<?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-620834720866813553</id><updated>2011-10-06T10:46:19.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana - 死了都要唱</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-4400729377637803827</id><published>2009-12-07T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:10:53.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 37 - End of the Year!</title><content type='html'>It's Dec ! like any kids or teens, i totally love Dec and looking forward to Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the cool weather, the emo rainy days totally make me feel refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;Life's tough, with stress coming from work,and a not so good studying year, i look forward to a better 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambatte! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lots of Photos taken with Pinky and Friends. Will update them randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also i had set up another blog just to keep track and share what i am reading and my recommendation for cool fictional thrillers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All are welcome to visit it! Its a personal recommendation, nothing commercial.&lt;br /&gt;Will update it whenever time allows. And friend do give your recommendations on any cool books to read so i wont ever run out of books to read!&lt;br /&gt;http://novelsthatilove.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a cooling sleepy night.&lt;br /&gt;HoHoHo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-4400729377637803827?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/4400729377637803827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=4400729377637803827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/4400729377637803827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/4400729377637803827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2009/12/chapter-37-end-of-year.html' title='Chapter 37 - End of the Year!'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-923959101190584116</id><published>2009-08-22T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:03:20.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 36 - a Horrible start of my weekend.</title><content type='html'>Being old is not a great thing for me at all.&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 30, i am experiencing pain while going up and down the stairs. Pain coming from both of my knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even sitting is being a problem. the pain excruciating from my back can make me go nuts at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worst , i couldn't curb my temper. something which i used to do with eased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad game of basketball yesterday, heck., it must have been the worst.&lt;br /&gt;I got elbowed in the mouth twice and somehow instead of getting bruises, i bitten my tongue in the process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results? - a swollen tongue with 2 super mini holes, ulcer look alike. Looking closer, it seems that a super mini piece of flesh is dangling in my tongue. the results of biting on it with my teeths.&lt;br /&gt;I can't drink anything warm,  can't eat anything solid or hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the game worst, there were 2 youths who are totally 看不开， playing aggressive with them makes them call for pussy fouls and complaints. And to be frank, i am not even serious in playing with them as they were just kids. But one guy just had to say something to make me tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was enduring the pain, hoping to finish the game soon, and the kiddo just had to grumble about the mini foul that was inflicted on him. Hell, it wasn't even me, but he had to say it in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“打球不要打脸” - he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to reply, - "so? "你那么丑， 就算被打到也没分别。 没人会理"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i kept my cool about further insults not wanting to make him lose face in front of his friends and i return it with a less insulting reply that i could think of at that pissed off moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youths nowadays is just like tofu, the break into pieces when you inflict more force. They cant take pain without grumbling and expect people to help or pity them. Cant they start to take pain like a Man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this is just so bad. a weekend of pain, frustration, unable to eat. who's suffering more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-923959101190584116?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/923959101190584116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=923959101190584116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/923959101190584116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/923959101190584116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-36-horrible-start-of-my-weekend.html' title='Chapter 36 - a Horrible start of my weekend.'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-5202473657069806710</id><published>2009-03-11T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:27:58.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 35 - a fresh life, my Love</title><content type='html'>After coming back from malaysia , i started my life afresh.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Dear who managed to make me quit my caffeine addiction and now its the next most challanging Nicotine addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i feel so good without drink 6 cups of kopi O kosong a day,  in just 3 days i quitted what i had been drinking for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now i am getting mentally tortured, from quitting smoking. as of the time now , i had not smoke for 22 hours. The damage - sleepy, drowsiness , yawning,&lt;span class="minusOne"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with occasionally tears of tiredness, unable to concentrated. I am totally suffering the withdrawal&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; symptoms&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what i found from the net,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#305c8e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Causes,             Incidence and Risk Factors...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="minusOne"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost all people who try to quit             have some form of nicotine withdrawal. Generally, the longer one has been a smoker and the             more nicotine and higher number of cigarettes consumed, the more likely it is that             withdrawal symptoms will occur and the more severe they are likely to be. Furthermore,             people who are regular smokers tend to have particularly strong cravings and worsening of             withdrawal symptoms at certain times, places, or situations associated with smoking.&lt;a name="Symptoms"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tobacco             contains nicotine, an addictive drug, and smokers become addicted. If you quit abruptly,             you will go through the physical and psychological effects of drug-withdrawal, These may             include intense food cravings, jittery nerves, anxiety, short temper, depression, and             sleeplessness. The addiction-withdrawal symptoms will be worst the first week and less             severe during the second. After a month, most of the withdrawal symptoms will be gone, If             you quit gradually, the withdrawal may be less intense but more prolonged, This is why             many experts recommend quitting abruptly!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="minusOne"&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;span class="minusOne"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The common symptoms include an             intense craving for nicotine, tension, irritability, headaches, difficulty in             concentrating, drowsiness and trouble in sleeping, increased appetite and weight gain.&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A milder form of nicotine withdrawal involving some or all of             these symptoms can occur when a smoker switches from regular to low-nicotine cigarettes or             significantly cuts down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, what it say is - either this week or next week, i will start to get more aggressive or more depress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HoHOHO, which means its either a gd time to join Muaythai if i turn aggresive or Lock myself up in the room over the weekend and have Pinky open it for me only on monday if i turn Depress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOW OR NEVER.  signing off~like a drug addict..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#305c8e;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-5202473657069806710?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/5202473657069806710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=5202473657069806710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5202473657069806710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5202473657069806710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2009/03/chapter-35-fresh-life-my-love.html' title='Chapter 35 - a fresh life, my Love'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-3632520512436429337</id><published>2009-02-14T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:31:33.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 34 - Messed up</title><content type='html'>I am all messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;My work is in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;My sch project is in a mess&lt;br /&gt;My life is in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;My mum just throw me a bomb which left me totally speechless.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even get the chance to love the girl i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i went back playing bball, i feel being hated that i ever returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vday was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;I have no chance to self inflict pain.&lt;br /&gt;Movie was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;Rejected.&lt;br /&gt;What else could go wrong with 1 hour and 33mins to go before vday ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i restorted poping Lexotan to calm myself in case i breakdown again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this happens to anyone or is it just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-3632520512436429337?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/3632520512436429337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=3632520512436429337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/3632520512436429337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/3632520512436429337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-34-messed-up.html' title='Chapter 34 - Messed up'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-2920830197152628879</id><published>2009-02-12T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T03:32:49.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 33 -  每個人心中都有一封寄不出的情書, 不管是寄到天涯, 還是...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;如果海　會說話　如果風愛上砂&lt;br /&gt;如果　有些想念遺忘在某個長假&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會聆聽浪花　讓風吹過頭髮&lt;br /&gt;任記憶裡的愛情在時間潮汐裡喧嘩 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;非得等春天遠了夏天才近了&lt;br /&gt;我是在回首時終於懂得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當陽光　再次　回到那　飄著雨的國境之南&lt;br /&gt;我會試著把　那一年的故事 &lt;br /&gt;再接下去說完&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當陽光　再次　離開那　太晴朗的國境之南&lt;br /&gt;妳會不會把　妳曾帶走的愛　在告別前用微笑全歸還 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;海很藍　星光燦爛　我仍空著我的臂彎&lt;br /&gt;天很寬　在我獨自唱歌的夜晚&lt;br /&gt;請原諒我的愛　訴說的太緩慢 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-2920830197152628879?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/2920830197152628879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=2920830197152628879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/2920830197152628879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/2920830197152628879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-33.html' title='Chapter 33 -  每個人心中都有一封寄不出的情書, 不管是寄到天涯, 還是...'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-1018023000886535766</id><published>2009-02-10T10:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:59:36.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 32 - The day my heart died - Moving on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SZEFYcY2opI/AAAAAAAAAcY/8irfJfypsTs/s1600-h/westcoast2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SZEFYcY2opI/AAAAAAAAAcY/8irfJfypsTs/s400/westcoast2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301024153887220370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                            *A photo which i took at west coast, still love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Eileen/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so hard to move on, well i am trying and succeeding..&lt;br /&gt;My life, my choice to study, my attitude, and my determination to work was built upon what was used to be the one.  It all revolves around her and i am grateful for what she built me into.&lt;br /&gt;I changed and my family changed better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her realistic view of the world was right. A relationship can never be built on love. That can never work in this society. There were tiff and breakups now and then which even whip my will into iron. From a lowly paid salary worker of S$1,100 after i came out from the army, it has improved by leaps to which now i felt more comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even thought i respected the choice that she made for a better future ultimately , It left my world crumbling, it was suffocating every night when i found that she had been attached within 2 weeks. There were nights which my lung feel they were bursting, and i was grasping for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days became lonely, the nights were so sad. Sundays were not what used to be.&lt;br /&gt;I felt guilty, i felt ashamed, i felt i was never good enough for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;It was like i wasted her youth and i let her down because i didn't do enough.&lt;br /&gt;*Welcome to the world of reality* - Again, money is the root of all evil. It is never and never was enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that i was best alone in this world, taking photos by myself, reading by myself at some starbucks or coffeebean, my frequent hangouts are bookshops and libraries compared to the past. For the past few months i been reading and reading, doing anything to keep myself busy.&lt;br /&gt;I swim alone most often and visit kbox more often then in the past with whoever is avaliable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i felt better, but my determination to strive has weaken. I could see no light at the other end. My instinct told me that i am never gonna die out of breath running after an invisible target without any prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times which i almost gave up studying. It was so stressful and tiring doing part time studying and working. There were exams and projects which i gave up basketball for close to a year to keep up with them.&lt;br /&gt;I was a O lvl student who got in ITE due to being sucky at Maths and it took me close to 7 years to challenge for a Diploma. But thinking back, for what now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhaolin asked my this question while we met up last night. -&lt;br /&gt;What if one fine day she comes back asking to be together and says that she regreted ditching me for a more well to do guy, a gentlemently fat guy.&lt;br /&gt;And that money and a well to do future is of no issue now, What would i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My First answer was - i would consider depending on whats she says and the situation then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my Answer now after thinking the whole night is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Go Fook off. After kicking me into a well and left me climbing up from there. And so 绝情 that that she wont even reply to any of my sms maybe for fear that her new bf might feel offended.&lt;br /&gt;What is the 8 year of relationship to her ,  i didn't even realise that i was so Fcuked up that we couldn't even be normal friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being realistic to her also and also applying to her, it would be calculated as the following. