<?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-7365006227953672495</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:54:16.937+08:00</updated><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='Family'/><title type='text'>~我的幸福如此悦耳~</title><subtitle type='html'>Reminisce the past. 
Cherish the present. 
Embrace the future.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-5361677247389388283</id><published>2011-05-11T13:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T14:15:50.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Sophia's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has been a long time since I blogged. So many things happened in this last 4 months. I started work in the first week of Jan 2011, planning on our wedding and also of coz, the GE which was held on 7th May.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall dedicate this post on our wedding preparations. Lets see. We finally secured our photographer for the customary and ROM and we went for our first gown fitting at Sophia in April! It was really fun fitting gowns and also seeing other brides fit the gorgeous gowns. As there is limitations on the type of gowns I can select, it was still an fun experience of a lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For months, I have been scouting on magazines on the type of halter that suits me. Found some samples and one of them is designed by Sarah Burton (Kate Middleton's designer). So the ideal dress I am planning to find will be of a similar design as these as I have a long skinny neck and chest scars which I need to hide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FaKIUq9vM2Q/TcopGst6BlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/MgHCeM4io9E/s320/223576_10150601314190045_556395044_18628868_995065_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605337881275663954" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7o_JMyOPd8/TcopGRBnfII/AAAAAAAAAX0/wAKIva5meT0/s320/224787_10150601314180045_556395044_18628867_122467_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605337873842142338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The WG I chose was the first gown I fit. Sometimes, you do not need to look very far for the best things in life! It was also pretty straightforward for the outdoor gown, as there were only two gowns which has a halter neck design. We were not allowed to take any photos but we managed to squeeze in some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0kCoYSD3bcQ/TcolABdJA0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/GjbXass1k7M/s320/228007_10150156777089094_596259093_6734832_4100880_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605333368536892226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the EG, it was really tough. Most of them are bustier, i.e. tube gowns which I could not wear. Hence there is no choice but to tailor make for a semi halter dress for the EG. Just cant wait for the first fitting of the EG in May, and hope that by then there will be more choices available for my ROM and tea ceremony dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Desmond looks great in the beige and black suits. But we chose a grey and back suits ultimately due to practical reasons, he can keep the grey suit for future work and casual use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4L7nPL5l8c/Tcol1DdSPWI/AAAAAAAAAXc/68wIIpHiFAQ/s320/227721_10150601305615045_556395044_18628832_3485011_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2vEoL1yZZg/TcolALcrxRI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YAnN8wrXUyc/s320/222758_10150580716305045_556395044_18379545_2463649_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605333371219330322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the widely anticipated gown fitting ended within 4 hours, which is by all means, fast. Though disappointed that I did not get to use the gorgeous bustier dresses, I was really glad that I found the halter dress that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, I was got a pair of bridal shoes from Anna Nucci. It was a off white, blinky strappy heels of only 2 in! The ideal height that I was looking for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-5361677247389388283?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5361677247389388283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=5361677247389388283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5361677247389388283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5361677247389388283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2011/05/at-sophias.html' title='At Sophia&apos;s'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FaKIUq9vM2Q/TcopGst6BlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/MgHCeM4io9E/s72-c/223576_10150601314190045_556395044_18628868_995065_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-4014856959534885363</id><published>2010-12-31T11:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:13:25.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My journey continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I remembered how I spent my new year last year. Desmond bought 6 big balloons with "2010" printed on them, to my ward and we watched the fireworks light up the sky, using a mini potable tv. At that time, I still cant talk or walk and was still badly infected. But I recalled i prayed very hard for a better and healthier 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Another year has passed and so many things had changed in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In Feb, after 6 months in ICU, hooked on the ventilator, doctors allowed the removal the trachaestomy tube which had helped me to breathe for half a year. The was the first indication that any recovery was possible for the very fragile and delirious Lilian. My resting heartbeat was still more than 130 per min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In April, with intensive speech and physiotherapy, I was allowed my my first mouth of water. Subsequently, my first soft diet and my first murmur. I have not heard myself for very long and the nurses and doctor has never heard me speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After moving to the normal ward on 3rd May, I stood for the first time using the AJO. It was extremely painful to even straighten my knee, let alone walking. I stood for 2 secs during the first attempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In June, I started to walk slowly with a walking frame. This slowly evolved into a robotic walk which barely looks elegant. Every morning, afternoon and evening, I will have physiotherapy and I was very tired every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On 7th July, I was transferred to St Luke's Hospital and met many elderly friends during my short stay there. I was able to make myself to the toilet and