Song Museum tour by The Living Room, 938LIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, Hua Song Museum is part of Haw Paw Villa (and that place is still open). This museum showcases the lives of early chinese immigrants in Singapore. So let's take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PJm2dOH6I/AAAAAAAAAfg/QrvgorVHPFo/s1600-h/IMG_1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PJcGdOH5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/VjC-3WNWRmI/s1600-h/IMG_1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166694682130784146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PJcGdOH5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/VjC-3WNWRmI/s320/IMG_1994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so this is an example of what it's like on board the ship - or hell hole. cos only 1 in 5 men make it to Singapore from China alive due to the terrible living conditions. The tour guide said that some of the men even commit suicide by throwing themselves off the ship into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PJHWdOH4I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yol5-KcMaGA/s1600-h/IMG_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166694325648498562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PJHWdOH4I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/yol5-KcMaGA/s320/IMG_2010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so there were plenty of wax figures. that place was really well maintained. and i think millions were spent to set it up. freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PI22dOH3I/AAAAAAAAAfI/LBn9wh2EU0U/s1600-h/IMG_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166694042180657010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PI22dOH3I/AAAAAAAAAfI/LBn9wh2EU0U/s320/IMG_2042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so here's what they portrayed the typical kitchen to look like. and food always amuses me! i think stanley wants some too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PIYGdOH2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/euYm5JCyX7k/s1600-h/IMG_2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166693513899679586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PIYGdOH2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/euYm5JCyX7k/s320/IMG_2043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i imagined myself to be a housewife, and opening my little... whatever that thing is called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PILmdOH1I/AAAAAAAAAe4/VUtJ3slnf6U/s1600-h/IMG_2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166693299151314770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PILmdOH1I/AAAAAAAAAe4/VUtJ3slnf6U/s320/IMG_2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and killing a snake. ew, that looked quite real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PH_GdOH0I/AAAAAAAAAew/1bcMwnkMg0E/s1600-h/IMG_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166693084402949954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PH_GdOH0I/AAAAAAAAAew/1bcMwnkMg0E/s320/IMG_2072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then they showed us how after an era, all the men chopped off their plaits and started wearing shorter hair. here's a demonstration. not a pleasant experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PHtmdOHzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/XgW-7oW9LEU/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166692783755239218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PHtmdOHzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/XgW-7oW9LEU/s320/IMG_2081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; glen was trying to immitate some wax figure. we think he looks like liang po po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PHK2dOHyI/AAAAAAAAAeg/TtpqpPO-ekg/s1600-h/IMG_2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166692186754785058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PHK2dOHyI/AAAAAAAAAeg/TtpqpPO-ekg/s320/IMG_2083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; welcome to phoebe's mama shop. if you ever try to steal, i'll wack you with my metal scoop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PG6mdOHxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/CW2WkSqtwTQ/s1600-h/IMG_2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166691907581910802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PG6mdOHxI/AAAAAAAAAeY/CW2WkSqtwTQ/s320/IMG_2084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eh what happened to my green beans? one whole sack is missing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PGomdOHwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/UVK8WUNYHSo/s1600-h/IMG_2085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166691598344265474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PGomdOHwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/UVK8WUNYHSo/s320/IMG_2085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oi you joker, give it back to me! (you have to admit, joyce looks convincing in this picture eh? i couldnt help but to laugh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PGX2dOHvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/juG4gFpjMUQ/s1600-h/IMG_2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166691310581456626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PGX2dOHvI/AAAAAAAAAeI/juG4gFpjMUQ/s320/IMG_2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and finally, the three of us decided to do a collaboration. so i was trying to buy something from joyce and glen, the naughty kid is trying to throw an orange at us. how creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PGImdOHuI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UZbcLSnSsYk/s1600-h/IMG_2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166691048588451554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PGImdOHuI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UZbcLSnSsYk/s320/IMG_2089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so what chinese new year greeting shall i write for you sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PF32dOHtI/AAAAAAAAAd4/BTS9gqaO5vQ/s1600-h/IMG_2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166690760825642706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PF32dOHtI/AAAAAAAAAd4/BTS9gqaO5vQ/s320/IMG_2095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my favourite breakfast set - made of silicon. ew, you've gotta try touching it. gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PFr2dOHsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1wrwFg2siwk/s1600-h/IMG_2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166690554667212482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PFr2dOHsI/AAAAAAAAAdw/1wrwFg2siwk/s320/IMG_2099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after the tour, we were waiting for our lunch. we were starving. Finally the really really good tim sum by Made in China Restaurant arrived. whoaaa, it was so good, no one had time to take pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PFgGdOHrI/AAAAAAAAAdo/rjPvfxwqxw8/s1600-h/IMG_2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166690352803749554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PFgGdOHrI/AAAAAAAAAdo/rjPvfxwqxw8/s320/IMG_2102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this is probable the last photo we all took together as interns of 938LIVE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-1174497168887456187?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/1174497168887456187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=1174497168887456187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1174497168887456187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1174497168887456187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-overdue.html' title='long overdue'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R7PJcGdOH5I/AAAAAAAAAfY/VjC-3WNWRmI/s72-c/IMG_1994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6475413963539186725</id><published>2007-12-20T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:52:51.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Slingers vs West Sydney Razorbacks</title><content type='html'>the pictures are rather self-explanatory (you may have to click to enlarge the photos to get my idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lIBzPfZCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6RlfeVeNdug/s1600-h/IMG_1645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145723245019751458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lIBzPfZCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6RlfeVeNdug/s320/IMG_1645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after weeks of selling our CDs, it's time for some fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lHyzPfZBI/AAAAAAAAAdY/pglvG7bYHX8/s1600-h/IMG_1705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145722987321713682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lHyzPfZBI/AAAAAAAAAdY/pglvG7bYHX8/s320/IMG_1705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got some tickets to watch the Singapore Slingers play against the West Sydney Razorbacks at the Singapore Indoor Stadium. and this is the mascot for the Singapore Slingers. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lHmTPfZAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/WuqraPKlpD8/s1600-h/IMG_1727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145722772573348866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lHmTPfZAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/WuqraPKlpD8/s320/IMG_1727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so with a Merlion, where's all our Singaporeans??? I mean these ang mohs were wearing jerseys with 'Singapore Slingers' all over, and i soon found out that these are Australians and they only have 3 Singaporeans in the team, who happened to be sitting at the reserve bench - hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, being so close to the court, at the media/corporate booth, it was prestigious anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lHRjPfY_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/g7DvPVMdpUY/s1600-h/IMG_1731(edit).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145722416091063282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lHRjPfY_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/g7DvPVMdpUY/s320/IMG_1731(edit).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who cares if Singaporeans don't get to play on the team when you've got a cute player like Shane McDonald! (or number 7, that's what we call him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lHEjPfY-I/AAAAAAAAAdA/iLGt-HcHZ78/s1600-h/IMG_1736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145722192752763874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lHEjPfY-I/AAAAAAAAAdA/iLGt-HcHZ78/s320/IMG_1736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so cute. and i guess you've probably figured that we were more interested in this dude rather than the scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lG1DPfY9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/gRL7Nw7_Oes/s1600-h/IMG_1738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145721926464791506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lG1DPfY9I/AAAAAAAAAc4/gRL7Nw7_Oes/s320/IMG_1738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and you can tell by the looks of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lGjjPfY8I/AAAAAAAAAcw/DSrbUsVDU4s/s1600-h/IMG_1740(edit1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145721625817080770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lGjjPfY8I/AAAAAAAAAcw/DSrbUsVDU4s/s320/IMG_1740(edit1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and then we've also noticed this booth right across the court. 'RateMyTurban.com' - seriously??? haha. and this particular sikh had this DIY hailer which he rolled out of a gigantic poster to yell at the West Sydney Razorbacks whenever they get to shoot a penalty, hoping to distract them. how weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lGVzPfY7I/AAAAAAAAAco/HiqgQeCDIGU/s1600-h/IMG_1749(edit).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145721389593879474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lGVzPfY7I/AAAAAAAAAco/HiqgQeCDIGU/s320/IMG_1749(edit).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh and the Slinger girls were pretty. but the Nets dancers were much much better at performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lF2zPfY5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/I93r6rV4jEE/s1600-h/IMG_1754(edit).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145720857017934738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lF2zPfY5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/I93r6rV4jEE/s320/IMG_1754(edit).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the game went on for more than an hour. i was getting bored. the free Brewerkz food and snacks were not entertaining me anymore. and i started to look for something amusing... then realising that number 13 is called 'Rush' and i wondered why the referee is called 'Hummer'. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lFmjPfY4I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/VSRY81fKpoo/s1600-h/IMG_1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145720577845060482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lFmjPfY4I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/VSRY81fKpoo/s320/IMG_1757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh and this Harvey Norman blimp kept hovering around. its quite amusing though. there was this guy holding a remote control, manouvering it around. i wish i could have a go with it. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that was my first experience at a professional basketball tournament. wow. it was amusing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6475413963539186725?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6475413963539186725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6475413963539186725' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6475413963539186725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6475413963539186725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/12/singapore-slingers-vs-west-sydney.html' title='Singapore Slingers vs West Sydney Razorbacks'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2lIBzPfZCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6RlfeVeNdug/s72-c/IMG_1645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-2934377673847406578</id><published>2007-12-18T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:04:55.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a handful of sugar</title><content type='html'>and that's what all these are made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2fSHTPfY3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/PRAvY_mStyQ/s1600-h/40322971_b9b2ebad45_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145312122160243570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2fSHTPfY3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/PRAvY_mStyQ/s320/40322971_b9b2ebad45_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but aren't they lovely? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2fSADPfY2I/AAAAAAAAAcA/PSc6bpAeLo4/s1600-h/40177296_5e5100be68_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145311997606191970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2fSADPfY2I/AAAAAAAAAcA/PSc6bpAeLo4/s320/40177296_5e5100be68_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; someone delivered a box of these to our station today. and of cos, grab them while they're still available!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after eating so many this morning, i started having a headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i decided to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my headache got worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i decided to drink some green tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which didn't help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i ate 1 more macaron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i got well again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;conclusion: macarons are magic - literally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all i want for christmas is... MACARONS! (lots and lots of macarons!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-2934377673847406578?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/2934377673847406578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=2934377673847406578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2934377673847406578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2934377673847406578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/12/handful-of-sugar.html' title='a handful of sugar'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R2fSHTPfY3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/PRAvY_mStyQ/s72-c/40322971_b9b2ebad45_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8795023203076080450</id><published>2007-12-04T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T10:23:23.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a friday night</title><content type='html'>Last Friday was the Singapore Radio Awards. We intended to kaypo around - then we found out that we had lots of stuff to do - little did we know how much fun it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S34c8JcNI/AAAAAAAAAb4/E-2tp_fE_b4/s1600-R/IMG_1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139935255205605586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S34c8JcNI/AAAAAAAAAb4/x1HIgv9M0nk/s320/IMG_1331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all made up, hair styled, and raring to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S3r88JcMI/AAAAAAAAAbw/GEUT_T6Q0ak/s1600-R/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139935040457240770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S3r88JcMI/AAAAAAAAAbw/L-2pKbnNy2Y/s320/IMG_1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is Mr X, my purple willy wonka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S3Us8JcLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DUwqR5UFk84/s1600-R/IMG_1339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139934641025282226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S3Us8JcLI/AAAAAAAAAbo/O6BJstv2llo/s320/IMG_1339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here we are, backstage, and chilling while we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S2rM8JcKI/AAAAAAAAAbg/gXjy8Eh_pnw/s1600-R/IMG_1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139933928060711074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S2rM8JcKI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3-wFK11fqWs/s320/IMG_1342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and of course, doing what girls do best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S1t88JcJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/OfStQ3NZy88/s1600-R/IMG_1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139932875793723538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S1t88JcJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/4Do44qjPmio/s320/IMG_1369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I realised i havent taken any pictures with the 'stars' that night. but here's to the best interns for the night! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S1jM8JcII/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_uctIf8poZU/s1600-R/IMG_1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139932691110129794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S1jM8JcII/AAAAAAAAAbQ/xZdNlTrmXPs/s320/IMG_1370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the photoshoots go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S1F88JcHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/9B56ditjfgQ/s1600-R/IMG_1388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139932188598956146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S1F88JcHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/PRGL777-lpM/s320/IMG_1388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S0u88JcGI/AAAAAAAAAbA/fFIng-u2fog/s1600-R/IMG_1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139931793461964898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S0u88JcGI/AAAAAAAAAbA/5FhfnpwdKB8/s320/IMG_1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; till we decided to take a break at starbucks at the end of the whole event, which ended around 11.45pm for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S0j88JcFI/AAAAAAAAAa4/bc8-v9uSvbk/s1600-R/IMG_1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139931604483403858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S0j88JcFI/AAAAAAAAAa4/dP2ppJQ18pY/s320/IMG_1395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the nicest picture of joyce at starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S0Ys8JcEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ghwZdGM4xC0/s1600-R/IMG_1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139931411209875522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S0Ys8JcEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tsLbKbOP6V8/s320/IMG_1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we stole the VIP poster, which joyce is so thrilled of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S0FM8JcDI/AAAAAAAAAao/vRaplzA7-TQ/s1600-R/IMG_1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139931076202426418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S0FM8JcDI/AAAAAAAAAao/LwhQYP-dZRs/s320/IMG_1410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and courtesy of joyce, the photographer, who thinks that those lamps look really good above me head. hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8795023203076080450?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8795023203076080450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8795023203076080450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8795023203076080450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8795023203076080450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-night.html' title='a friday night'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R1S34c8JcNI/AAAAAAAAAb4/x1HIgv9M0nk/s72-c/IMG_1331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-4872425682023817174</id><published>2007-11-27T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:51:02.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camel with a simple plan</title><content type='html'>it's been a while. and i've been on a rollar coaster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R0w7RWfYJVI/AAAAAAAAAag/gP8w9SJE5cw/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137546444203894098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R0w7RWfYJVI/AAAAAAAAAag/gP8w9SJE5cw/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joyce had eyelash extensions last week. she looks like a camel now. i can't stand it. its so pretentious - but its joyce after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R0w7A2fYJUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/5-8K792E4To/s1600-h/IMG_1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137546160736052546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R0w7A2fYJUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/5-8K792E4To/s320/IMG_1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yesterday was the most exciting day as an intern. i got to attend a preview of SIMPLE PLAN's new album, meet the guys and interview Pierre Bouvier the lead singer and frontman. whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R0w6tmfYJTI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ICQyl-CYbMU/s1600-h/IMG_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137545830023570738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R0w6tmfYJTI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ICQyl-CYbMU/s320/IMG_1306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was nervous, but thankfully, Pierre was really friendly and excited to talk about the band's new album - made my job so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R0w6ZmfYJSI/AAAAAAAAAaI/SfdkG8JemCk/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137545486426187042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R0w6ZmfYJSI/AAAAAAAAAaI/SfdkG8JemCk/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; their new single is so different from their previously whiny and angsty teenage music (imagine 'Perfect', 'Untitled', 'Welcome to My Life'). now they're moving into maroon 5-ish, green day-ish, nickelback-ish. very very different, more mature, and i think they're going to do really well. All the best ang moh boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-4872425682023817174?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/4872425682023817174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=4872425682023817174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4872425682023817174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4872425682023817174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/11/camel-with-simple-plan.html' title='camel with a simple plan'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/R0w7RWfYJVI/AAAAAAAAAag/gP8w9SJE5cw/s72-c/DSC00138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7364569899330955901</id><published>2007-11-12T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:19:07.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday phoebe</title><content type='html'>Happy 20th to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rzcohs8OPNI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Cz663Jc1b7U/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131614859876515026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rzcohs8OPNI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Cz663Jc1b7U/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a hearty japanese dinner with carrie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movie outing with my brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a day out with my mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many birthday greetings from my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially liz, peter, yien, jean, shah, jaime and avie - thanks for the calls, smses, video conference, and even a very funny birthday song through msn video chat. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to end it off, my dad thought that my birthday fell on the 5th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: daddy, can i eat my cake now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad: why do you want to eat your cake now? can't you wait till tmr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: huh? why do i have to wait till tmr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad: isn't your birthday tmr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: argh! WHAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's my dad. and he had this baffled kind of look, and i bet he was wondering if i was trying to play a prank or crack some kinda joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Lana Cake was good. yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7364569899330955901?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7364569899330955901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7364569899330955901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7364569899330955901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7364569899330955901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-phoebe.html' title='happy birthday phoebe'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rzcohs8OPNI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Cz663Jc1b7U/s72-c/DSC00117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-1339255874378843139</id><published>2007-11-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T23:00:30.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so excite!</title><content type='html'>it's always fun to hang out with karen. i can't explain this exceptionally phenomenal chemistry we have when we're together. it's extremely mind-boggling, and it started way back when we were primary school kids. wow, we're getting old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyyLPixOv5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/YFoCo-HGnqQ/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128627174815743890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyyLPixOv5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/YFoCo-HGnqQ/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anyway, it's always fun with karen. we never had to pour out our deepest and darkest secrets to understand each other. in fact, we never talk about unhappy stuff. we're always poking fun at each other - actually, we poke fun at others. it's awfully mean, and meanfully awful. but you know what? we like it that way. so excite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-1339255874378843139?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/1339255874378843139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=1339255874378843139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1339255874378843139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1339255874378843139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-excite.html' title='so excite!'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyyLPixOv5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/YFoCo-HGnqQ/s72-c/DSC00109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-1174664461454410538</id><published>2007-10-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:42:36.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the secret tunnel</title><content type='html'>In the heart of Labrador Park Nature Reserve, lies a series of secret tunnels. Guys, i've found a new place to explore the past and history of world war 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCY-SxOv4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/AfuGE0Wi0zQ/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125264571905261442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCY-SxOv4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/AfuGE0Wi0zQ/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCY1SxOv3I/AAAAAAAAAZY/0GDoF_ZTa30/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125264417286438770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCY1SxOv3I/AAAAAAAAAZY/0GDoF_ZTa30/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in we went into tunnels that reeked of kerosene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCYpixOv2I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/feBRetg3G9E/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125264215422975842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCYpixOv2I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/feBRetg3G9E/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the word here is 'store' and this tunnel is supposedly a storage area for their kerosene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCYXixOv1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/xwAJKyHuDMc/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125263906185330514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCYXixOv1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/xwAJKyHuDMc/s320/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dark, and a little creepy. some claimed to have seen the unclean. fortunately i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCYKCxOv0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dVDjI40I0GY/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125263674257096514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCYKCxOv0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dVDjI40I0GY/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some of the ammunition behind a lamp, that's suppose to represent the kerosene lamp they used in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this place is so freaking cool, you have to check it out. google it or something. you have to visit it at least once in your lifetime. it's really one of Singapore's best kept secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-1174664461454410538?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/1174664461454410538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=1174664461454410538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1174664461454410538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1174664461454410538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/10/secret-tunnel.html' title='the secret tunnel'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RyCY-SxOv4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/AfuGE0Wi0zQ/s72-c/DSC00100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6513595465047863904</id><published>2007-10-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:11:20.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the blue</title><content type='html'>i've never met anything as out of the blue as ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, ben is something so outrageous, that he should just be in 'Ripley's Believe it or Not'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week it was a motley crew gathering of kamil, faridah, ben and i - actually, ben was the motley crew, the rest of us were quite normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we started out eating toast box. my idea of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we shopped a bit. stress from work obviously led to some purchases out of impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, ben revealed his blue colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were exchanging our new company passes when suddenly, ben asked faridah.&lt;br /&gt;"don't you wish you had an 'L' in your name?", as he looked at her SPH pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of us stared at him, wondering why the hell he said that. faridah asked "why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben answered, "well your last name is 'Saad'. If you had an 'L' in it, then it would make it 'Salad'!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?" the rest of us chuckled out of disbelieve and at his outrageous suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ben, why the hell would faridah want to be called salad?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well, isn't it special to be called salad? I mean I had a classmate called vanilla, and everyone used to laugh and make fun of him." ben replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so faridah would want to be called salad so that everyone will laugh at her?" I retorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"erm, forget i said that!" ben shrugs, and shrinks into his seat. (I was sure he blushed at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben, seriously, you're as random as ben. i doubt anyone can beat you to that. and you know what? maybe we should just give you a talk show - "Ben, believe him or not!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6513595465047863904?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6513595465047863904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6513595465047863904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6513595465047863904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6513595465047863904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/10/out-of-blue.html' title='out of the blue'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-2696717522999474387</id><published>2007-10-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:10:33.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected endings</title><content type='html'>it was getting dreadful, the job i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an unexpected call from peter made my day - or evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided that i like going to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of liz the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom decided that our family should paint the house and we made pineapple tarts last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im busier than i've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but so far, so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-2696717522999474387?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/2696717522999474387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=2696717522999474387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2696717522999474387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2696717522999474387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/10/unexpected-endings.html' title='unexpected endings'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-5490763691741628949</id><published>2007-10-04T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T13:02:00.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long time ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExZXlvP5pZs/RwRzfggMlTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aJW-VBykpB4/s1600-h/P2030108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExZXlvP5pZs/RwRzfggMlTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aJW-VBykpB4/s400/P2030108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117342061737841970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats bheope last year in june having lunch at out of the pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for visiting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-5490763691741628949?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/5490763691741628949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=5490763691741628949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5490763691741628949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5490763691741628949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-time-ago.html' title='a long time ago'/><author><name>Peter Yap</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10990744853155074641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ExZXlvP5pZs/RwRzfggMlTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aJW-VBykpB4/s72-c/P2030108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-3601920189639530662</id><published>2007-10-02T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:51:51.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so far, so good</title><content type='html'>it's been 2 weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been scolded by a lunatic caller. I've been eating a lot of mooncakes, and I'll be surprised if I do not look like a moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been learning how to cope with the workload and mess on my workspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been good - so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the short but wonderful time i spent with yien and mari was unforgettable. to many more years of friendship and fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-3601920189639530662?