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SZD2Kz8-dHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/-_2aLPM_dpw/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SZD2Kz8-dHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/-_2aLPM_dpw/s400/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301007427020158066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for old times sake, i would stop swearing revenge on her. There is still a part of me inside holding on to the encouragement which she had given me and that is my gratitude to her.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are forgotten many many years down the road, There is still the post here which will reminds me of you and the tough and dangerous road ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the love before and showing me what are dreams and reality. *This is for you, if you ever read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-1018023000886535766?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/1018023000886535766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=1018023000886535766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1018023000886535766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1018023000886535766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-32-day-my-heart-died-moving-on.html' title='Chapter 32 - The day my heart died - Moving on.'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SZEFYcY2opI/AAAAAAAAAcY/8irfJfypsTs/s72-c/westcoast2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-234533706735749456</id><published>2009-02-07T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:04:52.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 31 - 我的天啊</title><content type='html'>*Edits. - Thanks GuoHao. GoodJob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian. when i joined the bikequest. everyone say bo jio them. when i ask everyone to help replace due to urgent matters, all say bo eng and some even replied with totally impossible reasons. -_- . totally totally impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY LIKE THAT! Its gonna be a torturing weekend with tightly pack schedule. which includes work and weekend classes. HORRIBLE. Totally must complete the bike quest ASAP. so that i can wake up to meet my customer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Dave/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SYx7dF1Wi0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/6Km1gNfSvt4/s1600-h/Yigao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SYx7dF1Wi0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/6Km1gNfSvt4/s400/Yigao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299746601220606786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-234533706735749456?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/234533706735749456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=234533706735749456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/234533706735749456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/234533706735749456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-31.html' title='Chapter 31 - 我的天啊'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SYx7dF1Wi0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/6Km1gNfSvt4/s72-c/Yigao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-1501797894993618799</id><published>2009-01-14T01:02:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T02:48:21.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 30 - a New Year and a time to reflect</title><content type='html'>Well yeah, its kinda long. no updates and a late time to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;Hsuan has been saying i am too lazy to update, and jinming has been saying i am too stubbon to not edit my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2008 was horrible,&lt;br /&gt;Being stress up with exams, ending a 8 year relationship (kinda on/off in betweens) resulting in certain degree of emoness for the past 8 months, it even ended with so many frds getting married last year that it makes me so envious.&lt;br /&gt;Had the most lonely and suckiest bday ever. and worst, i wanted to treat the guys to our fav Chivas at kbox for my belated bday but the 1gaos and fellow kakias went ji hong with pinky without jioing the men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i only managed to treat aku, js, jackson, kiwi , derek to eat at Lao Beijing before watching movie. what a reversed of plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to reflect on - NON.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were to say reflect on whats past, i rather use "Improved and increments" for this year would be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improvements to my school results , improvement to my photography skills, improvement on my speed reading and increment on my pay is what i do look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For frds who were wondering what i did during last year end holidays , when i keep insisting staying at home and not going out, i was reading few books. erm, yeah and supporting the neighbourhood coffebean at tiong bahru~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent fav. novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seven Ancient Wonders&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Matthew  Reilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzN6Sk9XTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/uh43SjCfMGQ/s1600-h/7ancientwonders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzN6Sk9XTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/uh43SjCfMGQ/s400/7ancientwonders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290830063556451634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following on by its continuation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Six Sacred Stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzN6um1KpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hwMsYdqXDCg/s1600-h/sixscaredstones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzN6um1KpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hwMsYdqXDCg/s400/sixscaredstones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290830071080495762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this 2 books just to spend my Christmas and New Year as home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if i really did go out during the recent festive season, it would be with Aku, Edi, derek , etc (LOL) to watch a movie or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;else if ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;It would be some phototaking. Here are some recent photos taken during the festive season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Coast - went there with jinming. totally cloudly. see le also no mood. decide to abort mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzPqONDqqI/AAAAAAAAAZk/5DAZu8VToT8/s1600-h/ECP%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzPqONDqqI/AAAAAAAAAZk/5DAZu8VToT8/s400/ECP%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290831986527808162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved on to orchard , Kinda frustrated with too many ppl. totally no mood that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzQJ8MQUMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5NciwJ9fIho/s1600-h/ParagonXmasTree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzQJ8MQUMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/5NciwJ9fIho/s400/ParagonXmasTree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290832531448418498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzRs5OEgSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ouW80JHlwBs/s1600-h/ParagonAngels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzRs5OEgSI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ouW80JHlwBs/s400/ParagonAngels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290834231457775906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowds outside Tangs was also horrible. even 10pm was still young for them. till 11.15+- at the time this pic was taken was when the crowds starts to disperse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzSgqT6GzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/bWF54MzbqVw/s1600-h/Tangs%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzSgqT6GzI/AAAAAAAAAaM/bWF54MzbqVw/s400/Tangs%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290835120808926002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzSZuuyu1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/xKv0JMg1j-c/s1600-h/Tangs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzSZuuyu1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/xKv0JMg1j-c/s400/Tangs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290835001736346450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught sneaky jinming aiming at babes again. but how could he escape from the sharp eyes me!&lt;br /&gt;Caught him red handed, but i wont post which sexy girl he took a photo of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzTX-Kyh7I/AAAAAAAAAaU/7IYrGokqZnk/s1600-h/SneakyJM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzTX-Kyh7I/AAAAAAAAAaU/7IYrGokqZnk/s400/SneakyJM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290836071032194994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally after much walking we settled on the bridge near far east plaza where year again, i took some traffic trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzT-j0txHI/AAAAAAAAAac/YYswv4sdJNo/s1600-h/Fsbridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzT-j0txHI/AAAAAAAAAac/YYswv4sdJNo/s400/Fsbridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290836733975184498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jinming asked me to accompany him to this ThatCD shop at Pacific Plaza, and that we wanted to browse through some cds and maybe even buy them. unsuspiciously i followed him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzUZCmGEkI/AAAAAAAAAak/7ytaKSiMU38/s1600-h/ThatCDshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzUZCmGEkI/AAAAAAAAAak/7ytaKSiMU38/s400/ThatCDshop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290837188911960642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But it turns out that he purposely went there to look at the hordes of chio bu staff which he knew from his past visits and one particular staff from china is basically trying to hitch him and JM was firlting back at her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzVQX67K-I/AAAAAAAAAas/PfSt555uUgA/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzVQX67K-I/AAAAAAAAAas/PfSt555uUgA/s400/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290838139529276386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being poorly dressed up that day, i avoided any means of introduction or even eyes contact. Jinming is sibei jian! Totally want embarrass me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this year can be more fruitful. Finishing my studies soon, thinking of continuing degree, and many things more. So many things to upgrade but so little time! *SO ex somemore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this year like no Nv Ren Yuan! Thinking back, i should have accepted the invitation to the marriage agency when i was asked. LOL. Might have some luck in getting someone like *Bobo* from the recently ended channel 8 tv serial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Hsuan who reminds me to update my blog. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzXvMSMfZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/iQTPrklp8qc/s1600-h/Me+%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzXvMSMfZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/iQTPrklp8qc/s400/Me+%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290840868004855186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzXu4ARkSI/AAAAAAAAAa0/7xzfbG4QqiM/s1600-h/Me+%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzXu4ARkSI/AAAAAAAAAa0/7xzfbG4QqiM/s400/Me+%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290840862560981282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-1501797894993618799?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/1501797894993618799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=1501797894993618799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1501797894993618799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1501797894993618799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-30-new-year-and-time-to-reflect.html' title='Chapter 30 - a New Year and a time to reflect'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SWzN6Sk9XTI/AAAAAAAAAZU/uh43SjCfMGQ/s72-c/7ancientwonders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-8681142602030748722</id><published>2008-11-19T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:43:31.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 29 - Delvin Bday!</title><content type='html'>Yea! its the time for the year! Our Skyboy Delvin bday! its the pic of our advance celebration on sat  which i couldnt possibility reject!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cos xiao Daphne for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the pic us at kbox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SSLvx03jHkI/AAAAAAAAATo/505Hu1AhWAw/s1600-h/n661536749_1467754_7311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SSLvx03jHkI/AAAAAAAAATo/505Hu1AhWAw/s400/n661536749_1467754_7311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270038153261162050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Delvin forever 28th bday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also not forgetting is a pic on Jess forever 18 bday at Dragonfly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SSLwh3AIj6I/AAAAAAAAATw/PtCDZF284aY/s1600-h/n629590460_4346921_7498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SSLwh3AIj6I/AAAAAAAAATw/PtCDZF284aY/s400/n629590460_4346921_7498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270038978467762082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a scarely face! hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-8681142602030748722?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/8681142602030748722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=8681142602030748722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8681142602030748722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8681142602030748722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/11/chapter-29-delvin-bday.html' title='Chapter 29 - Delvin Bday!'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SSLvx03jHkI/AAAAAAAAATo/505Hu1AhWAw/s72-c/n661536749_1467754_7311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-8163316100670052021</id><published>2008-11-04T00:46:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:08:20.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 28 - East Coast Park &amp;  le musée</title><content type='html'>Didnt sleep just for the sunrise. It was 5am and i kept looking out through the window. The weather was unpredictable, there were some red clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.35am - i decided to make a gamble. started to spam sms to Jon, if he is awake , getting him to take some sunrise would make him feel better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6am - he replied, told him wat i intend to do, and i would just see him 10mins below his hse. took a cab over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached East Coast fairly late, Slightly disappointed. its not everyday that i get to have some free time to take photos of the first rays. but i missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was hoping capturing the sunrise would change my mood. But alas.