shower. I started to learn how to climb stairs and carry some load while walking. I begin to make plans for returning home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On 4th Aug, 3 days before I was discharged, my sister told me that Mama may be dying from colon cancer relapse. I cried the whole night and the following night too. I thought that she had been healthy all along and I hated myself for not being there for her when she needed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On 17th Sept, Mama passed away peacefully, with everyone around at her death bed. I begin my new life, with Papa, in a home which missed Mama's love and presence. I started going for chapel lessons with Desmond and Papa, and it had enriched my life every since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On 27th Oct, I went for a day surgery to close my trachaestomy hole. It seemed to be the best decision I made this year as I never enjoyed better fresh air every since. Scars and wounds now ravaged my whole body but I don't care about them now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I spent most of my time rehabilitating and learning new things during the last 3 months of this year. I researched on home buying, spent a considerable amount of time on the spa saga, made scrapbooks for friends, and also spend quality time with Papa, sister, Desmond and Desmond's mum. I rescheduled and made plans for my wedding in Oct 2011. I bid goodbye to my twenty-something friends and joined the exclusive 30's club on 6th Dec. I can now manage walking 1-2 hours in the shopping centre before stopping for a rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It had been an eventful year, a year which changed my life forever. I lost some friends and made new ones. I start learning to take things slowly and cherish the people around me. And now I am going to start work soon, after 17 months of break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I hope I am ready to go, not run. As I continue with my journey, I thank God and my dear family and friends for being there for me when I needed them the most. And I know Mama is shining down on me from heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wish that everyone will be in the pink of health. I love all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-4014856959534885363?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4014856959534885363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=4014856959534885363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4014856959534885363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4014856959534885363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-journey-continues.html' title='My journey continues...'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-1110437173042775092</id><published>2010-12-31T10:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T11:23:52.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Lee Kok Heng</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dear Kok Heng,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I read about you in an article in The New Paper published on 11th Oct 2009. I don't know you but I hope that you are doing fine now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was surprised to hear of your plight as, we are in the same boat. We were the first two patients in Singapore to have survived the H1N1 viral pneumonia, with the help of the ECMO machine. I see that you you were hooked on the machine on 11th Aug, 3 days after I was hooked on, on 8th Aug. We both had high fever above 39degC, visited GPs and hospitals in July 2009, but were told to go home, without being screened for H1N1, or prescribed with Tamiflu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I did not know from whom I got the virus from, do you? I did not go overseas or come in contact with any sick people. I was also in the low risk group and had no previous medical or health history. Before I was ill, I enjoyed long distance running and all kinds of sports and I ate healthily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Similar to you, i walked into the hospital in early Aug 2009, relatively healthy and thinking that I would be discharged within a few days. But within hours, I was close to dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I read with emotions on how you felt during the ECMO treatment. Because I had exactly the same feelings. I was sedated, hallucinating, and cannot differential from what is real and what is not. It felt like my soul left me and came back again. I had strings of nightmares and dreamt that I was held captive in a faraway land by terrorists. It was worst than hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was glad to know that you stayed in SGH for less than a month. I was not so lucky. I had heart failure, followed by multiple organ failures, after which i caught bouts and bouts of pneumonia. I was on ventilator for many months and lost the power to speak, walk or even cough. I also had to go though 7-8 open heart surgery within a period of 2 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Everything is over now, thank God. And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; "&gt; I was lucky to have survived, and was discharged from NUH after 11 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, back at home, I suffer from chronic heart failure and cannot engage in physical activities like before. I am doing rehabilitation everyday and hope that one day i will return to one of my favourite love, running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If you read this, can you pls contact me. I would really love to meet you. Wish you good health for the new year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;God bless you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Qiaohe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-1110437173042775092?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1110437173042775092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=1110437173042775092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/1110437173042775092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/1110437173042775092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2010/12/letter-to-lee-kok-heng.html' title='A Letter to Lee Kok Heng'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-5960024205128913156</id><published>2010-11-16T10:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T10:28:17.