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/3601920189639530662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=3601920189639530662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3601920189639530662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3601920189639530662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-far-so-good.html' title='so far, so good'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6148348601264946364</id><published>2007-09-21T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:25:29.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend demand</title><content type='html'>I have survived the first 5 days of attachment and it's still not the end of the week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, or rather unfortunately, this weekend happens to be the Parenting Congress, organised by mediacorp and I'm down for duty. there goes the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on happier thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I've been keeping in contact with Jaime, Avie and Shah. all are doing well. just wondering if shah's getting sick of curry. oh wait, he's fasting - oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the office has been really nice and helpful, despite the crazy first week I had, trying to learn as much as I can from the current intern, Andrea, who's leaving next week. I'm getting really nervous cos I'm still not exactly very good at handling the daily duties. sigh. You can suggest that there's Glen around to help. seriously? Glen? ah, just kidding la. he's been a really good partner/colleague to work with. and surprisingly, he hasn't been late at all, not even a minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a happy attachment, less mistakes, and no stupid stunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6148348601264946364?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6148348601264946364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6148348601264946364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6148348601264946364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6148348601264946364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/09/weekend-demand.html' title='the weekend demand'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8188378274543587708</id><published>2007-09-16T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T21:57:45.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im ready</title><content type='html'>like i have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secretly, i can't wait to start attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, im so freaking bored with nothing very important about my life to worry about. well, other than coming up with another strategy to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, im ready to get busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8188378274543587708?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8188378274543587708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8188378274543587708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8188378274543587708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8188378274543587708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-ready.html' title='im ready'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8662692413189936802</id><published>2007-09-15T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T18:24:13.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the big break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuuxuhwpdzI/AAAAAAAAAYs/63C6sfdvu5c/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuuxuhwpdzI/AAAAAAAAAYs/63C6sfdvu5c/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost the end of whatever break i've got and im glad to have enjoyed every bit of it - the aimless outings with avie, the early morning run, the wonderful trip to KL, and the start of missing my 3 very close classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, that's when attachment comes in to fill up that empty space while i wait for them to return. i miss them already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on happier thoughts, yien is back. i can't wait to see her :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8662692413189936802?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8662692413189936802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8662692413189936802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8662692413189936802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8662692413189936802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-break.html' title='the big break'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuuxuhwpdzI/AAAAAAAAAYs/63C6sfdvu5c/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7900204821702539985</id><published>2007-09-12T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T14:09:54.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in a few</title><content type='html'>in a few hours - i'll be getting a brand new green ipod nano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few more hours - jaime and avie will be setting off for bangkok and i'll be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few more more hours - i'll be having fun at the zoo with carrie and selene, reminising, and celebrating carrie's 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few days - i'll be starting my attachment, the anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few weeks - yien will be back, i like the warm feeling of hanging out with someone you grew up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few months - jaime, avie and shah will be back from overseas attachment and it'll be a happy gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few more months - i might see liz again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for a few more months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7900204821702539985?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7900204821702539985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7900204821702539985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7900204821702539985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7900204821702539985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-few-days.html' title='in a few'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-3068083809441318850</id><published>2007-09-09T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:22:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the real karma</title><content type='html'>this is it everyone - the real karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that making fun of jaime and her leg, its coming back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my knees are aching. and there's only a 3 possible explanations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i've been running way too much&lt;br /&gt;2. i'm getting old&lt;br /&gt;3. karma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really think this is karma. all i've been doing is running about 3-5km each time and that's can't exactly do much damage unless i've been doing funny things even i am not aware of, but i highly doubt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, i haven't even turned 20. so the only reason i'm feeling this pain - karma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-3068083809441318850?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/3068083809441318850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=3068083809441318850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3068083809441318850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3068083809441318850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/09/real-karma.html' title='the real karma'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-4554968111906104813</id><published>2007-09-07T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T20:47:20.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;The last 4 days was spent up in KL with 4 wonderful friends. I supposedly dragged Avie and Jaime up with me so that I could meet Peter and Jean, Peter especially, cos I haven't seen him since... a really long time. So after much enthusiasm and improptu planning, we set off on a so-so coach ride up to KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFFoSVAHiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NYXzbqfjYDU/s1600-h/IMGP2743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFFoSVAHiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NYXzbqfjYDU/s320/IMGP2743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jaime deep in slumber, and we've just left immigration not too long ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFFqCVAHjI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FswQHx1q3Xg/s1600-h/IMGP2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFFqCVAHjI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FswQHx1q3Xg/s320/IMGP2753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tiffin's at Starhill, this super attas shopping mall, for dessert that's so good, i was lost for words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFFrSVAHkI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8EAd9yuLInk/s1600-h/IMGP2754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFFrSVAHkI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8EAd9yuLInk/s320/IMGP2754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and the lovely decor. beautiful sofa covers and lampstands made up of teacups and saucers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFFsiVAHlI/AAAAAAAAAYU/qbaVMH9UCSU/s1600-h/IMGP2758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFFsiVAHlI/AAAAAAAAAYU/qbaVMH9UCSU/s320/IMGP2758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;on the second day, bright happy and ready for peter to pick us up from our super huge service apartment - and this is only the living room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-4554968111906104813?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/4554968111906104813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=4554968111906104813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4554968111906104813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4554968111906104813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_3827.html' title='KL'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFFoSVAHiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/NYXzbqfjYDU/s72-c/IMGP2743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7722638866417688383</id><published>2007-09-07T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T20:50:18.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFEiyVAHeI/AAAAAAAAAXc/fr00_JLR1Ww/s1600-h/IMGP2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFEiyVAHeI/AAAAAAAAAXc/fr00_JLR1Ww/s320/IMGP2767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peter drove us all the way, far far away, to the Curve which looks so much like Clarke Quay in Singapore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFEjiVAHfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/VmQGrgavlCo/s1600-h/IMGP2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFEjiVAHfI/AAAAAAAAAXk/VmQGrgavlCo/s320/IMGP2768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFElyVAHgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hQ6TY_43gyM/s1600-h/IMGP2769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFElyVAHgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hQ6TY_43gyM/s320/IMGP2769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;there we had pancakes from the Paddington. A really nice restaurant that serves all sorts of pancakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFEmiVAHhI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1fAaEO22mNY/s1600-h/IMGP2773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFEmiVAHhI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1fAaEO22mNY/s320/IMGP2773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7722638866417688383?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7722638866417688383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7722638866417688383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7722638866417688383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7722638866417688383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_8834.html' title=''/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</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://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuFEiyVAHeI/AAAAAAAAAXc/fr00_JLR1Ww/s72-c/IMGP2767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-5211053141303735610</id><published>2007-09-07T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:20:48.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the afternoon, we went to KLCC to walk around, and once again, girls being girls, we went gaga over shoe shops like Vincci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE5BiVAHOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/UnuQ_t2JhiU/s1600-h/IMGP2794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107426150972398818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE5BiVAHOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/UnuQ_t2JhiU/s320/IMGP2794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then Jaime decided that she had to try KFC in Malaysia, so she bought herself a piece and while the rest of us walked around the supermarket, she was busy eating her chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE4oyVAHNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ixPP64gkTrY/s1600-h/IMGP2805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107425725770636498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE4oyVAHNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ixPP64gkTrY/s320/IMGP2805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; once again, Jaime eats. this time we made it to Bangsar Village, with shophouses along the streets, looking very much like Haji Lane. We had to take a break at Baskin Robbins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE2uCVAHMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/mxiEaqpn1uY/s1600-h/IMGP2813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107423616941694146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE2uCVAHMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/mxiEaqpn1uY/s320/IMGP2813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and after eating, Jaime needed to sleep. as usual. this is the most glam shot i have of her sleeping. she sleeps most of the time. and as Avie puts it - Anytime, Anywhere, Anyhow. (you really don't wanna know what her 'anyhow' sleeping shot looks like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE2TCVAHLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Oc9VJSRGdXU/s1600-h/IMGP2818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107423153085226162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE2TCVAHLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Oc9VJSRGdXU/s320/IMGP2818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the evening, Peter and Jean brought us up to SkyBar, on the 33rd floor of Traders Hotel. it was a lovely sight. and Peter is sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE1-iVAHKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/IEMW8DpfX_c/s1600-h/IMGP2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107422800897907874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE1-iVAHKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/IEMW8DpfX_c/s320/IMGP2819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Overlooking the Twin Towers, it was gorgeous. with a pool and jacuzzi in the bar itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE1byVAHJI/AAAAAAAAAUU/g6iMg-PJGY0/s1600-h/IMGP2826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107422203897453714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE1byVAHJI/AAAAAAAAAUU/g6iMg-PJGY0/s320/IMGP2826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; drinks and kachang, we made merry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE05SVAHII/AAAAAAAAAUM/ewqX9GL3tsY/s1600-h/IMGP2827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107421611191966850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE05SVAHII/AAAAAAAAAUM/ewqX9GL3tsY/s320/IMGP2827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well, the drinks were not as good as we expected, but the ambience made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE0iCVAHHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PSsvwW2sf4A/s1600-h/IMGP2830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107421211760008306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE0iCVAHHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/PSsvwW2sf4A/s320/IMGP2830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE0QCVAHGI/AAAAAAAAAT8/myaLSw_-LR0/s1600-h/IMGP2833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107420902522362978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE0QCVAHGI/AAAAAAAAAT8/myaLSw_-LR0/s320/IMGP2833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the 3rd day, we planned to go up to Genting Highlands. We were utterly excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEzvSVAHFI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9drswLz7xsg/s1600-h/IMGP2838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107420339881647186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEzvSVAHFI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9drswLz7xsg/s320/IMGP2838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we made a stop at Peter's new home cos he had to fetch his sisters from school. we made ourselves very much at home. With Jaime and Avie insisting that I play the piano for them, and seriously girls, im really not any good. Finally we decided to watch some tv with his really good sound system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEzWiVAHEI/AAAAAAAAATs/Qu5J8V5IlUc/s1600-h/IMGP2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107419914679884866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEzWiVAHEI/AAAAAAAAATs/Qu5J8V5IlUc/s320/IMGP2845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after waiting and waiting, Peter finally brought his sisters home and we set off for Genting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEy_CVAHDI/AAAAAAAAATk/lnxnD3bryFQ/s1600-h/IMGP2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107419510952959026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEy_CVAHDI/AAAAAAAAATk/lnxnD3bryFQ/s320/IMGP2844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was such a fun ride up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEyrCVAHCI/AAAAAAAAATc/s7QWM5oauNk/s1600-h/IMGP2848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107419167355575330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEyrCVAHCI/AAAAAAAAATc/s7QWM5oauNk/s320/IMGP2848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on our first ride, it was so fun! Peter is sleepy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEyUiVAHBI/AAAAAAAAATU/hlcVQqnq7UQ/s1600-h/IMGP2853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107418780808518674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEyUiVAHBI/AAAAAAAAATU/hlcVQqnq7UQ/s320/IMGP2853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jean is scared of all those thrilling rides. she claims to have a weak stomach. but we managed to get her up on a few rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEx_yVAHAI/AAAAAAAAATM/EkbdzIxt8dM/s1600-h/IMGP2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107418424326233090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEx_yVAHAI/AAAAAAAAATM/EkbdzIxt8dM/s320/IMGP2855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Jaime, as