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, heres what i manage to get. and it really needs alot of improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you see is what i took. no photoshops / manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;East Coast Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My try-outs on certain new settings :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All-Hail&lt;/span&gt; - the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9GlIeNPKI/AAAAAAAAARo/5wacq-wTIvw/s1600-h/All+Hail+%28First+Rise%29-0398+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9GlIeNPKI/AAAAAAAAARo/5wacq-wTIvw/s400/All+Hail+%28First+Rise%29-0398+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264504093162683554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HlTX2kAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/FOjRhG4ewBM/s1600-h/To+hide,+to+be+unseen-0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HlTX2kAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/FOjRhG4ewBM/s400/To+hide,+to+be+unseen-0410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264505195600449538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9GscPCzLI/AAAAAAAAARw/Wc5FynfHj5A/s1600-h/All+Hail+%28Second+Rise%29-0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9GscPCzLI/AAAAAAAAARw/Wc5FynfHj5A/s400/All+Hail+%28Second+Rise%29-0403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264504218726878386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9GzB_t9RI/AAAAAAAAAR4/J4IFy7kJUjg/s1600-h/Desends-0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9GzB_t9RI/AAAAAAAAAR4/J4IFy7kJUjg/s400/Desends-0415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264504331942360338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9G7uZZXeI/AAAAAAAAASI/hcIRpN7002o/s1600-h/DesendsII-0414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9G7uZZXeI/AAAAAAAAASI/hcIRpN7002o/s400/DesendsII-0414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264504481300176354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When they were young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9Hw0bjVJI/AAAAAAAAATY/YPlUdbCWDIY/s1600-h/When+we+ere+young-0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9Hw0bjVJI/AAAAAAAAATY/YPlUdbCWDIY/s400/When+we+ere+young-0417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264505393452897426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt; - Through his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HlGpfN9I/AAAAAAAAATI/wmjAXqA68aM/s1600-h/Through+his+eyes-0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HlGpfN9I/AAAAAAAAATI/wmjAXqA68aM/s400/Through+his+eyes-0401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264505192184756178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to create a gloomy feeling, a feeling of sadness enguffing everyone and yet followed on with hope caused by the sunrise. i had tried to capture a group of friends playing in the water during the sunrise and yet, i tried not to capture their faces. Was it happiness or was it sadness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i err in the morning shoot, might be caused by me admiring the sun rays. I had always wanted to capture them through my eyes and show the best shots i have to everyone i know.&lt;br /&gt;I am still not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt managed to take much,  being late has already caused me to lose the first rays. Had breakfast with Jon at mac, thereafter i planned to get him go to the museum with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le musée&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been at least 10 years since i went there.&lt;br /&gt;The exhibition which i wanted to go was titled -&lt;br /&gt;Doubleness : Photography of Chang Chien-Chi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a award-winning Magnum photographer.&lt;br /&gt;His acclaimed works are - Double Happiness, Chinatown and The Chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like all 3 of them, if i were to choose, it would be Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his trademark photo - credits to Magnum Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ87FEkqzOI/AAAAAAAAARg/rsampSd76pU/s1600-h/NYC10989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ87FEkqzOI/AAAAAAAAARg/rsampSd76pU/s400/NYC10989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264491447732325602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this exhibition very much. He convey the theme very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the photos which i took at the museum for a change of mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HI-aFEFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/kJ9bGJna3xM/s1600-h/Double+Happiness+-+My+Tix-0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HI-aFEFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/kJ9bGJna3xM/s400/Double+Happiness+-+My+Tix-0473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264504708936306770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At - The Chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HQQ5xffI/AAAAAAAAASg/1F0dL52DZSo/s1600-h/His+movement-0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HQQ5xffI/AAAAAAAAASg/1F0dL52DZSo/s400/His+movement-0453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264504834160164338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His Shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HQutfX1I/AAAAAAAAASo/HzSTxGnQoEg/s1600-h/His+Shadows-0457+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HQutfX1I/AAAAAAAAASo/HzSTxGnQoEg/s400/His+Shadows-0457+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264504842161708882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HxT4nHqI/AAAAAAAAATg/K21w6anPRw0/s1600-h/whose+looking+at+who-0460+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HxT4nHqI/AAAAAAAAATg/K21w6anPRw0/s400/whose+looking+at+who-0460+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264505401896279714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HJR_ha8I/AAAAAAAAASY/lyNJA_wkF7c/s1600-h/he+,+she-0459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HJR_ha8I/AAAAAAAAASY/lyNJA_wkF7c/s400/he+,+she-0459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264504714193628098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HZ_rP2JI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CwikRvGOVhg/s1600-h/over+the+line-0461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HZ_rP2JI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CwikRvGOVhg/s400/over+the+line-0461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264505001334528146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At - ChinaTown , through his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HZ_aZezI/AAAAAAAAASw/0zUL67Jq9UU/s1600-h/His+View,+His+Feel-0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9HZ_aZezI/AAAAAAAAASw/0zUL67Jq9UU/s400/His+View,+His+Feel-0448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264505001263856434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking up - was the sky ever Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9Hks5rIII/AAAAAAAAATA/L9YqdrPfcE0/s1600-h/Sky,+was+it+blue-0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9Hks5rIII/AAAAAAAAATA/L9YqdrPfcE0/s400/Sky,+was+it+blue-0465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264505185273323650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went through it twice. Totally satisfied , we came out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, it started to rain. Totally damped my plan for a musical fest at esplanade for the later part of the day. Feeling sick, must be the lack of sleep , the sun and the sudden heavy downpour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting at smu for the rain to subside, we parted ways for home. I was knockout within 10mins. got alot sms and miss -called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made mistakes that day, but learned alot through the art exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;Improvements have to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For who do we exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-8163316100670052021?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/8163316100670052021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=8163316100670052021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8163316100670052021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8163316100670052021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/11/chapter-28-east-coast-park-le-muse.html' title='Chapter 28 - East Coast Park &amp;  le musée'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SQ9GlIeNPKI/AAAAAAAAARo/5wacq-wTIvw/s72-c/All+Hail+%28First+Rise%29-0398+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-5192987985179196715</id><published>2008-10-23T01:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T02:05:40.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 27 - My Precious</title><content type='html'>Couldnt Sleep again. Is it just me or does it happens to all every working adults.&lt;br /&gt;Took out my camera and cleaned it.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to take photos of my precious , treasured belongings.&lt;br /&gt;Had great memories while wearing them. Firstly -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Watch.&lt;br /&gt;Really had alot significant meaning to me, and was given to me by someone dear.&lt;br /&gt;Even after replacing the battery, but alas.. I am still wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SP9miywE2fI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NHAjX0HsTjE/s1600-h/My+Memories+%28watch%29+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SP9miywE2fI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NHAjX0HsTjE/s400/My+Memories+%28watch%29+sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260035637717031410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tick Tick...Tick Tick..Tick Tick* Time would not stop nor time would not turn back.&lt;br /&gt;We are unable to turn back time nor could we buy back time.&lt;br /&gt;Left with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tick Tick Tick...*&lt;br /&gt;Why do we exist, especially in such a realistic and corrupted world.&lt;br /&gt;Deep in everyone hearts there would be a devil waiting to be awaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tick Tick*&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Forsaken one too. When would your time come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-5192987985179196715?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/5192987985179196715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=5192987985179196715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5192987985179196715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5192987985179196715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-27-my-precious.html' title='Chapter 27 - My Precious'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SP9miywE2fI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NHAjX0HsTjE/s72-c/My+Memories+%28watch%29+sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-310666722181942758</id><published>2008-10-05T02:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T12:39:35.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 25 - [WestCoast]</title><content type='html'>Sat - Work , Reading through assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Took a break, and went west coast on impulse. Didn't intend to go for shooting when i realised that i had to go office this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching West Coast at 6.30+ the sky had already started to dim. To make it worst, it was a cloudy day. The sun was hiding from me, *Signed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geared with the instruments i had, i started to look ard for a spot, in my heart praying i might still make it in time for at least a ray of sun; a shot of the sunset at west coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what i managed to get -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual i didnt do any photoshop for all the landscape fotos, eh. yah, who cares if it looks sucky anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOe-hMtoSBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/F9RGrJ3e8qQ/s1600-h/westcoast2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOe-hMtoSBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/F9RGrJ3e8qQ/s400/westcoast2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253376967908542482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOfDNxBLlLI/AAAAAAAAAQY/L2csdYfXeYA/s1600-h/westcoast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOfDNxBLlLI/AAAAAAAAAQY/L2csdYfXeYA/s400/westcoast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253382131614979250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking through the park makes me totally emo again! so many couples, young and old. All there "Pak Tor!" (Dating!). I got see kiss kiss and hug hug! how can! sun just set!&lt;br /&gt;And there were lots of family, mums, dads bringing their kids there for bbq, picnic! *Envious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres me&lt;br /&gt;- With Eye bags, wrinkles. I am seriously in need for facials and some exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOfAYbT6ewI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Rpe63xZHDZk/s1600-h/Dave+Asl1+sig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOfAYbT6ewI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Rpe63xZHDZk/s400/Dave+Asl1+sig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253379016231648002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to take photos for frds. need to brush up on portraits and portfolios. i will make sure they look better then IC fotos. LOL! Any volunteers? Trust my skills *Blinks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-310666722181942758?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/310666722181942758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=310666722181942758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/310666722181942758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/310666722181942758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-25-westcoast.html' title='Chapter 25 - [WestCoast]'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOe-hMtoSBI/AAAAAAAAAQA/F9RGrJ3e8qQ/s72-c/westcoast2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-2209123709788744159</id><published>2008-10-03T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:26:02.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 24 - []</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOUDmd-dKWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/n9pKbO-3B9k/s1600-h/IMG_6740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOUDmd-dKWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/n9pKbO-3B9k/s400/IMG_6740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252608499814050146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me, posing. yea, this pic shows my thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-2209123709788744159?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/2209123709788744159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=2209123709788744159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/2209123709788744159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/2209123709788744159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-24.html' title='Chapter 24 - []'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SOUDmd-dKWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/n9pKbO-3B9k/s72-c/IMG_6740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-4027558475243551473</id><published>2008-09-16T14:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:27:37.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 23 - Con. of Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>The hunter who arms himself with his trusty camera became the hunted!&lt;br /&gt;I got snapshot by the sniper!&lt;br /&gt;*Photo Credits to Jon who totally caught me off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM9VieNCsjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G9hA1TYxa2Y/s1600-h/IMG_6563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM9VieNCsjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G9hA1TYxa2Y/s400/IMG_6563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246506141621596722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM9Vi9vmtII/AAAAAAAAAOw/BttQkJRQc7M/s1600-h/IMG_6543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM9Vi9vmtII/AAAAAAAAAOw/BttQkJRQc7M/s400/IMG_6543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246506150088062082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-4027558475243551473?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/4027558475243551473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=4027558475243551473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/4027558475243551473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/4027558475243551473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/09/chapter-23-con-of-photoshoot.html' title='Chapter 23 - Con. of Photoshoot'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM9VieNCsjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G9hA1TYxa2Y/s72-c/IMG_6563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-6505427992285612877</id><published>2008-09-14T22:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T03:19:51.