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fistula after fistula</title><content type='html'>2 weeks ago, I went for a day surgery under local anaesthesia to close up my trachestomy hole, which is also known as a fistula. Although the hole is only less than 1cm in diameter, surgeon had to cut open a larger hole at my thorat in order to stich up the gap. Normally this done under general anaesthesia due to possible pain and trauma patients have to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However due to my weak heart, GA is not a possibility, so I went for LA. Doctors warned me that if I can stand the pain halfway through the operation, I need to signal them to stop and they will make me go under GA. Well, there is no way I want to be under GA, as a breathing tube will be inserted to help me breathe and I dont want to go through that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the LA experience is not as bad as I thought. Despite feeling hallucinated (because I was given sedation), there was not much pain during the surgery. The feeling is like being fed with illusion pills, and you see people sweeping by in front of your eyes, you hear muffled sounds, but you dont know what is happening to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after the surgery, it was great pain and misery for me as LA ran out of effect. I cant speak, eat or even slightly open my mouth. But after enduring all that, Im so glad that the hole now is healing properly and I can also speak and breathe better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw my heart doctor again. I was told I had an artery which was fused with a nearby vein and some blood is seeping from artery to vein as a result. That condition is also called a fistula. It was a result of the vascular catheter insertion at my neck during my stay in ICU early this year. Well, the heart doctor didnt know what to do, but referred me to a vascular surgeon on 23rd Dec. He will then decide whether I need to go for yet another surgery to separate the artery and the vein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very depressed after hearing that. The miserable feeling of getting hospitalised and going under the knife came back to haunt me, once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-5960024205128913156?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5960024205128913156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=5960024205128913156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5960024205128913156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5960024205128913156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2010/11/fistulas.html' title='Fistula after fistula'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-7483568729216368676</id><published>2010-11-13T13:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T13:50:31.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight or Fright?</title><content type='html'>Today, Desmond went for his third referee assignment for Asean Basketball League in Brunei. He had been to Indonesia twice last month and this time was a refreshing change to Brunei. Apparently there is no direct flights to Brunei, because "Brunei is not a very pro-tourists country" as quoted by Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway due to officiating assignments, Desmond has been busy travelling to neighbouring countries this year. Besides a few sessions in China in 2008, he has been to Malaysia, Indonesia. Myanmar, Philipines and now Brunei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty fun to fly? Not for me. Actually I'm not so sure when I will have a chance to fly again. The last time was... erm...in 2006 to Bangkok for shopping? Ya it was that long ago. With my weak lungs and heart now, it will be even more dangerous to fly, due to the low air pressure during the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the SMS diary which Yanli compiled for me during my stay in hospital, yesterday. It collected all the SMS updates with vivid descriptions which Desmond sent to Yanli and the girls during my most critical moments from Aug 2009 to Jan 2010. To read all that I have been through proved too much for me and I ended up trembling in fear. But reading it made me cherish what I have even more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it ok not to fly la. At least I can walk quite fast now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-7483568729216368676?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7483568729216368676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=7483568729216368676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7483568729216368676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7483568729216368676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2010/11/flight-or-fright.html' title='Flight or Fright?'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-97419314195975003</id><published>2010-11-13T13:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T13:40:18.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Days</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through my old computer today and discovered that I used to have a erm... hobby. It is such a long time ago and almost forgot about it. I used to write poems between 2005 to 2007. And I actually have a large collection of them in my even older computer which crashed and I never recovered them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I still have 2 of them left and in case I lost them again, I shall post them here. But I think my English have a lot of room for improvement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I written the first one in early 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Wind Mill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all knew what we want; that’s why we came here&lt;br /&gt;But at the first innocent glance; it wasn’t crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;The foliages and blossoms, so colorful they blinded me&lt;br /&gt;Distracted by the mystified sky, I know not what is mockery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brawn and sturdy, the windmill stood&lt;br /&gt;Barely oblivious, it did what it could&lt;br /&gt;It can’t leave the lush; it felt it needed them&lt;br /&gt;It was their immaculate glamour, that shaped its lifeless fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has arrived. I am ready to run.&lt;br /&gt;To race for the tireless blades; and all its glorious garland&lt;br /&gt;But what stood in front, was a barren field&lt;br /&gt;As now the mill turns, for the other in lieu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the new town, I’m helplessly lost&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause we were never far away but our paths never crossed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The second one was written in late 2007 to take part in a ST Life Home Renovation Competition. It was never published of coz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Space @ My Humble Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of home is in the Air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no luxury of space, nor splashes of lavish paint;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, that its sense of modern cosmopolitance is faint.