usual, amused at anything and everything. doesn't she look like a little kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuExmSVAG_I/AAAAAAAAATE/pzlB2CMyOFQ/s1600-h/IMGP2859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107417986239568882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuExmSVAG_I/AAAAAAAAATE/pzlB2CMyOFQ/s320/IMGP2859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now they both look like little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEtBiVAG-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/PIFdrXlEk3A/s1600-h/IMGP2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107412956832865250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEtBiVAG-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/PIFdrXlEk3A/s320/IMGP2860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't remember if this ride was Peter's idea, but I was awfully bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEsdiVAG9I/AAAAAAAAAS0/TgJ4isEjsJ8/s1600-h/IMGP2861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107412338357574610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEsdiVAG9I/AAAAAAAAAS0/TgJ4isEjsJ8/s320/IMGP2861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but Jean looks happy to be on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEsGCVAG8I/AAAAAAAAASs/bpUT83mSx0w/s1600-h/IMGP2863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107411934630648770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEsGCVAG8I/AAAAAAAAASs/bpUT83mSx0w/s320/IMGP2863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I suppose i looked happy to. but that was only because I was posing for a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuErvCVAG7I/AAAAAAAAASk/Cc9VHVKPLIo/s1600-h/IMGP2864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107411539493657522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuErvCVAG7I/AAAAAAAAASk/Cc9VHVKPLIo/s320/IMGP2864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this ride took my breath away. literally. imagine going up 25 storeys and waiting there for a long time and plunges while you're unprepared. It was such a long long wait. I was hoping that I'd have enough breath to scream through the whole plunge. only Jaime seemed to have enjoyed the ride - or fall rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuErZCVAG6I/AAAAAAAAASc/mdDUtTjsx4Y/s1600-h/IMGP2869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107411161536535458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuErZCVAG6I/AAAAAAAAASc/mdDUtTjsx4Y/s320/IMGP2869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then we needed to catch our breath again. so who's idea was it to get onto this? it was such a bad ride, we got bored as soon as it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEq4iVAG5I/AAAAAAAAASU/frnSkWD065I/s1600-h/IMGP2871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107410603190786962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEq4iVAG5I/AAAAAAAAASU/frnSkWD065I/s320/IMGP2871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's why we started taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEqfyVAG4I/AAAAAAAAASM/2oqrgVOmSIM/s1600-h/IMGP2878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107410177989024642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEqfyVAG4I/AAAAAAAAASM/2oqrgVOmSIM/s320/IMGP2878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we had so much fun, it was time for dinner already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEp0yVAG3I/AAAAAAAAASE/w-LjcEf5w0c/s1600-h/IMGP2884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107409439254649714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEp0yVAG3I/AAAAAAAAASE/w-LjcEf5w0c/s320/IMGP2884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then to kill whatever time left, we took this very very slow gondola ride in the indoor themepark that goes one round big round around the indoor park. photo op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEpVyVAG2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/uqgFtfaMBM8/s1600-h/IMGP2885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107408906678704994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEpVyVAG2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/uqgFtfaMBM8/s320/IMGP2885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jaime was obviously very happy on the ride, but i can't quite explain what she's doing with her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEo6iVAG1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/iLeIJnDYa5k/s1600-h/IMGP2887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107408438527269714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuEo6iVAG1I/AAAAAAAAAR0/iLeIJnDYa5k/s320/IMGP2887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and to end off the wonderful day, we had cake and tarts at the Bakery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had so much fun the last few days, can't thank Jean and Peter enough for taking care of us, driving us everywhere so that we're safe. We'll meet up soon :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for more pictures from our trip, wait for Avie to blog about it. she's got plenty of good shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-5211053141303735610?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/5211053141303735610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=5211053141303735610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5211053141303735610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5211053141303735610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_7019.html' title=''/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RuE5BiVAHOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/UnuQ_t2JhiU/s72-c/IMGP2794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8889245320009744148</id><published>2007-08-27T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:04:05.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's my elephant?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RtLZWSVAG0I/AAAAAAAAARs/rO97crWrVK4/s1600-h/toon222eleph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RtLZWSVAG0I/AAAAAAAAARs/rO97crWrVK4/s320/toon222eleph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i received a call one morning, quite long ago, from a pleasant lady from UPS/DHL/Fed-Ex (i forgot where she said she was from already) telling me that I have an elephant ready for delivery. well done carrie, what a funny joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and recently, i came to know that my elephant has since passed away - under the very meticulous care of carrie. seems like she isn't very caring after all eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so where's my elephant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8889245320009744148?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8889245320009744148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8889245320009744148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8889245320009744148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8889245320009744148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/08/wheres-my-elephant.html' title='where&apos;s my elephant?'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RtLZWSVAG0I/AAAAAAAAARs/rO97crWrVK4/s72-c/toon222eleph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-137793696974596657</id><published>2007-08-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T01:14:08.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>karma</title><content type='html'>"karma comes in all shapes and sizes" as chang recited it to me - again - it really happens i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making fun of people is no fun after all. i met up with karen, gen and chang. it was some kinda post-ij syndrome and we couldnt stop laughing at all the stupid people/incidents in school. oh and i took many stupid photos which i intended to upload to make this entry more exciting, but oh well, my blogger account seems to not allow me to do so. i really am a tech-idiot eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and is it pure coincidence or am i a walking jinx? three times it happened today. i insisted that there was a ya kun kaya toast place at the basement of bugis junction. i dragged karen all the way there and it seemed to have disappeared! first disappearance. then i figured that we could chill at coffee bean instead. walk walk walk, whoa! its gone too!!! i swore those two places existed... a few months ago? years maybe. well, i havent been to bugis in a long long time. and then finally, when gen and chang arrived, we decided to go to billy bombers for dinner. "where is it?" karen asked. i looked at the directory and replied "2nd floor". "oh no, phoebe shouted it. it's going to disappear too!!!" and what do you know? it really wasnt there anymore. freak. what kind of coincidence is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, this post wasnt about karma after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-137793696974596657?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/137793696974596657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=137793696974596657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/137793696974596657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/137793696974596657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/08/karma.html' title='karma'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-2043937434838389482</id><published>2007-08-17T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:44:45.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>humble pie</title><content type='html'>most of the time, people write about how they've eaten their humble pie - how they feel blah about this and that and oh, things will change from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, its a conspiracy to feed someone his humble pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what it tastes like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-2043937434838389482?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/2043937434838389482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=2043937434838389482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2043937434838389482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2043937434838389482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/08/humble-pie.html' title='humble pie'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-3972929466656690638</id><published>2007-08-11T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:06:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avie, go away!</title><content type='html'>avie likes to poke/push/pinch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just cos she's our photographer, and blah blah, she takes advantage of this authority to mistreat me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-3972929466656690638?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-2614906327210184891</id><published>2007-08-05T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T21:27:36.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monsoon drought</title><content type='html'>interesting how in a day, we can have a thunderstorm in the morning and have the rest of the day hot and humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and funny how my mom can change her mind that fast and unreasonably - well maybe not that unreasonably, but to me, it's always unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, im in need of a job/cash/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, and i guess that's the way the cookie crumbles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-2614906327210184891?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/2614906327210184891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=2614906327210184891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2614906327210184891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2614906327210184891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/08/monsoon-drought.html' title='monsoon drought'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-1406632440515757213</id><published>2007-07-31T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T23:29:40.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good bad day</title><content type='html'>today was a good bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the morning was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the afternoon was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate breakfast in the day, and dessert in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that makes it a good bad day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-1406632440515757213?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/1406632440515757213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=1406632440515757213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1406632440515757213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1406632440515757213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-bad-day.html' title='good bad day'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7845974423414762106</id><published>2007-07-22T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T17:28:46.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bread and money</title><content type='html'>bread is what i've been eating all week.&lt;br /&gt;money is what i really need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, im not seriously broke. i just feel like eating bread all the time. kaya and bread. comfort food? perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for money. everyone needs money all the time. so this is called whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7845974423414762106?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7845974423414762106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7845974423414762106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7845974423414762106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7845974423414762106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/07/bread-and-money.html' title='bread and money'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-5747844849563174323</id><published>2007-07-21T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:29:43.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how giraffe are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RqDhez6_CvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/THnm_pNdVLc/s1600-h/0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089315498378595058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RqDhez6_CvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/THnm_pNdVLc/s320/0306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as the semester nears the end, and the last few weeks drag by, jaime and i were desperate for some motivation. under the comfortable lift lobby of block 56 in school, we came up with a giraffe rating for people. so on a scale of 1 to 10. one being not a tinge bit giraffe-y at all, to ten, which is not something you wanna be cos that just means that, my goodness, you're a giraffe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea, how giraffe are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-5747844849563174323?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RqDhez6_CvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/THnm_pNdVLc/s72-c/0306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-3325591831411807517</id><published>2007-07-16T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T23:20:13.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a pact with Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>I made a pact with Caleb today. He says that if he gets gold for NAFA, i'll have to buy him juice. and if he doesn't, which would most probably be the case, he'll have to buy me 2 teh-o, kosong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better get your money ready Caleb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i watched the fifth instalment of Harry Potter with Carrie today. whoa, another great adventure ride. but the movie was interrupted periodically by some good-for-nothing schoolkids. idiots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for what i've been doing the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087812350019308226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RpuKYD6_CsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wsIP427Cq1U/s320/P1050391(copy).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taking pictures for my final assignment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RpuLID6_CuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/G_Z1lHIHMD4/s1600-h/P1050416(copy)2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087813174653029090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RpuLID6_CuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/G_Z1lHIHMD4/s320/P1050416(copy)2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and unexpectedly flashing. but hey, im the real photographer, so i call the shots! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RpuK6D6_CtI/AAAAAAAAAO0/PSU1C1WWwdg/s1600-h/P1050402(copy).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087812934134860498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RpuK6D6_CtI/AAAAAAAAAO0/PSU1C1WWwdg/s320/P1050402(copy).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; caught in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RpuI_j6_CrI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ZHK0woOzpLQ/s1600-h/P1050395(copy).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087810829600885426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RpuI_j6_CrI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ZHK0woOzpLQ/s320/P1050395(copy).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and a final gathering of the crew. photographer - phoebe. talents - cherie and lye. extras - shah and avie (who were not doing anything, other than snapping nonsense shots)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it was fun anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-3325591831411807517?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/3325591831411807517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=3325591831411807517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3325591831411807517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3325591831411807517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/07/pact-with-harry-potter.html' title='a pact with Harry Potter'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RpuKYD6_CsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wsIP427Cq1U/s72-c/P1050391(copy).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7912232455623522750</id><published>2007-07-15T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T13:06:12.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im a model</title><content type='html'>avie says that i can only be a hand and feet model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rpmq6j6_CqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/eqZgpCx0O9I/s1600-h/P1050472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087285177143462562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rpmq6j6_CqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/eqZgpCx0O9I/s320/P1050472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7912232455623522750?