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 22 - Photoshooting at Orchard &amp; Clake Quay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sat - Woke up feeling emo = a good day to take some fotos. Gearing up my camera and tripod. I decided to take fotos all the way to the night. Place - Orchard and Clake Quay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Jon said he would join me later , so in the meanwhile i decided to take some fotos for my tilt-shift genre. Had decided not to photoshop any of my photos at all so that i will be able to see my improvement with skills and creativity of angle and lighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Aside from special genres (ie. Tilt-shift, infra-red) all my photos would be as original as it was taken. I hope to be spared from comments like my fotos being too grainy etc. which all of them would be uploaded to my Flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My kit does not consist of any special filters and will be using DSLR300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;*Double Click on the photos to view them larger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;First stop - Orchard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Took some fotos meant for tilt-shift effect from take basement which will only be shown on my flickr. here are some of the "what you see is what you get" photos, purely no photoshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Busy Orchard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1CCDmV_zI/AAAAAAAAAM4/S9ffpXuxGZA/s1600-h/Lively+Orchard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1CCDmV_zI/AAAAAAAAAM4/S9ffpXuxGZA/s400/Lively+Orchard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245921744049798962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Paragon Flocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1F-GZgLGI/AAAAAAAAANg/Qqu1_hBaReU/s1600-h/Playing+at+Paragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1F-GZgLGI/AAAAAAAAANg/Qqu1_hBaReU/s400/Playing+at+Paragon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245926074128280674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Second Stop - Clake Quay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Riverside point (reflections)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1CDOt-zqI/AAAAAAAAANY/QR5vCS4Cw3A/s1600-h/Riversidepoint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1CDOt-zqI/AAAAAAAAANY/QR5vCS4Cw3A/s400/Riversidepoint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245921764214492834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1F-jHgYGI/AAAAAAAAANw/xxQCrgYpf0s/s1600-h/Riverside+point.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1F-jHgYGI/AAAAAAAAANw/xxQCrgYpf0s/s400/Riverside+point.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245926081837424738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shadows of ClakeQuay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1F_IZwv6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/kIIqWQlScxQ/s1600-h/Human+Trails+%28con%29+at+Clake+Quay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1F_IZwv6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/kIIqWQlScxQ/s400/Human+Trails+%28con%29+at+Clake+Quay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245926091846107042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1F-6oLuLI/AAAAAAAAAN4/X1-ry_K3Ewk/s1600-h/Human+Shadows+at+Clake+Quay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1F-6oLuLI/AAAAAAAAAN4/X1-ry_K3Ewk/s400/Human+Shadows+at+Clake+Quay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245926088148498610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1Lac3AjdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/AJfTk8q3XvE/s1600-h/Shawdows+at+Clake+Quay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1Lac3AjdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/AJfTk8q3XvE/s400/Shawdows+at+Clake+Quay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245932058752093650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;One my of fav. photo of the day. really like the angle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1LaBkeRhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0DHFwpwt1nE/s1600-h/Clakequay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1LaBkeRhI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0DHFwpwt1nE/s400/Clakequay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245932051426592274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;City - Shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Trails of whats left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1Las340CI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vI5UZ7wYqRM/s1600-h/Shadows+of+City.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1Las340CI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vI5UZ7wYqRM/s400/Shadows+of+City.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245932063050747938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1LbeJ9UqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/d0iQhMLJj2U/s1600-h/Traffic+Beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1LbeJ9UqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/d0iQhMLJj2U/s400/Traffic+Beauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245932076279878306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sense of fulfillment - after the shots, we went to a pub which he frequent to had "some" drinks, erm.. quench our thrist. Thx to Jon, who shares his experience on photography with me. Xie Xie ni le Art Director, Dont send ur invoice to me!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-6505427992285612877?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/6505427992285612877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=6505427992285612877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/6505427992285612877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/6505427992285612877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/09/chapter-22-photoshooting-at-orchard.html' title='Chapter 22 - Photoshooting at Orchard &amp; Clake Quay'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SM1CCDmV_zI/AAAAAAAAAM4/S9ffpXuxGZA/s72-c/Lively+Orchard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-17267230167253932</id><published>2008-08-20T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:34:13.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 21 - Oldies and still the best.</title><content type='html'>Jacky Cheung - Wo Zhen De Shou Shang Le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2GjthJRHEvc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2GjthJRHEvc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作词:王菀之作曲:王菀之&lt;br /&gt;窗外阴天了&lt;br /&gt;音乐低声了&lt;br /&gt;我的心开始想你了&lt;br /&gt;灯光也暗了&lt;br /&gt;音乐低声了&lt;br /&gt;口中的棉花糖也融化了&lt;br /&gt;窗外阴天了&lt;br /&gt;人是无聊了&lt;br /&gt;我的心开始想你了&lt;br /&gt;电话响起了&lt;br /&gt;你要说话了&lt;br /&gt;还以为你心里对我又想念了&lt;br /&gt;怎么你声音变得冷淡了&lt;br /&gt;是你变了&lt;br /&gt;是你变了&lt;br /&gt;灯光熄灭了&lt;br /&gt;音乐静止了&lt;br /&gt;滴下的眼泪已停不住了&lt;br /&gt;天下起雨了&lt;br /&gt;人是不快乐&lt;br /&gt;我的心真的受伤了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really touches my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-17267230167253932?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/17267230167253932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=17267230167253932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/17267230167253932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/17267230167253932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/08/chapter-21-oldies-and-still-best.html' title='Chapter 21 - Oldies and still the best.'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-7825587551091507290</id><published>2008-08-20T10:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:30:55.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 20 - Freedom to live and die</title><content type='html'>We as humans have no control on how long we want to live. This shows 1 thing -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sucks. You suks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you say? Simple. we should get to choose when we get to die. maybe a simple button somewhere just to shut ourselves down just like machines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of dying due to unknown reasons, accidents and old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ie. you walk below ur blk and some asshole just throw his tv down killing you without you have any knoewledge or killed by a falling flower pot.Poor thing isint it. Si de hao yuan wang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SKuMlfnJuSI/AAAAAAAAALo/1eulGhmvRgg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SKuMlfnJuSI/AAAAAAAAALo/1eulGhmvRgg/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236433567517096226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you go swimming at sentosa or east coast, then suddenly you cramp or the legs, you struggle, but you gd frds busy looking at the gals gorgeous body that they didnt notice you. GG and bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for distraction - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SKuNEklX8_I/AAAAAAAAALw/nxWKb74zj9Y/s1600-h/CAENWDEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SKuNEklX8_I/AAAAAAAAALw/nxWKb74zj9Y/s400/CAENWDEB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236434101427762162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have out live your spouse, and is freaking lonely, ur sons / daughter is somewhere out there with someone else ignoring you or too busy with work. you have no one to talk to (well you could try cybering). I guess most of them must be think, "Why am i still here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that humans are born to undergo various tortures and training pre-planned by someone up there. Its like a "Tekan" stint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My voted way of living and dying should be - Choose to die when you feel that you have lived to your best or when you have the best proudest moments of what you have acheived. else, at least have gone through the best love that you have appreciate and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shut yourself down. isint it great. i mean we have to die sooner or later. but at least we get to choose how we want it to be. &lt;br /&gt;In case there are nubs who mis-understand this topic as sucidle. NOPE &lt;-- read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more to - choose how, when to die. at least we have some control over our life and death. Let us die during our best moments. Well in case its abuse, we could be pre-install with a citeria to meet before we hit the big red button.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-7825587551091507290?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/7825587551091507290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=7825587551091507290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/7825587551091507290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/7825587551091507290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/08/chapter-20-freedom-to-live-and-die.html' title='Chapter 20 - Freedom to live and die'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/SKuMlfnJuSI/AAAAAAAAALo/1eulGhmvRgg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-5249061228232203459</id><published>2008-07-28T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T14:10:10.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 19 - Emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love all those around you and treasure them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through the vids made me so emo. But thats the truth. &lt;br /&gt;Although in real life ,somethings no matter how much we wanted to express out it fails to connect when we doubt the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;Watch the vids and tell yourself, do ur best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-K9V9qz6P4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-K9V9qz6P4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkoRDFjBh44&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkoRDFjBh44&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Marry Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOuHaTt2XUw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOuHaTt2XUw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LR5mZqeDNtg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LR5mZqeDNtg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes emos*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-5249061228232203459?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/5249061228232203459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=5249061228232203459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5249061228232203459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5249061228232203459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapter-19-emo.html' title='Chapter 19 - Emo'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-4226035287377598023</id><published>2008-06-15T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:19:34.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chapter 18 童话 - Lego version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being MIA so long, i decided to make a post! why! becos i am sick. &lt;br /&gt;YES! On a SUNDAY, i am down with fever, damit. So having some free time, i decide to do some Youtubing and i found this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't see this, you are totally not "IN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g7uKeC2_beQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g7uKeC2_beQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is totally impressive how he makes them kiss, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it and if you feel inspirational do not hesitate to ring me up for a Kbox session. Lol. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, gtg rest...sickkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-4226035287377598023?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/4226035287377598023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=4226035287377598023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/4226035287377598023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/4226035287377598023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-18-lego-version-after-being-mia.html' title=''/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-8239287970594773228</id><published>2008-02-29T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:40:36.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape Artist!</title><content type='html'>Hoho, after taking abreak for so long (Been so freaking busy + abit of emoing + Exam last Dec and working + clases) i am back to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a super interesting week, with hot news like the escape artist! (anyone read the news of the JI escaping from the toilet?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is what someone thinks what he would do what the escape is caught. *&lt;strong&gt;quotes extract from EDMW - Hardwarezone forum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;Originally Posted by zero_88&lt;br /&gt;We should root up for our NS man!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you think they will do if they find him? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;han tum him jialat jialat first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 1: Nia mah. i kena activate becos of u&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 2: Nah beh, waste my time&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 3: Gan, today i suppose to be on leave kena cancel becos of u&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 4:Stupid Terrorist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Soldier 1, 2 n 3 stopped n looked at each other*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 1: eh, siao eh, u from which unit one&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 4: me?&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 1: ya u. How come ur number 4 so F up. Y u in vest slack n where r ur gears n rifle&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 4: eh paiseh, i passby onli.&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 1:Huh!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shouting in the distance*&lt;br /&gt;Man: Oi ah heng, where the fug r u&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 4: I am here&lt;br /&gt;Man: There ur head. Where u die to come back work lah. We nid to complete this stretch of road today rah u idiot&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 4: sry boss. Coming right away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Soldier 4 turned back n continue Kicking*&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 4: nia mah, stupid boss, pay so little scold me all the time. Go n die lah&lt;br /&gt;Man: OI ah heng, dont wan ur job any more isit&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 4.: coming right now boss&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 4: paiseh guys, gtg. Nice meeting u all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kick terrorist in the face, then turn ard n run away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Soldier 1,2,3*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 1: eh, wat to do now?