&lt;br /&gt;But it is filled with sweet memories of nostalgic childhood;&lt;br /&gt;Coupled with the simplicity of life and its all we asked for, if we could..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of the colorful, vivid world,&lt;br /&gt;And disheartened by what power and dollars can lure.&lt;br /&gt;We yearn to return to a home of lush and serenity;&lt;br /&gt;Affection and warmth… just you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This unpolished piece of raw jade;&lt;br /&gt;To us, it is already heaven-made.&lt;br /&gt;What mattered is the love that went into its creation;&lt;br /&gt;And the inherent affinity for bliss in this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already have a dream…&lt;br /&gt;And what we envisage that is not at all warped&lt;br /&gt;It just needs the special magic wand, to power it up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wished I was able to retrieve my previous collection of poems. Because I think I will not be able to do anything like that anymore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-97419314195975003?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/97419314195975003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=97419314195975003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/97419314195975003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/97419314195975003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2010/11/poetry-days.html' title='Poetry Days'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-388181116237060259</id><published>2010-10-09T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T11:25:07.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A+ for Apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The iPhone4 makes me dizzy during the first week I used it. The rapidly swiping pages up and down, left and right was too fast for my eyes. I also didnt like the computer style keypads as I now sms at least 3 times slower than when I was using dictionary texting on Nokia phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, besides the easy interface for FB and emails, there are a few applications which I really liked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. SG NextBus and SG Buses: Predicts the arrival times of buses near where you are or specific buses at an user-input location. But they are not very accurate, usually predicts longer arrival times than actual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. ShowNearby: Use it to find nearby ATMs, bus stops, carpark, clinic, hotel, petrol station, and even supermarkets. Can become very useful when I am in need of something urgent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Gothere.sg: I like this the best.. tells you the best way to travel from A to B, the cost and time required, including peak hour traffice considerations, erp charges and waiting time. There are four methods of travelling: By Bus, MRT, Cab and Drive. Shows directions for the cabby drivers too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. SG malls: Good for calling up shops to check whether certain stocks are available, prevents one from making a wasted trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Shazam: Tells you the song wherever you hear it, at shopping malls, on radio, on someone's ipod in the mrt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Besides being a bit bulky and heavy, I essentially have no complains about the phone. Camera is good and easy to use. I should not be able to get lost anytime as long as I have the iPhone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In any case, stupid people need smart phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-388181116237060259?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/388181116237060259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=388181116237060259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/388181116237060259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/388181116237060259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2010/10/for-apple.html' title='A+ for Apple'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-841281876551464160</id><published>2010-10-08T23:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T00:20:04.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>妈, 我回來了</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I passed by Crystal Jade @ My Bread and Desmond asked me if I want to buy some 老婆饼. Crystal Jade makes the best and tastiest 老婆饼 in town and is also my Mum's favorite snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My first response in my mind, ya why not? Then after one sec, I realised she is already gone. It is a weird feeling but subconsciously, to me, she is still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mum's cancer relapsed in Oct 2009, two months after I was admitted to ICU. But because of my critical condition, I did not know of her situation. Whenever she visited me, she was always cheerful and looked healthy. I did not suspect anything. I got to know her condition only in Aug 2010 when I was discharged from hospital, just one month before she passed on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remembered her during her last week of ordeal. She could not eat, or sleep or pass urine. Due to liver failure, her skin and eyes were completely yellowed by jaundice, her feet swollen and she barely had strength to speak. Her breathing was laboured and occasionally dropped a tear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On her death bed, everyone was around. We took turns to talk to her, out of which my father's speech touched me the most. Although she could not respond, I knew she heard what we said to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525705750255674162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TK9AGnlSozI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LwwmO70E0F0/s320/17102008722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;During my illness for the past year, my father visited and took care of me everyday, and she would be at home, alone and lonely. She did not complain, despite her health going downhill. She sacrified her life, for me. If not for me, my father and I would be at home, taking care of her and supporting her. If not for me, her health may not detoriate so fast. If not for me, she may have less stress and worry and they would become a catalyst to speed up for relapse. I feel really really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thank God for letting me come home in time to support and see her before she go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;妈妈, 我好想你&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;放心去環遊世界吧&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-841281876551464160?