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7912232455623522750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7912232455623522750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7912232455623522750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7912232455623522750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-model.html' title='im a model'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rpmq6j6_CqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/eqZgpCx0O9I/s72-c/P1050472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-57730377638570245</id><published>2007-07-05T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T23:56:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buangkok</title><content type='html'>it was interesting. that's all i can say about what i saw today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avie and i visited buangkok. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0QfLmy9bI/AAAAAAAAAOU/WrwCTZ1P3yI/s1600-h/IMGP2454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083737682248660402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0QfLmy9bI/AAAAAAAAAOU/WrwCTZ1P3yI/s320/IMGP2454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; seriously, this isn't pulau ubin or some far away place, this is singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0QDbmy9aI/AAAAAAAAAOM/UTaNbUHhxbo/s1600-h/IMGP2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083737205507290530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0QDbmy9aI/AAAAAAAAAOM/UTaNbUHhxbo/s320/IMGP2457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to emphasize how ulu buangkok is - this is called Woody Lodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Pfrmy9ZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SESEQFcr574/s1600-h/IMGP2458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083736591326967186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Pfrmy9ZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SESEQFcr574/s320/IMGP2458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its abandoned. but i bet all the druggies and illegal immigrants are living in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0O6bmy9YI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Y1urPVh_Evc/s1600-h/IMGP2460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083735951376840066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0O6bmy9YI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Y1urPVh_Evc/s320/IMGP2460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's a super big place. looks like a primary school from here. with murals on the walls, reminds me of IJ back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Og7my9XI/AAAAAAAAAN0/4LJ0R6tYK0s/s1600-h/IMGP2461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083735513290175858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Og7my9XI/AAAAAAAAAN0/4LJ0R6tYK0s/s320/IMGP2461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its state property now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0OC7my9WI/AAAAAAAAANs/0L5iC7exXOk/s1600-h/IMGP2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083734997894100322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0OC7my9WI/AAAAAAAAANs/0L5iC7exXOk/s320/IMGP2462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice painting on the outside walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Mxbmy9VI/AAAAAAAAANk/g1m_kAROnRs/s1600-h/IMGP2472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733597734761810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Mxbmy9VI/AAAAAAAAANk/g1m_kAROnRs/s320/IMGP2472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; avie says that these are probably what they use in oil rigs. seems like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Lu7my9UI/AAAAAAAAANc/EjLNxQocKmM/s1600-h/IMGP2469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083732455273461058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Lu7my9UI/AAAAAAAAANc/EjLNxQocKmM/s320/IMGP2469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a chance to exercise some creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0LP7my9TI/AAAAAAAAANU/UvVoEzfXiY4/s1600-h/IMGP2471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731922697516338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0LP7my9TI/AAAAAAAAANU/UvVoEzfXiY4/s320/IMGP2471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this place freaked me out i tell you. imagine a super deserted area, with just avie and i. walking alone... it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0KwLmy9SI/AAAAAAAAANM/ys_xUS1QjQY/s1600-h/IMGP2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731377236669730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0KwLmy9SI/AAAAAAAAANM/ys_xUS1QjQY/s320/IMGP2474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after a really long time, we finally reached the kampong we were looking for. yes, there is still a kampong in buangkok that not many people know of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0KcLmy9RI/AAAAAAAAANE/t4uCnXWfkwg/s1600-h/IMGP2478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731033639286034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0KcLmy9RI/AAAAAAAAANE/t4uCnXWfkwg/s320/IMGP2478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pleasantly surprised by the beautiful flowers they grow there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Jj7my9QI/AAAAAAAAAM8/S5lY3WoaqQI/s1600-h/IMGP2481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083730067271644418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Jj7my9QI/AAAAAAAAAM8/S5lY3WoaqQI/s320/IMGP2481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; avie's face looks funny here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0I5bmy9PI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Vufnt55JwhE/s1600-h/IMGP2482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083729337127204082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0I5bmy9PI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Vufnt55JwhE/s320/IMGP2482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; welcome to Lorong Buangkok - actually, i dont know what the sign says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Ik7my9OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6YnnYxS0YBc/s1600-h/IMGP2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083728984939885794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0Ik7my9OI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6YnnYxS0YBc/s320/IMGP2484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i still can't believe this is singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0G3Lmy9NI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZpvCH_zeCFw/s1600-h/IMGP2486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083727099449242834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0G3Lmy9NI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZpvCH_zeCFw/s320/IMGP2486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is such a cute front gate with the letter box and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0F1bmy9MI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uwn1GIRx1J8/s1600-h/IMGP2492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083725969872843970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0F1bmy9MI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uwn1GIRx1J8/s320/IMGP2492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thank goodness we made it out alive. i had some crazy idea of a psycho running after us with a chainsaw - like texas chainsaw massacre. okay, too much tv phoebe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-57730377638570245?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/57730377638570245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=57730377638570245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/57730377638570245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/57730377638570245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/07/buangkok.html' title='buangkok'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Ro0QfLmy9bI/AAAAAAAAAOU/WrwCTZ1P3yI/s72-c/IMGP2454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7112445032125676430</id><published>2007-07-04T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:05:15.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glen &amp; gen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;very kindly and spontaneously, glen and gen helped me out with my photoshoot by posing for me. they were really easy to work with, very fun and enthusiastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately, the shots i ended up with were 'snap-shots'. wayne thinks it isn't enough, it's too literal, too simple, too happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway, here are some of the better shots i have of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovDErmy9JI/AAAAAAAAAME/7XTjvetHHTI/s1600-h/IMGP2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083371089610077330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovDErmy9JI/AAAAAAAAAME/7XTjvetHHTI/s320/IMGP2435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovCvrmy9II/AAAAAAAAAL8/xyJn246NDuI/s1600-h/IMGP2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083370728832824450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovCvrmy9II/AAAAAAAAAL8/xyJn246NDuI/s320/IMGP2439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovCFbmy9HI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0qbVfHSvDHw/s1600-h/IMGP2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083370002983351410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovCFbmy9HI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0qbVfHSvDHw/s320/IMGP2441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovA-rmy9FI/AAAAAAAAALk/5_pKV8Jxtz0/s1600-h/IMGP2428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083368787507606610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovA-rmy9FI/AAAAAAAAALk/5_pKV8Jxtz0/s320/IMGP2428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083373013755425954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovE0rmy9KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/m3ChUqXaQeU/s320/IMGP2446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7112445032125676430?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7112445032125676430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7112445032125676430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7112445032125676430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7112445032125676430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/07/glen-gen.html' title='glen &amp; gen'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RovDErmy9JI/AAAAAAAAAME/7XTjvetHHTI/s72-c/IMGP2435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-4881013490985612300</id><published>2007-06-29T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T23:09:19.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black and white</title><content type='html'>some pictures from my film SLR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUfC7my9EI/AAAAAAAAALc/mHXB_iNhzU0/s1600-h/IMGP2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081501889778086978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUfC7my9EI/AAAAAAAAALc/mHXB_iNhzU0/s320/IMGP2403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is sort of dark, but i like the mysterious feel to it and it helps that jaime has nice cheekbones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUeyrmy9DI/AAAAAAAAALU/AjXxBZKmmuA/s1600-h/IMGP2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081501610605212722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUeyrmy9DI/AAAAAAAAALU/AjXxBZKmmuA/s320/IMGP2401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shah took this. no, seriously, he shot this. not bad eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUeibmy9CI/AAAAAAAAALM/FGsl96lwVxI/s1600-h/IMGP2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081501331432338466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUeibmy9CI/AAAAAAAAALM/FGsl96lwVxI/s320/IMGP2400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and avie took this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUeQ7my9BI/AAAAAAAAALE/41_k7jmR-EA/s1600-h/IMGP2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081501030784627730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUeQ7my9BI/AAAAAAAAALE/41_k7jmR-EA/s320/IMGP2397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i really like this picture of avie and the birds. i told her to chase the birds, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUd7bmy9AI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rM2uCgJ1uEU/s1600-h/IMGP2395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081500661417440258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUd7bmy9AI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rM2uCgJ1uEU/s320/IMGP2395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and of cos, the award goes to avie mercado :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-4881013490985612300?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/4881013490985612300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=4881013490985612300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4881013490985612300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4881013490985612300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/06/black-and-white.html' title='black and white'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoUfC7my9EI/AAAAAAAAALc/mHXB_iNhzU0/s72-c/IMGP2403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-4518286251115910555</id><published>2007-06-28T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T11:59:50.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typewriter</title><content type='html'>my dad calls my film SLR camera a typewriter. his analogy is that computers are already invented, so people should just dump their typewriters out because they're deemed useless. likewise, digital cameras already invented so he doesn't get why the hell i'm learning how to use a film camera in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've given up trying to explain to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here's two pictures from avie's negatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoMvzbmy8_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ye-efsl7338/s1600-h/bwfriends-1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080957365234365426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoMvzbmy8_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ye-efsl7338/s320/bwfriends-1b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoMvaLmy8-I/AAAAAAAAAKs/J6nYFv2Y97U/s1600-h/bwfriends-2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080956931442668514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoMvaLmy8-I/AAAAAAAAAKs/J6nYFv2Y97U/s320/bwfriends-2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-4518286251115910555?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/4518286251115910555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=4518286251115910555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4518286251115910555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4518286251115910555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/06/typewriter.html' title='typewriter'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RoMvzbmy8_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/ye-efsl7338/s72-c/bwfriends-1b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-1668619713789651421</id><published>2007-06-25T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:15:26.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class gathering</title><content type='html'>it's been 4 years, its nice to see them again. my sec 4 classmates from ij.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VxTphi_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/g2lTI3qrsJ0/s1600-h/n577040095_686612_5551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079802841529420786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VxTphi_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/g2lTI3qrsJ0/s320/n577040095_686612_5551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all obviously more mature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VrTphi-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/BFWo43itN5w/s1600-h/n516288425_85950_291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079802738450205666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VrTphi-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/BFWo43itN5w/s320/n516288425_85950_291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VmDphi9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Gt_lNDgn7bU/s1600-h/n516288425_85941_8304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079802648255892434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VmDphi9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Gt_lNDgn7bU/s320/n516288425_85941_8304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VdDphi8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/eaKRdJB_vYg/s1600-h/n516288425_85946_7081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079802493637069762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VdDphi8I/AAAAAAAAAKM/eaKRdJB_vYg/s320/n516288425_85946_7081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just that georgina's size still baffles me. she eats so much. so why is it that she's still so small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VWTphi7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/E0r3N-IBp4g/s1600-h/n577040095_686607_4322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079802377672952754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VWTphi7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/E0r3N-IBp4g/s320/n577040095_686607_4322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the official number is 11. that's all that turned up. the rest had work and other commitments, some overseas. well, this definitely won't be the last class gathering for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-1668619713789651421?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rn8VxTphi_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/g2lTI3qrsJ0/s72-c/n577040095_686612_5551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-4868746461090356722</id><published>2007-06-21T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T23:24:50.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tea and stilettoes</title><content type='html'>i've been drinking lots of hot tea to keep warm and stilettoes really kill i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been almost 4 years since i've graduated from IJ. and we're going to have a class gathering soon. im so excited to see what everyone looks like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to remind myself, im turning 20 this year. freak. that's a big number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im suppose to be having 2 weeks of break. its feels nothing like a break. i've been going to school every day. what nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-644837346969512784</id><published>2007-06-14T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T10:49:56.