&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 2: think we stop lah. He kena maul until so jialat, later he die how?&lt;br /&gt;Soldier 3: lets go back then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, after reading it. i was like ROFL.! It really helps to perk up my day!&lt;br /&gt;*will be back with more fun stuff to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-8239287970594773228?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/8239287970594773228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=8239287970594773228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8239287970594773228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8239287970594773228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2008/02/escape-artist.html' title='Escape Artist!'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-7222021067563208811</id><published>2007-11-07T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:21:12.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 16 - a Dream eversince a kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RzCdsOX3IZI/AAAAAAAAALA/YyfyKJn7H34/s1600-h/christmas-cottage-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RzCdsOX3IZI/AAAAAAAAALA/YyfyKJn7H34/s400/christmas-cottage-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129773358672978322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of dec is nearing, Yes. it's the season of Happiness and joy but it also bears another meaning, ..The season of sorrow and loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i was a child, i would love chirstmas. It was always so cooling, but somehow i would always feel lonely. Every now and then a feeling of sadness would grasp me. &lt;br /&gt;Listening to chrismas tunes would somehow cheer me up~&lt;br /&gt;Looking back in the old days, we would always see shows shown on TV during Christmas season, those houses~beautiful cottages with snows covering the rooftop, and the warmth light shining out through the windows during the fall and the rise of the yolk like sun.&lt;br /&gt;I was totally in love with those sights. It was so magical, sort of fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was during then that i really took an interest in learning photography, to learn to capture sights and never forget abt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming - yes, there were wishful thinking of owning one of those cottages and if possible , fill them with warmth. Wouldnt it be nice if we could be with our next half getting warm by the fireplace, holding hands together even when we are even to feeble to be walking ard. It would be the best retirement dreamed for, What a lovely sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, till now even at my age, i haven stopped dream for this to happen, be it a holiday during Dec with my half at this cottage would be even a great enjoyment in my life for me. ~ i was not even half embarass to say that, i am dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard, i hope there would be a time, this dream would be fulfilled.~Looking forward to December , Chrismas and Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-7222021067563208811?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/7222021067563208811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=7222021067563208811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/7222021067563208811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/7222021067563208811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/11/chapter-16-dream-eversince-kid.html' title='Chapter 16 - a Dream eversince a kid'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RzCdsOX3IZI/AAAAAAAAALA/YyfyKJn7H34/s72-c/christmas-cottage-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-7164854790499850051</id><published>2007-10-29T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:13:40.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 15 - 一颗心交给谁</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qHraQOZHiyI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qHraQOZHiyI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曲：一颗心交给谁&lt;br /&gt;歌手：伍思凯 专辑：《真爱》 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一颗心交给谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;词:陈道明&lt;br /&gt;曲:伍思凯编曲:伍思凯&lt;br /&gt;唱:伍思凯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的一颗心交给谁?&lt;br /&gt;交出去会不会后悔?&lt;br /&gt;爱情的边缘一次又一次徘徊&lt;br /&gt;我的一颗心交给谁?&lt;br /&gt;交出去能不能收回?&lt;br /&gt;付出了感情只怕换来是伤悲.&lt;br /&gt;过去我为爱流过泪,&lt;br /&gt;现在已锁上我心扉,&lt;br /&gt;孤单和寂寞习惯陪我心沉睡.&lt;br /&gt;是否该抛开是与非,&lt;br /&gt;再爱一次也无所谓,&lt;br /&gt;自从遇见你仿佛已经忘了我是谁.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心应该交给谁?&lt;br /&gt;交给你会不会心碎?&lt;br /&gt;迷惑的眼睛已分不清对不对.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心应该交给谁?&lt;br /&gt;交给你会不会心碎?&lt;br /&gt;一颗心交给谁?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Song that i love, Yes, it is an old song.&lt;br /&gt;There is just a fine line betwwen Love and Hate, But someone would say - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love you but Hate you at the same time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-7164854790499850051?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/7164854790499850051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=7164854790499850051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/7164854790499850051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/7164854790499850051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-15.html' title='Chapter 15 - 一颗心交给谁'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-7387836632036953538</id><published>2007-10-28T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:17:50.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 14 - at Indoor Stadium</title><content type='html'>Yes, it has been a tiring and confusing week. Nowadays keep feeling very emotional. &lt;br /&gt;YES, guys do get emotional too just not too often. just like aku who would get all emotional watching news reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mention in my earlier post, today would be my last photo shoot. After sch, i rush to Kallang just to find a good spot to take the photos sunset. Sadly to say, i dont really feel well, totally no ling gan. Guess it is due to my lack of sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not wishing for any regrets, i started snapping away. Attached are some of the photos which i had process. Most of the photos would be kept in my comp for personal viewing as i am too lazy to process all of them. Pls, make do with it, i am just an amatuer although what i had hope for was to have improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do give some comments even if they look lousy %^#$&amp;^)^^(. I swear i wont spam u. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kallang - areas near indoor stadium&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my starting point, on the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN7qp-gvQI/AAAAAAAAAII/SGWDwKI51Jc/s1600-h/IMG_7592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN7qp-gvQI/AAAAAAAAAII/SGWDwKI51Jc/s400/IMG_7592.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126076773630524674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN985-gvVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/47CZhY_N7MU/s1600-h/IMG_7601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN985-gvVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/47CZhY_N7MU/s400/IMG_7601.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126079286186392914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQK65-gvmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_Tp3xzyPiJI/s1600-h/IMG_7612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQK65-gvmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_Tp3xzyPiJI/s400/IMG_7612.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126234282966171234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN8o5-gvSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/s2DWvD4BwOU/s1600-h/IMG_7595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN8o5-gvSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/s2DWvD4BwOU/s400/IMG_7595.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126077843077381410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN9i5-gvUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/O_G7a_Kk6PI/s1600-h/IMG_7600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN9i5-gvUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/O_G7a_Kk6PI/s400/IMG_7600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126078839509794114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN-Z5-gvWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vMBkXu0m8Nw/s1600-h/IMG_7637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN-Z5-gvWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vMBkXu0m8Nw/s400/IMG_7637.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126079784402599266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN-4J-gvXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/gwSlVJgxhLA/s1600-h/IMG_7639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN-4J-gvXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/gwSlVJgxhLA/s400/IMG_7639.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126080304093642098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN_Wp-gvYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/f_p3wpqFiio/s1600-h/IMG_7640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN_Wp-gvYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/f_p3wpqFiio/s400/IMG_7640.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126080828079652226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN_zZ-gvZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gBa7Sf5pkAM/s1600-h/IMG_7641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN_zZ-gvZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gBa7Sf5pkAM/s400/IMG_7641.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126081322000891282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOAQp-gvaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/T0PofRuZ8Co/s1600-h/IMG_7642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOAQp-gvaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/T0PofRuZ8Co/s400/IMG_7642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126081824512064930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOAmp-gvbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oq6M-qchnrA/s1600-h/IMG_7649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOAmp-gvbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oq6M-qchnrA/s400/IMG_7649.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126082202469186994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I squat down a long time before i could get a good shot of this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOCTp-gvcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/d1LarxaJ0aY/s1600-h/IMG_7627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOCTp-gvcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/d1LarxaJ0aY/s400/IMG_7627.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126084075074928066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQH9Z-gvkI/AAAAAAAAAKo/t1_pl_6v0Rs/s1600-h/IMG_7678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQH9Z-gvkI/AAAAAAAAAKo/t1_pl_6v0Rs/s400/IMG_7678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126231027380960834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQJh5-gvlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9xOQS4G_fEA/s1600-h/IMG_7674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQJh5-gvlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/9xOQS4G_fEA/s400/IMG_7674.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126232753957813842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOCup-gvdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/agHwoVrybkQ/s1600-h/IMG_7718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOCup-gvdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/agHwoVrybkQ/s400/IMG_7718.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126084538931396050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyODDp-gveI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FzL4z6r1WjY/s1600-h/IMG_7698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyODDp-gveI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FzL4z6r1WjY/s400/IMG_7698.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126084899708648930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyODop-gvfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/b4Vr9KmM5aA/s1600-h/IMG_7703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyODop-gvfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/b4Vr9KmM5aA/s400/IMG_7703.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126085535363808754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, i think there are still many more better photos then the ones posted, but i cant really make up my mind to choose which., so what i did was randomly chose them. i got no preferance as i always like to view them in RAW format.&lt;br /&gt;Yanting has commented that my photos has a nostalgia feel.&lt;br /&gt;I do admit my photos seems to be emitting a certain degree of sadness, maybe they where taken when i was having to much "xin shi" -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to cater to the ladies, and as what Yanting mention "ladies fav Magical Fantasy feel" , here are they are~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOEXZ-gvgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LDR0XKwk_Bs/s1600-h/IMG_7654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOEXZ-gvgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LDR0XKwk_Bs/s400/IMG_7654.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126086338522693122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOEvJ-gvhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/XOxPACOy8JE/s1600-h/IMG_7685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyOEvJ-gvhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/XOxPACOy8JE/s400/IMG_7685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126086746544586258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQFI5-gviI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wg6t2q5ZeTQ/s1600-h/IMG_7694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQFI5-gviI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wg6t2q5ZeTQ/s400/IMG_7694.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126227926414573090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQFjp-gvjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jSroXty17Kw/s1600-h/IMG_7698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyQFjp-gvjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jSroXty17Kw/s400/IMG_7698.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126228385976073778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RzHj_eX3IbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zacbjcU7lpM/s1600-h/IMG_7634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RzHj_eX3IbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zacbjcU7lpM/s400/IMG_7634.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130132130176115122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RzHkvuX3IcI/AAAAAAAAALY/EjC-6d7hbu4/s1600-h/IMG_7629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RzHkvuX3IcI/AAAAAAAAALY/EjC-6d7hbu4/s400/IMG_7629.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130132959104803266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, if i can manage my time, i will try to upload more better photos. LOL. Ciaosu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-7387836632036953538?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/7387836632036953538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=7387836632036953538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/7387836632036953538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/7387836632036953538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-14-at-indoor-stadium.html' title='Chapter 14 - at Indoor Stadium'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN7qp-gvQI/AAAAAAAAAII/SGWDwKI51Jc/s72-c/IMG_7592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-2324970536854321376</id><published>2007-10-23T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T17:31:09.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 13 - Back to Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rx2_TrP8cjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nWZqagx7vA0/s1600-h/IMG_7421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rx2_TrP8cjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nWZqagx7vA0/s400/IMG_7421.