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/841281876551464160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=841281876551464160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/841281876551464160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/841281876551464160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='妈, 我回來了'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TK9AGnlSozI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LwwmO70E0F0/s72-c/17102008722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6617267801409463905</id><published>2010-06-20T10:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T11:49:49.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Begining of my Ordeal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10 months of long silence, I am finally back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For all the dear friends who have been encouraging me through this ordeal, and for my own personal keepsake, I have decided to record down as much details as I can of the events that took place for the past year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On the morning of 7th August, the last 4th day of my H1N1 quarantine, I felt exceptionally terrible. I was breathless in bed and even grasp for breathe when eating breakfast. We immediately revisited the GP who would later refer me to NUS for a more detailed checkup. The GP suspected bronchitis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As I arrived at NUH, my condition deteriorated quickly. Immediately put on a drip and taken blood and X RAY, the medical officers confirmed that my lungs are "infected". I had to be admitted. I remembered sms-ing Desmond who was waiting in the visitor lounge to inform my parents that I will be hospitalised for "a few days" for lung treatment. I was not worried as I was not supposed to be the H1N1 high risk group. My GP has said that I can recover without taking Tamiflu. As my SpO2 was not healthy, I was transferred to Ward 26 - Medical ICU for further observations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I kept coughing all the way to ICU. My lungs felt like flooding up and I was very breathless. When I finally get hooked up to monitors in the ICU, my phlegm started to dispel out. Coughing became more and more tedious, more and more intense. This continued for a short while, when I coughed out a mixture of water, phlegm and blood. At that moment, I felt that my lungs are totally blocked, I cannot breathe through my water soaked lungs. I half shouted to the nurse "I cant breathe!".The last I can remember is that I turned around to look at the SpO2 monitor which showed 75% (Anything less than 88% is dangerous). I then fainted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I cannot remember anything after the above event, as I was placed under sedation and ventilator to help my lungs to breathe. Subsequently I was told that I has a major operation to remove the water and blood clots in my lungs and heart. The operation was on 8th August 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How I hoped that that will be the end of my ordeal. Unfortunately, a few days after the operation, my heart and lungs were still unable to function on their own as they were badly infected by the virus. As such, I had to be placed on an ECMO machine ( Extracorporeal Membrane Oxygenation). A simplified explanation of ECMO (from Wiki):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697113866234338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TB2O90SbaeI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ufsj6Pc5Pag/s200/ecmo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"An ECMO machine is similar to a &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Heart-lung machine" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heart-lung_machine"&gt;heart-lung machine&lt;/a&gt;. To initiate ECMO, &lt;a title="Cannula" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cannula"&gt;cannulae&lt;/a&gt; are placed in large &lt;a title="Blood vessel" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blood_vessel"&gt;blood vessels&lt;/a&gt; to provide access to the patient's blood. &lt;a title="Anticoagulant" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anticoagulant"&gt;Anticoagulant&lt;/a&gt; drugs, usually &lt;a title="Heparin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heparin"&gt;heparin&lt;/a&gt;, are given to prevent &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Blood clotting" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blood_clotting"&gt;blood clotting&lt;/a&gt;. The ECMO machine continuously pumps blood from the patient through a "membrane oxygenator" that imitates the &lt;a title="Gas exchange" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gas_exchange"&gt;gas exchange&lt;/a&gt; process of the lungs, i.e. it removes &lt;a title="Carbon dioxide" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carbon_dioxide"&gt;carbon dioxide&lt;/a&gt; and adds &lt;a title="Oxygen" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oxygen"&gt;oxygen&lt;/a&gt;. Oxygenated blood is then returned to the patient.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This procedure was considered as the last resort as there will be many complications which may arise from its use, such as stroke, excessive bleeding etc. This treatment was continued for another grueling 2 weeks. If my condition deteriorate during this period of time, I will staring right in to the eyes of death. Furthermore, ECMO has never been a proven safe method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next moment which I could recall, is when I was semi-conscious. I had a very long nightmare which I can remember clearly even until now. The nightmare was about how I was captured by a group of masked terrorists and brought to a faraway land. For most of the time, I was tied up, gagged and tortured. The nightmare ended when my sister brought the terrorists up in a flight and threw them one by one off the plane. A real sadist dream but not as cruel as the reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometime in late August, I woke up from my long sleep. Lying motionless on the bed in CT ICU, I could not move my whole body, I could not speak and I could not eat. Countless tubes were attached to my nose, throat, limbs and body. I was using a ventilator to breathe and there was a trachea hole in my airway. I could barely open my eyes. I felt very, very exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I saw my family and Desmond around me. If I had the strength, I would have cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6617267801409463905?