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jolly car ride</title><content type='html'>yesterday we went for a mediacorp visit. our lecturer steve chia gave us a lift, us as in the 6 of us. how we managed to pack ourselves in the car? we did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem came when we were trying to get everyone in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RnCrljphi6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LIMyrG5_rDc/s1600-h/P6135275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075745441759464354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RnCrljphi6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LIMyrG5_rDc/s320/P6135275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so we tried doing this - and joachim was missing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RnCraTphi5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eH8Grbz7Py4/s1600-h/P6135280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075745248485936018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RnCraTphi5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eH8Grbz7Py4/s320/P6135280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then we did this - and marissa went missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RnCrNzphi4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/TC3zbMjApVA/s1600-h/P6135281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075745033737571202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RnCrNzphi4I/AAAAAAAAAJs/TC3zbMjApVA/s320/P6135281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and then finally, everyone fitted nicely in the car and the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;did i mention that it was a vintage mercedes? just imagine the rough bumpy ride and sitting behind packed like a can or sardines. im hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-644837346969512784?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/644837346969512784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=644837346969512784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/644837346969512784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/644837346969512784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/06/jolly-car-ride.html' title='jolly car ride'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RnCrljphi6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LIMyrG5_rDc/s72-c/P6135275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-2264109610414546085</id><published>2007-06-10T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:53:40.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakfast all day long</title><content type='html'>today avie and i went out on another food hunt. or whatever its suppose to be. well actually the main task was to shoot a roll for photo journ. and shah tagged along - kaypo. but he was good company la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked. and walked. and walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walked some more. all around little india. then we moved on to bencoolen and then bugis. then finally orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we explored areas that we've never been before. see things that we would never have imagined. like the thieves market. when they say that if you lose something, you can buy it back from the thieves market, its true. seriously. they have all sorts of funny items there. from toys to clothes, to tv remote controls, to mobile phone chargers - whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we realised that we've been eating breakfast food all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-2264109610414546085?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/2264109610414546085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=2264109610414546085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2264109610414546085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2264109610414546085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/06/breakfast-all-day-long.html' title='breakfast all day long'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-277380462125910846</id><published>2007-06-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:39:55.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in conclusion</title><content type='html'>all work and no play makes jack a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;all chocolates and no exercise makes you really fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know how truth hurts?&lt;br /&gt;well, its also ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-277380462125910846?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/277380462125910846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=277380462125910846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/277380462125910846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/277380462125910846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-conclusion.html' title='in conclusion'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-3996945044935447764</id><published>2007-06-04T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:19:04.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>expectations</title><content type='html'>i expect many things to happen this way, like i expect it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when things don't turn out this way, i get disappointed - i think that's how my parents are feeling. and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks not knowing what to do because whatever i do is never good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't expect too much. because anything worse than making anyone upset is making someone disappointed, especially if that someone happens to be your mom or dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i expect them to be disappointed about now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-3996945044935447764?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/3996945044935447764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=3996945044935447764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3996945044935447764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/3996945044935447764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/06/expectations.html' title='expectations'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6827672881956439389</id><published>2007-06-03T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T14:01:09.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherries and sunny afternoons</title><content type='html'>the weather is crazy. its making everyone at home nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like cherries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, jean is coming down this week! i can't tell you how excited i am to see her again! it's been a long long time since i've last seen her, and peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, jean is coming down this week! yay :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6827672881956439389?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6827672881956439389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6827672881956439389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6827672881956439389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6827672881956439389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/06/cherries-and-sunny-afternoons.html' title='cherries and sunny afternoons'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7200822848952686706</id><published>2007-05-24T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:38:34.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money isn't everything</title><content type='html'>wayne is such a good teacher. i really admire him. so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me that money isn't everything. just when i was going around telling everyone a couple of weeks ago how money is almost everything. i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting more and more intrigued by photography, its like falling in love. you don't exactly realise it. and when you finally do, you realise that you have already developed such strong feelings for it, and you can't take it back cos it'll just leave an empty gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its crazy, but i really like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7200822848952686706?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7200822848952686706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7200822848952686706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7200822848952686706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7200822848952686706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/05/money-isnt-everything.html' title='money isn&apos;t everything'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6041686340998328197</id><published>2007-05-21T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:16:16.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys</title><content type='html'>jaime: so do you think that phoebe is fat?&lt;br /&gt;al: yes&lt;br /&gt;me: *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;jaime: so would you rather a pretty and plump girl, or a ugly and skinny girl?&lt;br /&gt;al: of cos pretty and plump la.&lt;br /&gt;me: hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother: you know what i would have said when jaime asked al that question?&lt;br /&gt;me: what?&lt;br /&gt;my brother: none of the above.&lt;br /&gt;me: huh?&lt;br /&gt;my brother: i want skinny and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;me: sigh, boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6041686340998328197?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6041686340998328197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6041686340998328197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6041686340998328197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6041686340998328197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/05/boys.html' title='boys'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7813838218049624095</id><published>2007-05-10T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T01:01:16.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talking to the tree</title><content type='html'>i lost my $2 note. can't remember which pocket i put it into. i swore it was in my jeans. guess it decided to hide in another pocket, somewhere out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we developed our roll of film today. wow. it's so freaking cool in the dark room. its literally pitch black, all dark, no lights sort of dark room. but its so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was so excited to see what i shot. wow. that's all i could say. it was so unexpected really. and im glad i shot mostly people, the life they bring to my 36 shots on my film is just so unexpected. there's so much in their faces, their eyes say so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad its going to be hard being a photographer, especially being a girl. but i like it. a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7813838218049624095?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7813838218049624095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7813838218049624095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7813838218049624095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7813838218049624095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/05/talking-to-tree.html' title='talking to the tree'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7798954329058753149</id><published>2007-05-03T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T01:46:29.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whining over spilt milk</title><content type='html'>i spilt two glasses of milk today. literally. how clumsy can i get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im whining over it. everything on my table smells like milk now. books, thumbdrive, boxes of film, even my hair brush and make up. yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i spilt another glass of milk. figuratively. and i wish i could cry over it. off to the gym in the morning i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7798954329058753149?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7798954329058753149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7798954329058753149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7798954329058753149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7798954329058753149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/05/whining-over-spilt-milk.html' title='whining over spilt milk'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-5744367998505666675</id><published>2007-05-02T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:19:27.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the vicious psycle</title><content type='html'>its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wake up with so many things spinning in my head. i drag myself out of bed, and head for the gym. i exhaust myself. i return home. im so tired, i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an easy way to get things out of your head. so for the next few hours of the day, im barely conscious enough to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i finally wake up. im so groggy that i cant concentrate on anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. then later on into the night i have problems getting to bed. staying up till 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it goes on and on, in a vicious psycle. driving me crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-5744367998505666675?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/5744367998505666675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=5744367998505666675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5744367998505666675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/5744367998505666675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/05/vicious-psycle.html' title='the vicious psycle'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7368087027275482550</id><published>2007-04-26T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:03:33.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photo journalism</title><content type='html'>first lesson got me thinking, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second lesson got me thinking, even more, to the extent that im baffled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word he used was 'compassion' and i've yet to understand what he meant. he said that pictures without the 'compassion' will just be snap-shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was out today and snapped some shots. i still don't get it. how can my pictures help whoever or whatever i've shot? i can't get it, yet. somehow, i'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so intriguing. i've never thought so hard about anything before. wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7368087027275482550?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7368087027275482550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7368087027275482550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7368087027275482550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7368087027275482550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/04/photo-journalism.html' title='photo journalism'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8230172431528660304</id><published>2007-04-24T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:52:56.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only</title><content type='html'>last friday, i found a purse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just walking around raffles city with jaime and i stepped on something. i looked down and found a black purse. i opened it and there was a car key, an atm card and lots of $10 notes. and being such an honest person, i brought it to the information counter. the guy at the counter told me that they've ran out of forms for lost and found items so he couldnt take down my particulars and all. so i just left the purse there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. can you imagine if the purse belonged to this young, hot and single guy. too bad i couldnt leave my number. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8230172431528660304?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8230172431528660304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8230172431528660304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8230172431528660304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8230172431528660304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-only.html' title='if only'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-306573409820463776</id><published>2007-04-24T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T00:39:39.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday with lydia</title><content type='html'>what happens when you put two silly happy girls together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia and phoebe happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping, a lot of eating, and the talking never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made monday feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... its already tuesday. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-306573409820463776?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/306573409820463776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=306573409820463776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/306573409820463776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/306573409820463776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/04/monday-with-lydia.html' title='monday with lydia'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8835703823513515819</id><published>2007-04-19T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:01:12.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today, i start saying hello</title><content type='html'>i started school this week. and today i start saying hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must be wondering what the hell im talking about. well, yesterday's photojournalism class has given me a whole new perspective to life, people and choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lecturer taught us many life lessons, and i bet there's more to come. being a photographer is not only about how well you can handle your equipment, skills can always be learned. the first thing is to never judge a person by how he or she behaves, what he or she says, or how he or she reacts. we will never know what that person has gone through and its not fair to judge that person based on what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he dislikes our singaporean culture. i understand why. its somehow embarassing that 'face value' matters so much to us. 'it doesnt hurt to say hello to a stranger'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he pointed out the neglected old folks of our society, especially in chinatown area. it was like a wake up call to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that few hours, i've learnt so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i start saying hello.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8835703823513515819?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8835703823513515819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8835703823513515819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8835703823513515819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8835703823513515819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-i-start-saying-hello.html' title='today, i start saying hello'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6233647862417965919</id><published>2007-04-14T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T00:33:46.