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124462295765512754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-" .....i feel so sad, i guess i wont be taking any more photo sessions and since jinming will be back next week, i will just return the DSLR. Having dreams of taking better photos has been so unrealistic, perhaps i will just end it with the last outing this coming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifes cruel, my exam starts next week and i am in a mess when it comes to Java programming. i haven not even start my project. well, it is all my fault. I kept thinking i would have enough time and that i have friends who studies Java to help out in my revision and project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Dead wrong, -_- unexpectedly, those that claim to help if i ever needed was never free. Back to basic, i have to start all over again, from those that i learn from day 1. Gonna wake up my idea instead of relying and pleaing for any help. &lt;br /&gt;No, i am not blaming anyone, it was all my bad for being over "i know u will help me" concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowdays i get tense up so much , unable to get to sleep. Think i will have to start dosage on my sleeping pills again, been to the doc, thats what he recommanded too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can only hope to hit my sales quota for the next 2 months , to finish my Java project in 3 weeks, and to prepare for the 2 final papers within 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sad life, the air seems to be choking me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-2324970536854321376?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/2324970536854321376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=2324970536854321376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/2324970536854321376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/2324970536854321376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-13-back-to-reality.html' title='Chapter 13 - Back to Reality'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rx2_TrP8cjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/nWZqagx7vA0/s72-c/IMG_7421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-8754637999950669186</id><published>2007-10-22T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:10:07.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 12 - Second Photo shoot at Mount Faber and Esplanade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN4yZ-gvPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_EnGx8LpNFA/s1600-h/IMG_7580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN4yZ-gvPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_EnGx8LpNFA/s400/IMG_7580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126073608239627506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sat has been a very tiring day. at 5.15am i started my journey to Mount Faber..YES , i really mean MOUNT FABER and by foot (Climbing up Mount Faber was yet another torture!). It has been 10 years since i went there and this time instead of going there lovely dovey with some gal! (lol, as if i could manage to get one there with me) i went there to get the first glimsp of the sunrise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some photos. dont expect it to be too good as i didnt do any editing to it at all. Just wanted to show you guys/ gals the real beautiful side of the sunrise. (ps..It was cloudy and it started to rain all of a sudden...-_- guess i went at the wrong day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxui-7P8cBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_sT8g6b_Zto/s1600-h/IMG_7338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxui-7P8cBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_sT8g6b_Zto/s400/IMG_7338.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123868203004227602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On way way there by foot, passing the PIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mount Faber &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxujoLP8cCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FvQvjb5PvS4/s1600-h/IMG_7347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxujoLP8cCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FvQvjb5PvS4/s400/IMG_7347.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123868911673831458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Top of Mount Faber, yes, this was a bad pic, Blur but i still like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxukKrP8cDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/oMjfOaMF_iY/s1600-h/IMG_7357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxukKrP8cDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/oMjfOaMF_iY/s400/IMG_7357.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123869504379318322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sky starts to brighten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxukw7P8cEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FUO5tXEH7cM/s1600-h/IMG_7370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxukw7P8cEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FUO5tXEH7cM/s400/IMG_7370.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123870161509314626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Clouds~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxulrbP8cFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Q2eyF1Jbcs8/s1600-h/IMG_7362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxulrbP8cFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Q2eyF1Jbcs8/s400/IMG_7362.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123871166531661906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxumlLP8cHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hyx5sGRfDo8/s1600-h/IMG_7394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxumlLP8cHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hyx5sGRfDo8/s400/IMG_7394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123872158669107314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxunQ7P8cII/AAAAAAAAAEs/D_8Tcb9VltY/s1600-h/IMG_7400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxunQ7P8cII/AAAAAAAAAEs/D_8Tcb9VltY/s400/IMG_7400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123872910288384130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxun4bP8cJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/O5axhVMdMbk/s1600-h/IMG_7411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxun4bP8cJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/O5axhVMdMbk/s400/IMG_7411.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123873588893216914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuoO7P8cKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/N2DutIKdGOc/s1600-h/IMG_7404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuoO7P8cKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/N2DutIKdGOc/s400/IMG_7404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123873975440273570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuolrP8cLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GQ8teKe0zx4/s1600-h/IMG_7438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuolrP8cLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GQ8teKe0zx4/s400/IMG_7438.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123874366282297522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds starting to clear and can see the orange sun rising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxups7P8cMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IizdLzLYJI0/s1600-h/IMG_7421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxups7P8cMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IizdLzLYJI0/s400/IMG_7421.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123875590347976898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuqfbP8cNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oaRCmxBCKVY/s1600-h/IMG_7449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuqfbP8cNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oaRCmxBCKVY/s400/IMG_7449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123876457931370706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nightmare! Rain all of a sudden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxusJ7P8cQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VCzNI3SxnhI/s1600-h/IMG_7465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxusJ7P8cQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VCzNI3SxnhI/s400/IMG_7465.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123878287587438850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hid here, protecting the cam and my trusy laptop waiting for rain to stop.&lt;br /&gt;(i had wanted to buy a can of coke from this "bistro" when it opened, here is the following conversation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : Eh, mr, u got sell coke here anot?&lt;br /&gt;The worker : "looks at me" Got, but 1 can is 7 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;me : "Opens mouths" Huh! 7 dollars?&lt;br /&gt;The worker : ya, cos here is "Shang Ding" (The Peak) ma. Even the coffe here cost S$6.00+.&lt;br /&gt;me : -_-" , and walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuwubP8cTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ev1UYs6nYkw/s1600-h/IMG_7473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuwubP8cTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ev1UYs6nYkw/s400/IMG_7473.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123883312699175218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain started to get smaller and i made my way home -_- sway sia. reached  &lt;br /&gt;home ard 10am le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a short nap before waking up for school , after that i went to meet Daniel at Esplanade at 5pm,who gave me a lots of tips sharing his knowledge on photography. Thanks Daniel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had invited a friend to do a photo shoot in the evening(hehe, needed a model) sadly to say was rejected -_- so i decided to continue the shoot till night. After Daniel went home, i took a walk to clake quay and snapped some photos! Hoho, i hope i did improve on the shots!&lt;br /&gt;Here are the random photos -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esplanade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuxJLP8cUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Imw4148d4fg/s1600-h/IMG_7516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuxJLP8cUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Imw4148d4fg/s400/IMG_7516.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123883772260675906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuxjbP8cVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vsNc8PJt8MQ/s1600-h/IMG_7530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuxjbP8cVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vsNc8PJt8MQ/s400/IMG_7530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123884223232242002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuyCLP8cWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2k43tBIIscE/s1600-h/IMG_7524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuyCLP8cWI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2k43tBIIscE/s400/IMG_7524.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123884751513219426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuyS7P8cXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qRib-j9EWJY/s1600-h/IMG_7532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuyS7P8cXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qRib-j9EWJY/s400/IMG_7532.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123885039276028274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuywrP8cYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3twYOPM2FHI/s1600-h/IMG_7537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuywrP8cYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3twYOPM2FHI/s400/IMG_7537.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123885550377136514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuzLbP8cZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DgD4OHxuA_M/s1600-h/IMG_7539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxuzLbP8cZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DgD4OHxuA_M/s400/IMG_7539.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123886009938637202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxuzj7P8caI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zFtozA79Wyo/s1600-h/IMG_7542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxuzj7P8caI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zFtozA79Wyo/s400/IMG_7542.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123886430845432226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxuz_rP8cbI/AAAAAAAAAG4/k3hrrXfiqSE/s1600-h/IMG_7548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxuz_rP8cbI/AAAAAAAAAG4/k3hrrXfiqSE/s400/IMG_7548.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123886907586802098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu0VLP8ccI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KZ4g9jgoQBg/s1600-h/IMG_7552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu0VLP8ccI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KZ4g9jgoQBg/s400/IMG_7552.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123887276953989570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu0r7P8cdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gq_xIa3s_jQ/s1600-h/IMG_7553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu0r7P8cdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gq_xIa3s_jQ/s400/IMG_7553.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123887667796013522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu09bP8ceI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SdAWRtpzQyg/s1600-h/IMG_7565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu09bP8ceI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/SdAWRtpzQyg/s400/IMG_7565.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123887968443724258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu1SLP8cfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Uk_DF3Jau4w/s1600-h/IMG_7560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu1SLP8cfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Uk_DF3Jau4w/s400/IMG_7560.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123888324926009842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clark Quay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu3yrP8cgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Wj8unz5Tl00/s1600-h/IMG_7579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Rxu3yrP8cgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Wj8unz5Tl00/s400/IMG_7579.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123891082295013890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN4yZ-gvPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_EnGx8LpNFA/s1600-h/IMG_7580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN4yZ-gvPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_EnGx8LpNFA/s400/IMG_7580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126073608239627506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RzHjBeX3IaI/AAAAAAAAALI/31xo7pODVjg/s1600-h/IMG_7582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RzHjBeX3IaI/AAAAAAAAALI/31xo7pODVjg/s400/IMG_7582.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130131065024225698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxvCo7P8ciI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uZANkuqvEGs/s1600-h/IMG_7581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxvCo7P8ciI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uZANkuqvEGs/s400/IMG_7581.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123903009419194914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favorite Pic of the day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through all the photos , i know i still have a long way to go, but i am sure i have definately improved. well, most people would post their best photos on their blogs, but Hell no!, not for me. Posting and ugly photos here just reminds me to improve, to be better and not made anymore mistakes on the exposure and the shutter speed, how to find the best spot and to judge the better angle. During this trip, i had learn alot. Hope during the next trip i would get to take other types of Photo themes and find my own style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-8754637999950669186?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/8754637999950669186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=8754637999950669186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8754637999950669186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8754637999950669186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-12-second-photo-shoot-at-mount.html' title='Chapter 12 - Second Photo shoot at Mount Faber and Esplanade'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RyN4yZ-gvPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_EnGx8LpNFA/s72-c/IMG_7580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-1697148231698674034</id><published>2007-10-17T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T03:29:47.