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6617267801409463905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6617267801409463905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6617267801409463905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6617267801409463905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2010/06/begining-of-my-ordeal.html' title='The Begining of my Ordeal'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TB2O90SbaeI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ufsj6Pc5Pag/s72-c/ecmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-5210666405339982869</id><published>2009-08-04T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:55:19.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Positive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been 3 months since I last blogged. But I have never wanted to have so much at hand such that I have to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell terribly ill last Thursday, finding myself at 39.2 degC at one point in time. The clinic at AMK Ave 4 did not help me much.On Friday, I cant get out of bed, due to a bad low back sprain. I had to half limped half walked to NUH where I received two painful painkiller jabs and was placed on 3 packets of drip. I had both my chest and lower back x rayed and blood tested. I have not had so many things happened to me in just one day for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, my fever did not subside.Visiting my GP at Margaret Drive led me to do a throat swap for H1N1. I was given more cough, phlegm and fever medicine and was given another 4 days of MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the GP called me to confirm that I am H1N1 positive and I need to quarantine myself until 11th Aug. Already been locked up in my small room for the past 5 days, this news is really cruel. I have not finished my lectures, tutorials and revision. I had missed my gown fitting at Sophia's. I missed the JC gathering with Joyce who just returned from Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going crazy soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse thing is I have to ensure I keep the virus within me and my small room. My parents belong to the H1N1 high risk group and I cannot afford to let them fall ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn to live like a lone ranger. Learning to have my own personal cup, bowl, plate and cutlery. Having my face mask on at all times. My own tissue box and rubbish bin. My own thermometer. My own toilet. No TV for another 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is terrible. Glad that I still have facebook and youtube to keep me alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-5210666405339982869?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5210666405339982869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=5210666405339982869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5210666405339982869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5210666405339982869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-positive.html' title='I am Positive'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-650837567274958929</id><published>2009-05-31T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:38:47.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story-Telling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I was reading to Paige when I was babysitting her and Matthew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I read three stories, "The Ugly Duckling", "Rapunzel" and "The Enormous Turnip". It could have been more if not because I was too tired to read more. Story-reading, contrary to common beliefs, IS tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341965778135671394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SiJ5koAR4mI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YBq3JyYvlUU/s320/rapunzel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe it is because my command of English has dropped. It has been more and more difficult for me to summarise the story lines from 3 paragraphs to one. To think that it is only a children's book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe it is because I was fascinated by the stories which I have lost touch with for a really long time. As I read, it seemed the story differs quite a bit from the version I read more than 20 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I was trying too hard to think of the morale of the story. I feel that a story is never complete without telling the child what is the story really trying to teach us. Especially for "The Ugly Duckling", I felt accomplished after educating Paige to love everyone beyond their looks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was tiring babysitting them. But it was also very enriching to story-tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-650837567274958929?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/650837567274958929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=650837567274958929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/650837567274958929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/650837567274958929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/story-telling.html' title='Story-Telling'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SiJ5koAR4mI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YBq3JyYvlUU/s72-c/rapunzel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-148205876601503737</id><published>2009-05-31T20:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:48:05.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Securing the Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Carlton saga ends it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;While Carlton Hotel remains as the best choice in terms number of tables, location, food, pillarless ballroom with high ceiling and reasonable rates, their service irked us to such an extend that we decided to give up with them. All their perks which was thrown in were all not reflected in the contract. Furthermore, their verbal promises twisted and turned at the time of contract signing. One word. Ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341959221308234226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SiJzm96zGfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8QZNFY5qC4Q/s320/mm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marina Mandarin Hotel became our immediate backup plan. This was despite the fact that it was not even in our original hotel list of considerations, primarily due to the minimum number of tables to meet. Nevertheless, besides the "not-so-high" ceiling and a minimum of 35 tables to fulfil, everything seemed perfect about them. They can even provide us with a solemnisation venue despite that the solemnisation date is a day before the banquet. The forum also raved off their food, service and excellent efficiency. I guess this is really a blessing in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have not signed the contract yet, but if nothing goes wrong, we should be announcing the date of the big day in 2 weeks time =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341960799327820258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SiJ1C0f_GeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-9vbWjNdxWY/s320/mm2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-148205876601503737?