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movies</title><content type='html'>i watched two movies today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never done that before. and come to think of it, i spent half my day at Shaw House today. and im kinda sick of it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooter was... too confusing that it became boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the Robinsons was so freaking funny! i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun today. im happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6233647862417965919?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6233647862417965919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6233647862417965919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6233647862417965919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6233647862417965919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/04/movies.html' title='movies'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-1491604100029322508</id><published>2007-04-12T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T21:41:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carrie and friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rh4yfVqfVGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/siOUDTO1wJY/s1600-h/IMG_0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052531345928967266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rh4yfVqfVGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/siOUDTO1wJY/s320/IMG_0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like carrie. i like talking to her, editing radio capsules with her, having lunch with here and sharing my thoughts with her. carrie, you're a strong girl. remember that. being strong doesn't mean that you cannot cry. its perfectly fine to cry when you're upset. the difference between someone who is weak and someone who is strong is that the weak person will just cry, while the strong person will cry and then pick herself up from there and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel blessed to have good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a smaller bum now. that picture was taken before trekking up mountains. im pretty sure my ass is smaller now. i can't wear that pair of jeans without a belt anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-1491604100029322508?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/1491604100029322508/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-8662214131590024213</id><published>2007-04-07T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T17:02:09.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='with one less &apos;o&apos;'/><title type='text'>my dear goddaughter</title><content type='html'>my dear goddaughter has been a very good girl (really?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her godpapa misses her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy easter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-8662214131590024213?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/8662214131590024213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=8662214131590024213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8662214131590024213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/8662214131590024213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-dear-goddaughter.html' title='my dear goddaughter'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6792710315718213121</id><published>2007-04-06T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:27:52.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday</title><content type='html'>happy good friday to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally went out with lydia, and she totally loved the funny black doll with detachable eyeballs and mouth i got for her from Chiang Mai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how we get along together so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the little thoughtful gift, i love it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6792710315718213121?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6792710315718213121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6792710315718213121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6792710315718213121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6792710315718213121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday.html' title='good friday'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-1791958170260085012</id><published>2007-04-03T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:34:21.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiang Mai - the proper post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ5M4jhjsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DGxq_ZZMj0g/s1600-h/IMGP1586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049231394482523842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ5M4jhjsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DGxq_ZZMj0g/s320/IMGP1586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; looking awfully unglam 8am in the morning on the plane. it was so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ4_IjhjrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/CYtK0Y2YX_E/s1600-h/IMGP1595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049231158259322546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ4_IjhjrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/CYtK0Y2YX_E/s320/IMGP1595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a little more glam, up and ready to set off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ4mIjhjqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Rv5cICwVqqc/s1600-h/IMGP1624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049230728762592930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ4mIjhjqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Rv5cICwVqqc/s320/IMGP1624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is a radio production studio at Chiang Mai University. look, they're using Apple and even have a soundproof room for recording! freak... uber cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ4TYjhjpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PD1TF2rDoKU/s1600-h/IMGP1660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049230406640045714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ4TYjhjpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PD1TF2rDoKU/s320/IMGP1660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 2, up the long long flight of stairs to this temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ38ojhjoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2O0JFirueQU/s1600-h/IMGP1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049230015798021762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ38ojhjoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/2O0JFirueQU/s320/IMGP1675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lots of kids sitting around dressed in tribal costumes to make some money. sigh, this kid is too adorable. i paid 20baht for this picture with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ3tIjhjnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4nWXfwwVQRU/s1600-h/IMGP1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049229749510049394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ3tIjhjnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4nWXfwwVQRU/s320/IMGP1684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a huge gigantic bell, donated by... someone to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ3eIjhjmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/meXX_23R6hU/s1600-h/IMGP1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049229491812011618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ3eIjhjmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/meXX_23R6hU/s320/IMGP1690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the sky was such a nice blue, and carrie and i are all brightly dressed. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ3R4jhjlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fABzqNZIx8Q/s1600-h/IMGP1697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049229281358614098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ3R4jhjlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fABzqNZIx8Q/s320/IMGP1697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if the temple doesnt interest you, find something else to do then. take some funny pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ3G4jhjkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IQ9kcXLpECg/s1600-h/IMGP1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049229092380053058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ3G4jhjkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IQ9kcXLpECg/s320/IMGP1709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was so freaking hot, feels good in the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ2w4jhjjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/My69c1bkusg/s1600-h/IMGP1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049228714422930994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ2w4jhjjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/My69c1bkusg/s320/IMGP1724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a waffle dog from a street stall. waffle was good, them pointing at my boobs - wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ2hojhjiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NOX4dWfvDN4/s1600-h/IMGP1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049228452429925922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ2hojhjiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NOX4dWfvDN4/s320/IMGP1746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 3, a long long walk around the city. through a local market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ2NIjhjhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/e8zK-t3sivQ/s1600-h/IMGP1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049228100242607634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ2NIjhjhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/e8zK-t3sivQ/s320/IMGP1756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice car eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ11ojhjgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iamWkUb67do/s1600-h/IMGP1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049227696515681794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ11ojhjgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iamWkUb67do/s320/IMGP1758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is... i honestly have no idea. but it sure is freaking huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ1oIjhjfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xMKri3rzzPo/s1600-h/IMGP1760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049227464587447794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ1oIjhjfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xMKri3rzzPo/s320/IMGP1760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; resting at a really interesting bench. look at the tiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ1UojhjeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/KE67IlOyYME/s1600-h/IMGP1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049227129579998690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ1UojhjeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/KE67IlOyYME/s320/IMGP1768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;biscuits!!! an awfully old-school shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ1BIjhjdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RnsoPiuLaMA/s1600-h/IMGP1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049226794572549586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ1BIjhjdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RnsoPiuLaMA/s320/IMGP1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a visit to the night market. and they were selling puppies for 1400baht (that's about $60!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ0wYjhjcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4MW2Xq3VqSU/s1600-h/IMGP1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049226506809740738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ0wYjhjcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4MW2Xq3VqSU/s320/IMGP1771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this guy makes keychains, and he's so freaking cool. all his tools are attached to his wrist and fingers. uber cool he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ0YojhjbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qJn5CZpWwYQ/s1600-h/IMGP1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049226098787847602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ0YojhjbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qJn5CZpWwYQ/s320/IMGP1774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;squeezing in a song tiao, all 14 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJz_ojhjaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JUUCq3-z4B4/s1600-h/IMGP1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049225669291117986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJz_ojhjaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JUUCq3-z4B4/s320/IMGP1795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day... i cant remember already. we were waiting to record our forum with the Chiang Mai University students on our topic on 'Culture and Tourism'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJzrYjhjZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8ngv7rM3YnI/s1600-h/IMGP1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049225321398766994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJzrYjhjZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8ngv7rM3YnI/s320/IMGP1796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha, look at shah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJxeIjhjYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/u2I_2Ybe_Rw/s1600-h/IMGP1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049222894742244738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJxeIjhjYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/u2I_2Ybe_Rw/s320/IMGP1823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Start of our 3 day trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJwcYjhjXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kOMJY4tGltQ/s1600-h/IMGP1828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049221765165845874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJwcYjhjXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kOMJY4tGltQ/s320/IMGP1828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and my shoes were already giving way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJvgIjhjWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/A8AI_5RxE14/s1600-h/IMGP1838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049220730078727522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJvgIjhjWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/A8AI_5RxE14/s320/IMGP1838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmm, what's ben doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJvAYjhjVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nGRnd88mC0I/s1600-h/IMGP1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049220184617880914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJvAYjhjVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nGRnd88mC0I/s320/IMGP1839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its only the beginning, that's why we're still smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJuvIjhjUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/QgU6jddO7SA/s1600-h/IMGP1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049219888265137474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJuvIjhjUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/QgU6jddO7SA/s320/IMGP1849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this dog has a RED nose! whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJueIjhjTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TALRIalAYJs/s1600-h/IMGP1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049219596207361330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJueIjhjTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/TALRIalAYJs/s320/IMGP1856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lunchtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJtt4jhjSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wPZTghC1nCM/s1600-h/IMGP1866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049218767278673186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJtt4jhjSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wPZTghC1nCM/s320/IMGP1866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;trekking was uber fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJs4IjhjRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mrbbeS0yEoI/s1600-h/IMGP1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049217843860704530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJs4IjhjRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mrbbeS0yEoI/s320/IMGP1906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were literally thrown into the forest, far far away from civilisation. staying over at the Karen tribe village. with this awfully skinny puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJsjIjhjQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aWcNF_HwoGM/s1600-h/IMGP1883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049217483083451650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJsjIjhjQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aWcNF_HwoGM/s320/IMGP1883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJrIojhjOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/tiqAGGSMr4A/s1600-h/IMGP1900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049215928305290466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJrIojhjOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/tiqAGGSMr4A/s320/IMGP1900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the air was dusty from the forest fire. explains why joyce is wearing a mask. most of them were down with sorethroat and cold. i think i was lucky to be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049236707357069010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJ-CIjhjtI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MsOrATi5kwQ/s320/IMGP1910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is one of the Karen tribe shelters, where we slept for the first night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJn3YjhjMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D_BLYP8Mwmc/s1600-h/IMGP1916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049212333417663682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJn3YjhjMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D_BLYP8Mwmc/s320/IMGP1916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;good thing they had a toilet. its fine going in the day. at night... whoa its spookily dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJndIjhjLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/j_CugQ6iriI/s1600-h/IMGP1920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049211882446097586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJndIjhjLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/j_CugQ6iriI/s320/IMGP1920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more trekking the next day. it was so freaking hot and dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049216263312739570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJrcIjhjPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eVqBrQf3FYc/s320/IMGP1946.JPG" border="0" /&gt; and we went for a really uncomfortable elephant ride. oh my goodness, the elephant kept shooting snort at us. ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJmtYjhjKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nud8vFhi28Y/s1600-h/IMGP1955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049211062107344034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJmtYjhjKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nud8vFhi28Y/s320/IMGP1955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we finally reached the waterfall, where we stayed over for the second night. uber cold the water is. and for the first time, i jumped off a cliff into the waterfall pool. no big deal? hell it is. especially when you cant really swim well. uber scary, but it was uber fun! what's ben doing again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJmJYjhjJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ii_Pveev6KE/s1600-h/IMGP1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049210443632053394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJmJYjhjJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ii_Pveev6KE/s320/IMGP1961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleeping in mosquito nets. hell this place has freaking lots of mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJlpYjhjII/AAAAAAAAAEE/Yw2UVb1A_PE/s1600-h/IMGP1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049209893876239490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJlpYjhjII/AAAAAAAAAEE/Yw2UVb1A_PE/s320/IMGP1966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the waterfall was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJlVojhjHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ppNSNENi_N8/s1600-h/IMGP1969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049209554573823090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJlVojhjHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ppNSNENi_N8/s320/IMGP1969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the toilet at the waterfall, a 15m walk away from the shelter we slept in. i drank a couple of cans of beer chang(one of their local beers) that night while playing bridge with everyone. hell i needed to pee so badly, it was so freaking dark. carrie and i were screaming all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ended the long long trek with bamboo rafting down the river. it was crazy. in fact, we didnt need the bamboo rafts at all cos we were spending most of the ride in the water. hmm. and getting dunked so many times i cant even remember. only thing left of that ride are bruises on my shins. i look like i've been abused. ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJlGojhjGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bRClFYM7M0g/s1600-h/IMGP1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049209296875785314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJlGojhjGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bRClFYM7M0g/s320/IMGP1991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day after trekking. COOKING CLASS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJkwojhjFI/AAAAAAAAADs/_5Ik_YPoly4/s1600-h/IMGP1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049208918918663250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJkwojhjFI/AAAAAAAAADs/_5Ik_YPoly4/s320/IMGP1996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a housewife in making eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049239516265680610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhKAlojhjuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lESjso0hP9w/s320/IMGP2021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;actually, mr felix is the real pro. check that out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJkZ4jhjEI/AAAAAAAAADk/nMwO34wIpwc/s1600-h/IMGP2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049208528076639298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJkZ4jhjEI/AAAAAAAAADk/nMwO34wIpwc/s320/IMGP2025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10 days passed so quickly, time to pack up and go. memories of room103 at Riverside Guest House. sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJkF4jhjDI/AAAAAAAAADc/J-6mPMivjFA/s1600-h/IMGP2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049208184479255602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RhJkF4jhjDI/AAAAAAAAADc/J-6mPMivjFA/s320/IMGP2028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taking a last bite of cakes and ice-cream at this cafe. sweet ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-1791958170260085012?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/1791958170260085012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7768598633026858850</id><published>2007-04-02T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:02:19.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiang Mai</title><content type='html'>im too lazy to upload pictures at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell, i had a great time. having good friends and getting to know others better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bruises and cuts, memories of the 3-day trek up and down the mountain, off a waterfall cliff and bamboo rafting down the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7768598633026858850?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7768598633026858850/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-1818966771408524989</id><published>2007-03-17T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T12:21:37.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042741745853836754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rftq5nemrdI/AAAAAAAAACo/WhgHRBwtLiI/s320/RIMG0246(copy).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is avie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrxHemriI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mOkuylqveNA/s1600-h/RIMG0273-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042742699336576546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrxHemriI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mOkuylqveNA/s320/RIMG0273-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;avie is a good photographer. she makes me look cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrpHemrhI/AAAAAAAAADI/6GVXlakWN0M/s1600-h/RIMG0271-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042742561897623058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrpHemrhI/AAAAAAAAADI/6GVXlakWN0M/s320/RIMG0271-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she makes me look good even when my hair is in a mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrenemrgI/AAAAAAAAADA/CAMbtCh6mnI/s1600-h/RIMG0263-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042742381508996610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrenemrgI/AAAAAAAAADA/CAMbtCh6mnI/s320/RIMG0263-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she makes me look smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrT3emrfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cby3uLl-jhE/s1600-h/RIMG0242-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042742196825402866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrT3emrfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cby3uLl-jhE/s320/RIMG0242-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrIXemreI/AAAAAAAAACw/COeIqFLYKKs/s1600-h/RIMG0243-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042741999256907234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RftrIXemreI/AAAAAAAAACw/COeIqFLYKKs/s320/RIMG0243-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; avie is really talented i tell you. anyone wants to hire her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-1818966771408524989?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/1818966771408524989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=1818966771408524989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1818966771408524989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/1818966771408524989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/03/avie.html' title='avie'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rftq5nemrdI/AAAAAAAAACo/WhgHRBwtLiI/s72-c/RIMG0246(copy).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-4639873872669769710</id><published>2007-03-06T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:37:43.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>year 2</title><content type='html'>year 2 is finally over. i think i took a little too long to write about this. but anyhow, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought that i'll get a job, work hard, earn big bucks. i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought that i'll have more time to pack my room, tidy up my stuff. i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought that i'll be having a lot of fun, doing all sorts of things i never got to do during school terms. i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought... wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, i think i better get going with the initial plan. it always feels better to have tried than to not try at all. how cliche. but that's not the point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-4639873872669769710?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/4639873872669769710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=4639873872669769710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4639873872669769710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/4639873872669769710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/03/year-2.html' title='year 2'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-2469745413273790142</id><published>2007-02-26T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:26:09.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sick</title><content type='html'>chasing after my running nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what i've been doing all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite tiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-2469745413273790142?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/2469745413273790142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=2469745413273790142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2469745413273790142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/2469745413273790142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sick.html' title='im sick'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6924572568429110138</id><published>2007-02-22T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:27:01.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy ching chong new year</title><content type='html'>the best thing about CNY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bak kwa&lt;br /&gt;2. pineapple tarts&lt;br /&gt;3. ang pow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only look forward to these 3. its the only time of the year you get to have these in large quantities. bak kwa is still the number one joy for me for CNY. and no one can ever beat my family's secret pineapple tart recipe. i tell you - no one! as for ang pow. the more the merrier! but its ranked number 3 cos i dont get to keep the money. sigh, mom 'saves them up for university'. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to more bak kwa this ching chong new year. and ang pow to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6924572568429110138?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6924572568429110138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6924572568429110138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6924572568429110138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6924572568429110138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-ching-chong-new-year.html' title='happy ching chong new year'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-6492073620352056998</id><published>2007-01-29T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T18:16:40.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;something is not quite right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rb3H49ro3fI/AAAAAAAAACY/_h5vP1v6wtI/s1600-h/free-s-red_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025392540659539442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rb3H49ro3fI/AAAAAAAAACY/_h5vP1v6wtI/s320/free-s-red_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my mom just bought a pair of red patent peep-toe slingbacks. she thinks they are quite cute and she says that she can wear them with jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rb3Hy9ro3eI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DI-EbPsO_nI/s1600-h/Fort%20Minor.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025392437580324322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/Rb3Hy9ro3eI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DI-EbPsO_nI/s320/Fort%2520Minor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; i caught my dad listening to Fort Minor in his car. his favourite song is 'believe me', though he doesn't quite understand the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6492073620352056998?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6492073620352056998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6492073620352056998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>My Ambition</title><content type='html'>It seems all too familiar a topic to write about. Brings back fond memories of my younger self writing about being a doctor with childish pride. It was fun. I'm nineteen, and my ambition is... to be a mother of 5 kids. No kidding. My mom thinks I'm crazy, my friends won't believe me. Of course I'm going to continue studying, get a job, do what I really love - fashion design, radio, tv journalism. Whatever I end up doing, I just want to be happy, doing what I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-6250403757732355065?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/6250403757732355065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=6250403757732355065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6250403757732355065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/6250403757732355065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-ambition.html' title='My Ambition'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7237863081687411813</id><published>2007-01-08T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:16:08.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what movie?</title><content type='html'>Jaime and I were having a conversation and deciding whether to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;P: have you watched the golden flower movie yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;J: nope, we could watch that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;P: oh ya, haha, you can't watch that with al.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;J: whoa he'll beat me up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;P: hmm, I don't usually watch chinese movies in theatres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;J: ya, I don't watch ching chong movies either. I haven't even watched that.. what's that? turning dragon spitting fire movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;P: WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7237863081687411813?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7237863081687411813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7237863081687411813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7237863081687411813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7237863081687411813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-movie.html' title='what movie?'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7267544.post-7316170675975988477</id><published>2006-12-25T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T00:53:31.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photography</title><content type='html'>If radio and television fails, then maybe photography ain't that bad an idea. No training, no knowledge, no experience, what am I talking about? Well, at least I've got a camera. Here's my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6tDRk8IpI/AAAAAAAAABw/DLvB5ubVrnQ/s1600-h/IMGP1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012133707079492242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6tDRk8IpI/AAAAAAAAABw/DLvB5ubVrnQ/s320/IMGP1194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Honestly, I've no idea what makes a good picture. But I know what I like. I like it when Jaime looks like she doesn't know what's going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6srxk8IoI/AAAAAAAAABo/A05rJLvB29k/s1600-h/IMGP1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012133303352566402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6srxk8IoI/AAAAAAAAABo/A05rJLvB29k/s320/IMGP1241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a dead bird. What's so good about this picture? The dead bird I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6sbRk8InI/AAAAAAAAABg/axFX6AH8lzM/s1600-h/IMGP1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012133019884724850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6sbRk8InI/AAAAAAAAABg/axFX6AH8lzM/s320/IMGP1246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought Avie looked good that day. I asked her to catwalk down and I snapped a shot. Later, I realised that this ain't such a happy picture after all. There's a sad old man on the right side. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6sKBk8ImI/AAAAAAAAABY/ACgiWnWLX1M/s1600-h/IMGP1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012132723531981410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6sKBk8ImI/AAAAAAAAABY/ACgiWnWLX1M/s320/IMGP1259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I work better as a photographer. I fidget too much and can't seem to stop grinning. Avie was trying to take emo shots of me. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6r-Bk8IlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9kNhvGOjXNI/s1600-h/IMGP1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012132517373551186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6r-Bk8IlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9kNhvGOjXNI/s320/IMGP1264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Earlier it was a decomposing dead bird. Now what? A sleeping cat. Its head is propped up and its eyes are tightly shut. Oh cats are so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6rxhk8IkI/AAAAAAAAABI/EYBKud-4EA0/s1600-h/IMGP1267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012132302625186370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6rxhk8IkI/AAAAAAAAABI/EYBKud-4EA0/s320/IMGP1267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arab street is a lovely place. And I like this shop with an ice-cream parlour in it - Pluck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7267544-7316170675975988477?l=feebobeeba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/feeds/7316170675975988477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7267544&amp;postID=7316170675975988477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7316170675975988477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7267544/posts/default/7316170675975988477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feebobeeba.blogspot.com/2006/12/photography.html' title='photography'/><author><name>feebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01813176401375327442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nJHRSKlYLdg/RY6tDRk8IpI/AAAAAAAAABw/DLvB5ubVrnQ/s72-c/IMGP1194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