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11 - First Photo shoot (Officially First day)</title><content type='html'>Thanks to jinming who borrowed me his Canon SLR 350D, i went for my First Official So-called Night Photo shooting after my classes (10++) all by myself. Armed with a camera i started walking towards "Las Vegas" the famous NightClub in sg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although still a noobie when it comes to photography esp night shoots, I switch my GUTS to 120% blast and start snapping away. But!, the ah peks..and nightclub girls were like staring at me . LOL. i might have looked too much like those "Gou Zai Dui" or perhaps "Private investigator". Feeling the pressure, i walked swiftly away, ignoring those stares. sad to say, my first attemped was so horribe. I guess i was kinda nervious , and couldnt get any decent shots, the end products were so blur that i deleted them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim was to get to "Central" located somemore to the old "MOMO". but along the way, i kept getting destracted by certain objects and scenaries that i soon reliased that i had sway way out of my destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went past Riverside Hotel, The Gallery Hotel, Cut through some expensive looking private estates, Mohammad Sultan, Taking photos along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that although i enjoyed taking Photos so much that i had almost walked 8-10km +- . Mind was was like "walk, and u can find more inspiration and take more chio fotos" LOL. also i realised that i could only master taking night pic. Why you say? COS , i got to work Monday to sat + 3 classes a week ending at night. The only free time i am getting in the day would be sunday where i have to relax myself with the family and frds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more decent looking photos..i just gotta say, i still have a long way to go, need more tips to taking better pics at night -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : It is really very stress holding the cam -_- , if i scrtch it, Jinmings gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUHcrP8b0I/AAAAAAAAACc/GXtLkUuLe6U/s1600-h/IMG_7291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUHcrP8b0I/AAAAAAAAACc/GXtLkUuLe6U/s320/IMG_7291.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122008340431138626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUJU7P8b1I/AAAAAAAAACk/uLNtwiVskNc/s1600-h/IMG_7297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUJU7P8b1I/AAAAAAAAACk/uLNtwiVskNc/s320/IMG_7297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122010406310408018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;em&gt;At The Gallery Hotel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUKJ7P8b2I/AAAAAAAAACs/j-gLilKz4zQ/s1600-h/IMG_7308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUKJ7P8b2I/AAAAAAAAACs/j-gLilKz4zQ/s320/IMG_7308.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122011316843474786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxULdLP8b5I/AAAAAAAAADA/jN5qQCJW3yo/s1600-h/IMG_7312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxULdLP8b5I/AAAAAAAAADA/jN5qQCJW3yo/s320/IMG_7312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122012747067584402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUMpLP8b6I/AAAAAAAAADI/qTGoyZD-58k/s1600-h/IMG_7323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUMpLP8b6I/AAAAAAAAADI/qTGoyZD-58k/s320/IMG_7323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122014052737642402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;em&gt;Where is used to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUP7rP8cAI/AAAAAAAAADs/baQAfJrsNrg/s1600-h/IMG_7316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUP7rP8cAI/AAAAAAAAADs/baQAfJrsNrg/s400/IMG_7316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122017669100105730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;em&gt;Mohammad Sultan (Fade away into the past, so quiet there)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUPMLP8b_I/AAAAAAAAADk/5B_4ECXrNfI/s1600-h/IMG_7315_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUPMLP8b_I/AAAAAAAAADk/5B_4ECXrNfI/s400/IMG_7315_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122016853056319474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Best (So-called...) Photo of the night! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-1697148231698674034?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/1697148231698674034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=1697148231698674034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1697148231698674034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1697148231698674034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-11-first-photo-shoot-officially.html' title='Chapter 11 - First Photo shoot (Officially First day)'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RxUHcrP8b0I/AAAAAAAAACc/GXtLkUuLe6U/s72-c/IMG_7291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-5428133226536616737</id><published>2007-10-08T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:08:05.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10 - Ladies Men?</title><content type='html'>I have been racking my brains for the whole Sunday. Well the tough that how Life have been so unfair in relationships really starts to kick into my brains recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to a conclusion – Ladies Totally Pawns Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, here are some of the crucial point that most ladies looks for in their future investment (Yes, We (guys) are their investment. 8 /10 thinks the same way – Please be frank with yourself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;Looks&lt;/strong&gt; – well this is the nice start, first impression totally wins ½ of the battle. Giving a Plus when striking up a conversation. These add up to the first deadly advantage. I can’t really judge how handsome a guy could be, it all comes back to how the ladies judge the guys and what they look into to define the word “Handsome”. This point also applies to guys who determines “Beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keywords that define Handsome – Macho, Cool, Yandao, Slim, Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Money&lt;/strong&gt; – In the Latest edition of “Cleo” they even listed Money as the Top Relationship Killer. Seriously I dun think anyone in a sane mind would marry or find a broke as a future partner. I mean we all know this, every lady always hope for a fairytale life, living as a princess, dreaming about this since childhood and to pursue this dream, the best way is to hope to find someone with $$ in the pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one point is a major headache – I was thinking, how much is enough? Or would it be the more the merrier or who has more wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some rough statistics – 100% $-0% looks or 70% $-30% looks or 50% $-0% looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont believe that there would be a decent looking girl in sane mind would marry a guy who has no savings, wanders around aimlessly, without a proper job. Please if possible, kindly prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Car&lt;/strong&gt; – This play a major part during dating, or almost all the gals I know the the feedback given to me by friends, it seems that most ladies likes to be driven around. Be it that to cater them from the house to work or dating and vice versus. One point is that if you own a car, the mentally thinking is that 1) he come from a rich ass family 2) he is at least 50% rich to be able to manage owning a “ka”. This is definitely a bonus point. Guys, if u are looking for a good catch, having a car would be the best starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;House &lt;/strong&gt;– At some point during a relationship, there will always be this topic – House.&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a house? Or can you afford a house? Or even better, are his parents transferring their house to you? Couples especially ladies always look for privacy and their would try their very best to avoid staying together with the in-law. Its like either you get a house or we are never gonna get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Years, guys have always been expected to produce results from their partners. But thinking of the other way round, How deep many of the couples were really deeply in love to defy the point which I have mentioned above. With guys working hard to provide the required results to the ladies but in return what can the opposite sex provide? Provide more stress, more pressure? Or verbal encouragement to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, people would even forget that there were words like “Going Dutch”. I ask some of my friend; it was like, “Huh? What is that suppose to mean?” Also, opposite sex are losing interests in looking out for partners with talents. Even yes – talent only contributes to less then 15% in deciding a long-term relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also seen from TV, Movie, read from newpapers and Mag about the constant nagging from the spouse to the point that the husband snaps and finally started abusing the wifes or girlfriends. I am not encouraging the rights to abuse but we have to come to a conclusion as to how much more is more and how much is enough so as to ease the stress and burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also seen spouse stray away from their partners in 2 different senarieos -&lt;br /&gt;1) husband/ boyfried losing interest in wife / girlfriend due to constant negative verbal torture.&lt;br /&gt;2) Wife / girlfried strays off due to husband/ boyfriend working hard to provide a better future thus having little time to accompany them after a hard days work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend also mention to me that things like this have to be solve by having more mutual understanding and working it out , whining &amp; nagging between each other wont salvage de situation mah(tys mich!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, What i have mentioned might not be perfectly correct and true to the point of judging a person love life, but - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long gone were the romance of Romeo and Juliet especially in a country like Singapore. It is almost impossiable to find anyone willing to share weal and woes.&lt;br /&gt;Money is your most secure partner.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; If not, Prove me wrong &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-5428133226536616737?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/5428133226536616737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=5428133226536616737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5428133226536616737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5428133226536616737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-10-ladies-men.html' title='Chapter 10 - Ladies Men?'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-1864833678055833425</id><published>2007-10-07T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:47:30.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9 - 窗外</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cssKpFnq9Sg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cssKpFnq9Sg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a veryvery busy month, juggling between work and studies. I have really under estimated the pressure involved. Well Java Programming was never so easy as i thought and i was dealth with the punishment for 小看他。 The coming month would be even tied up, with the final Java exam coming in Nov, i gonna spend more time practicing it. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well above is one of the songs that i have been trying to practice in my free time. a song by the famous Taiwan Host/singer/comedian/actor Jacky Wu. (窗外）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-1864833678055833425?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/1864833678055833425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=1864833678055833425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1864833678055833425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1864833678055833425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-9.html' title='Chapter 9 - 窗外'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-1576768165509823138</id><published>2007-09-05T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:05:12.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8 - Bye Bye Ah Bee</title><content type='html'>Its a sad day ~ there were tears everywhere with the departure of Ah Bee.&lt;br /&gt;Whose Ah Bee? Well, to intro in short woulod be - a huggable, Cute, Energetic, See me disturb will runaway de Long Mao (Chinchilla).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At arould 2+ i received a call from my bro, he was saying Ah Bee is in a very weak condition and needs to be rush to the vet. Well i could hear the sadness from the background also coming from my mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my family members, Ah Bee was a gem, a wonder being that has live with the family for the past 3 years. It has brought laugher and joy to my elderly parents and has kept them company, killing off the loneliness that lingers around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At estimated 3.30,i receive another call. This time, bring forth a sad news that he has officially pass away. I wont go into the detail of what happen at the vet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marks down to the end of Ah Bee will be living in our heart forever.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Those who own pets. Do treat them if care, and they will bring you joy too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-1576768165509823138?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/1576768165509823138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=1576768165509823138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1576768165509823138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1576768165509823138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/09/chapter-8-bye-bye-ah-bee.html' title='Chapter 8 - Bye Bye Ah Bee'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-5935264382299584235</id><published>2007-08-16T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T18:23:44.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6 - Half Day off &amp; back with a New phone</title><content type='html'>Hoho, after 2 weeks of busy schedule (work and fixing 2 of my comp after work) , i am so glad that i could manage to get a half day leave! But time was short, but still managed to clear some personal stuffs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i didnt really have much time to do much blogging past week due to the IT disaster happening in my home, But manage to solve the whole thing ! I even got my monitor working..."Prays that it wont fail me again".&lt;br /&gt;i got a new phone today! Well, with a renewal of contract, a S$150.00 voucher~~i didnt end up paying more then S$50.00 for this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RsQdmc5BRpI/AAAAAAAAACU/qdQt9K534Gg/s1600-h/GPD_44767_1516_0_4000.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RsQdmc5BRpI/AAAAAAAAACU/qdQt9K534Gg/s320/GPD_44767_1516_0_4000.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099233224517830290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture from &lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=sg&amp;lc=en&amp;ver=4000&amp;template=pip1&amp;zone=pp&amp;pid=10856"&gt;sonyericsson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what it says here was that this phone has Mobile blogging! WOW! hope i got the chance to use it more often~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-5935264382299584235?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/5935264382299584235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=5935264382299584235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5935264382299584235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/5935264382299584235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/08/chapter-6-half-day-off-back-with-new.html' title='Chapter 6 - Half Day off &amp; back with a New phone'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/RsQdmc5BRpI/AAAAAAAAACU/qdQt9K534Gg/s72-c/GPD_44767_1516_0_4000.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-3850120816303839386</id><published>2007-07-23T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:35:54.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5 - Life is like a game</title><content type='html'>Look, you you really think abt it, life is like a game.