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/148205876601503737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=148205876601503737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/148205876601503737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/148205876601503737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/securing-date.html' title='Securing the Date'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SiJzm96zGfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8QZNFY5qC4Q/s72-c/mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-4925620081343430534</id><published>2009-05-03T18:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:12:23.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Meaning of a Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Desmond has always encouraged me to watch The Amazing Race on CBS. But since the telecast every Monday clashed with Campus Superstar, I never did watch a full episode of the program which features teams racing around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331558304049734786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/Sf2AB5wrJII/AAAAAAAAAUs/hzDisQ6IrTs/s320/ar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This afternoon, while waiting for Desmond's 3 hour long car wash, I watched all the 6 episodes which I missed, on Youtube. And I derived much learnings besides watching them compete for a million bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Jaipur, India - Never consider yourself unfortunate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As teams raced for monetary victory, deaf-mute Luke (and Margie) broke down after he saw Indian children running around shackles naked, feeding themselves with garbage. Think he realised he is definitely not alone in his struggle for leading a normal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luke broke down in Jaipur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331554321337718450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/Sf18aFAIlrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/aXOWUQrxMMU/s320/luke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Siberia, Russia - Wear "proper" undergarments&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Poor gal from one of the teams had to stripped to her lingerie and run 2 miles in the -4degC Russian city. Worst thing is that she is wearing nothing but a sports bra and a black thong (Yes thongs!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shots of her running from behind were censored of course!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331554611558412514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/Sf18q-KI8OI/AAAAAAAAAUc/JNl85K99X7M/s320/ran.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Phuket, Thailand - Mummy is the greatest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bionic woman Margie wins the day again by running on Luke's behalf when she realised how difficult it is to give her deaf son directions while sitting on a rickshaw. In the end, she suffered a heat stroke after running 2 miles under extreme hot and humid weather, nearly fainted and had to be sent to hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just before Mummy Margie fainted in Phuket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331555082904055346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/Sf19GaDsrjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/IRzJRGez4XQ/s320/faint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Beijing, China - Never give up, even if it is your greatest fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College athletes Kisha and Jen fear for nothing but water. Unfortunately one of the detour for the China leg is to choose a task from "Swim" or "Sync". Jen broke down as she could not overcome her fear for the waters and was unable to finish neither tasks. Imagine performing a task which is your greatest phobia..Kudos to Jen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They tried but was unable to overcome their phobia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331554482983180482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/Sf18jfLamMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/F-6GGQ9YHXs/s320/swim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Translyvania, Romania - Pick yourself up, where you fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Good looking lawyer Victor led her sister Tammy on a wild goose chase in the woods looking for coffins, only to realise that they have been following the wrong arrow directions (white red arrows instead of the official yellow red arrows of The Amazing Race). This should be the first and last time viewers see Victor broke down and cried, before regaining composure to end up at second last place, after skydiving down from the first position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is clearly not the race's official direction sign&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331554181611350098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/Sf18R8exaFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/QDwllLZtngo/s320/flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had always loved geography back in school, even though I seldom travel. But the amount of knowldege you learn when travelling in a trip, is limitless and invaluable. In fact, I don't think any of the team will regreat this journey even if they did not finally win the race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, I cannot wait for Episode 11 to be screened tomorrow at 830pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-4925620081343430534?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4925620081343430534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=4925620081343430534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4925620081343430534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4925620081343430534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/real-meaning-of-race.html' title='The Real Meaning of a Race'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/Sf2AB5wrJII/AAAAAAAAAUs/hzDisQ6IrTs/s72-c/ar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-340319890496375099</id><published>2009-05-03T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:22:23.