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is like a new stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You wake up (Console on)&lt;br /&gt;- Start the day day (choose to start the game at the latest saved game)&lt;br /&gt;- Buys breakfast (Buys health and mana pots to fill up your tummy)&lt;br /&gt;- goes to work (rooms the world)&lt;br /&gt;- Endure the insults by customer, does all the work given to you and do ur best to help your colleagues / customers (kills any evil mob u see on the way, and help out the needly)&lt;br /&gt;- and you end the day killing the stage boss - the king of the day before saving your game and shutting the console for it to rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! i got owned by the stage boss today. its is non other then the PRAWN DUMPLING NODDLE AUNTIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsuspectly, i approched the auntie for a bowl of noodle, intending to reward myself after a hard day at work. The Big sign board says “水饺面”&lt;br /&gt;When the rewarding bowl of noodle arrived at my table, i picked up the chopstick, helping myself to the noodles. &lt;br /&gt;It was like "OMG, wth! you call this noodles!" Yes~those words float through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;The noodle was like rubber, not really having any taste too.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the Final Fatal Blow, the Last Boss SPECIAL - The PRAWN DUMPLING ATTACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i put it into my mouth and giving it a bite, what i felt was cold fillings of the dumpling and the feeling was almost raw. WTF, the prawn dumpling was half cook! &lt;br /&gt;The pork meat in it was almost watery and scattered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave the auntie a glance. I guess she noticed my horrified look, and was looking at me too. For a second, our eyes met. But her looks (you know those firece last stage bosses looks) kept me from voicing my opinions. And she was further backed by a male worker chopping onions beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly defeated today. I only ate those that could be eated...and left the domain of sucky food.Yes a new record, 3 mintes of eating..i swore never to be back there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauses the game (lies down to watch TV) , 5 hours more to off console (going to sleep)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-3850120816303839386?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/3850120816303839386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=3850120816303839386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/3850120816303839386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/3850120816303839386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-5-life-is-like-game.html' title='Chapter 5 - Life is like a game'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-6503570544082858735</id><published>2007-07-16T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:06:59.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4 - Sleepless in Singapore</title><content type='html'>Singapore weather getting hot~man..Its hard to get to sleep or even not waking up in the middle of the night sweating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really sleepless weakend,getting pissed and  to top it off, this weekend was boring.&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking, &lt;strong&gt;WHERE&lt;/strong&gt; have all the K-box kakis when to? I cant even find 1 kaki to go sing 死了都要爱！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-boxing in the past was always so simple and easy to jio people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave : Hois, want k-box bo?&lt;br /&gt;k-box kaki 1 : when?&lt;br /&gt;Dave : Now!&lt;br /&gt;k-box kaki 2 : ok! onz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave : Hois, lets go k-box (looks at clock, 10pm)&lt;br /&gt;k-box kaki 2 : huh? when u want go?&lt;br /&gt;Dave : OF course is now! mai gey gong, mai tu liao!&lt;br /&gt;k-box kaki 2 : OkOk! Lai liao! who else going?&lt;br /&gt;Dave : Many. (Names a few include some who were make up, lol)&lt;br /&gt;k-box kaki 2 : okok lai liao, i go bath first (without thinking)but you dont late yourself hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun, and relaxing to go k-box. But now it was like a chore, have to plan in advance, see who's free, see who not going out with bf / gf, so who working on that day -_- . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont anyone ever encounter this problem?&lt;br /&gt;Signing off~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-6503570544082858735?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/6503570544082858735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=6503570544082858735&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/6503570544082858735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/6503570544082858735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-4-sleepless-in-singapore.html' title='Chapter 4 - Sleepless in Singapore'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-9063214648988773392</id><published>2007-07-11T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:04:40.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - 死了都要爱！</title><content type='html'>It has been the most depessing day at work and the most low morale month in the entire year.&lt;br /&gt;My body's breaking up, my mind is almost going through a Black hole and i pity the death of the billion brain cells in my head. Reaching home only at 9pm+ today after work, i approched the kopi uncle ,armed with 70cents in my hand. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kopi 'O' " 1 packet, i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With it i went home with the Kopi O in my hand, with me in a terrible mood, i was earnesly looking for something like songs or mtv to tune my mood. Going through You-tubee , i saw the ONE . THE &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;has certainly somehow perk me up. So i decide to share it. Courtesy of Ah ku who have shown me the Path (Link)a few days back. -  请看&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I9dbme1MOi4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I9dbme1MOi4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has done a good version SHIN "死了都要爱". For guys who dont really know of her, It was said that she was the First runner up in a Major Singing Competition (China) 1-2years back. If you think she suks, think again, u think u can do better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-9063214648988773392?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/9063214648988773392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=9063214648988773392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/9063214648988773392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/9063214648988773392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Chapter 3 - 死了都要爱！'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-6511937790299289560</id><published>2007-07-07T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T14:35:44.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.2 Bangkok fotos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being to Bangkok earlier this year on a free &amp; easy trip was a Great experience!&lt;br /&gt;It was really a land of a Thousand smiles! i mean everywhere i go, the guys there were like so polite and keep smiling while i am asking questions or directions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, i hate to admit it..The Customer service at the Shopping centres, the politeness of the road side stall aunties are much much better then ,;well you know where..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me , Bangkok = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Great Food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Omg, Those Tom Yams Soup which i had everyday!) , &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The most politle ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Even though i used my "see ppl bargain , i also bargain skills" to bargain on lots of stuff at the flea market and end up not buying any, they were never angry but gave a smile), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Exciting Ride on the TuTu taxis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(Yes, the ones u see on the Richard gere (James Bond) commercial where he gets chased ard), and the things there are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;affordable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (a identical t-shirt u see at bugis village sells at S$3.00 at the Pasar Malam in Bangkok) , The Ulimate place to put your bargaining skills to test (Yes...i even bargain for the cost of the taxi fare, well i was force to put my skill to the test!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of all talk and no pictures, here are some random fotos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro5tCVvuevI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OwMVJmISxUA/s1600-h/SPA51427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084120916312357618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro5tCVvuevI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OwMVJmISxUA/s320/SPA51427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their LRT System - looks cool doesnt it! and it is Spacious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084130610053544738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro512lvueyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jCwxpAE3U08/s320/SPA51400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Looking for Directions~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084131224233868082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro52aVvuezI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GJSp4_tWDiI/s320/SPA51407.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On the TuTu Taxi! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084133002350328658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro54B1vue1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/9YxhXK6FpOg/s320/SPA51446.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;OMG! Don't you miss the A&amp;W Honey wafers &amp;amp; Root beer Float with Vanilla Ice-cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084134746107050850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro55nVvue2I/AAAAAAAAABE/rDspY4U6Xog/s320/SPA51450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Hard Rock Cafe in Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084136386784557938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro57G1vue3I/AAAAAAAAABM/S_dRGfaCSXs/s320/SPA51492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Their Busy ChinaTown~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084137164173638530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro570Fvue4I/AAAAAAAAABU/W3ujiLOnUFA/s320/SPA51488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yes! the Dim Sums are Delicious.! (MiMi commented i look fatter., yes i gain 2-3 kgs during my trip, i mean It is a SIN not to eat all those affordable and Tempting Food!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Dims Sums and food seems to say “吃我吧~把我吃了吧~”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084138379649383314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro5861vue5I/AAAAAAAAABc/wbDAvV5RWUM/s320/SPA51497.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084139002419641250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro59fFvue6I/AAAAAAAAABk/Abaq9fT7JkM/s320/SPA51496.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is where they call Khosan , where most foreigner backpackers put up at the&lt;br /&gt;budget traveller lodges there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084141815623220146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro6AC1vue7I/AAAAAAAAABs/jASOD0MeFSg/s320/SPA51536.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The Airport~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In case you guys are concern that i cant get used to the food there, think again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084142807760665538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro6A8lvue8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/oOQj03wP-Bo/s320/SPA51525.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084143765538372562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro6B0Vvue9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/UGM38rsEAJE/s320/SPA51527.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084144409783466978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro6CZ1vue-I/AAAAAAAAACE/RjwEV-JdfVc/s320/SPA51459.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084145779878034418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro6Dplvue_I/AAAAAAAAACM/ZJuiJwJtIHI/s320/SPA51457.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;These are what i eat aside from the everyday Tom Yam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention that i fell sick with fever on the 3rd day there after eating Instant cup noodle (Yes,it was a ultra Tom Yam flavour cup noodle)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope you guys like the not so good foto which i had took. i had more fotos, but dont really know which one to upload... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How i wish kiwi was here to clear the food~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-6511937790299289560?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/6511937790299289560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=6511937790299289560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/6511937790299289560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/6511937790299289560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-22-bangkok-fotos.html' title='Chapter 2.2 Bangkok fotos'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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/_BaKq-xp2Ud0/Ro5tCVvuevI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OwMVJmISxUA/s72-c/SPA51427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-620834720866813553.post-1764985107756247127</id><published>2007-07-06T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:39:24.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.1</title><content type='html'>Yes, a few friends have feedback to me, saying that my test was HARD! &lt;br /&gt;"Grins" . Reason - it was meant to be hard, Dont even expect anyone to get 100% or even 80% unless they are Stalkers!. It was written the way that the best score anyone could get is 75%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least Expected was Eugene who was able to get a whopping 73%. It was either Heng Heng or that he is a stalker monitering my moves. Some Questions that even Miss Sally (my colleague could not answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tonight will be uploading the pics which i took from bangkok. Hoi! Cool fotos ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : remember to by TOTO (5.8mil) to whoever read this blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-1764985107756247127?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/1764985107756247127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=1764985107756247127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1764985107756247127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/1764985107756247127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-21.html' title='Chapter 2.1'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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-620834720866813553.post-8809666674927176383</id><published>2007-07-05T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T02:17:59.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'># 1st Post - Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/676972"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/676972/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First post here is non other than the true friend test! Who's up for the challange with the prize of a month of unlimited supply of Kopi-O (Dark Coffee) ! only the 100% scorer gets it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/620834720866813553-8809666674927176383?l=hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/feeds/8809666674927176383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=620834720866813553&amp;postID=8809666674927176383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8809666674927176383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/620834720866813553/posts/default/8809666674927176383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hanaofthebhs.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-post-here-is-non-other-than-true.html' title='# 1st Post - Chapter 1'/><author><name>Hana - 死了都要唱</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00529046677725533776</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></feed>