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Mr and Ms Bump</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last week was definitely NOT our lucky week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;On Thursday, Desmond's car got bumped at the back by a series of cars, after their failures to brake in time in slippery weather. This cost Desmond not only a sprained neck, but also three days without his Rio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;On Friday, I had a freak fall while stopping after my hour long ran around the neighbourhood. Although I only hit my knee, it left my knee brazed with at least 10 strokes of broken skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;On Saturday, I slipped when I stepped on "freshly" sprayed insecticide in Desmond's room. Fortunately I landed on my bum which caused no more than a false alarm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331540883644406770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/Sf1wL5sY2_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/kcWg2GrrBcw/s320/bump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope we will shed off the title of Mr and Ms Bump next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-340319890496375099?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/340319890496375099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=340319890496375099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/340319890496375099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/340319890496375099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-mr-and-ms-bump.html' title='Little Mr and Ms Bump'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/Sf1wL5sY2_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/kcWg2GrrBcw/s72-c/bump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-9196200497668506278</id><published>2009-05-02T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:08:01.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep On Improving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The first lecture in my life. I must do it good and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was why I arrived at 730am on 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; April, a far cry from the usual 845am. Lecture is suppose to start at 8am, and a considerable amount of preparation is needed, even though I had physically went through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;syllabus&lt;/span&gt; the week before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LTQ&lt;/span&gt;2 20min before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;official&lt;/span&gt; class starts at 8am. Pleasantly surprised, there are already many students waiting outside the LT. I saw one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mentees&lt;/span&gt; sitting quietly in a corner bench. She did not attend orientation but I recognise her from my photo class list. I said hi to her and made my way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LTQ&lt;/span&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking in a deep breath, and looking at the 90 empty seats in front of me, I felt strangely excited. This is what I have been waiting for the last 9 months in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NYP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first lecture session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the students streamed in, the excitement grew. Soon after excitement turned to anxiety as the projector screen failed on me! Can you imagine... First lesson on first day of school of Semester 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless I maintained talking by introducing myself and the module Materials Science.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;miraculously&lt;/span&gt; the projector screen came back at 830am. I lost 30min but managed to gain back my composure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the lecture went well. I found out that it is not easy to deliver a good lecture. From voice control to creating humour, to clear explanations, these skills will only sharpen with time. Fortunately, this batch of Year 1 students seem much more diligent and attentive, compared to the previous batch, which makes the job of new lecturers like me easier to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I told my students " I hope you will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;continue&lt;/span&gt; to improve", I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; hope I will also keep on improving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-9196200497668506278?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9196200497668506278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=9196200497668506278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/9196200497668506278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/9196200497668506278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/keep-on-improving.html' title='Keep On Improving'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6233566351144338676</id><published>2009-05-02T20:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:19:56.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peak-A-Boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have never done as much research and homework on HDB housing regulations until a week before. All thanks to the 5 "Peaks" below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331211878465755202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SfxE9R5LWEI/AAAAAAAAATk/Y_D-NrRPTQo/s320/peak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The newly launched DBSS project "The Peak" at Toa Payoh Lor 1 is not those type which will appear to be immediately attractive. Compared to its counterparts at AMK and Bishan, it is an elderly town. There is also less vibe considering there is no major shopping malls nearby. Nevertheless, due to curiousity, we went to view the showflat last sunday and we were pleasantly surprised and delighted by the stylish design of the flats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After viewing the second time, the two flats we eyed on are the 21st storey high ceiling 4-room flat at $500k, and the 18th storey 5-room flat at $580k. And yes, both are at atrouciously high prices. After some research, older flats with similar floor area are costing as much in the TPY and AMK area, and so I stop feeling short-changed =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;With flats priced at $730k at the 42nd floor, I really wonder if flats in Singapore will ever break the 1M barrier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh, What to do... the lows of property market in 2001-2003 is long over, and flats at premier locations come at a premier price. Furthermore, TPY flats have always stolen the limelight but topping the list with the highest average COV among HDB estates. What attracted us most, is that The Peak is only mins walk from TPY MRT station and the lifts come with security card accesses just like a condo. The interior renovation is also provided, from full tiling, wall painting to build-in wardrobes, water heaters, stoves and air con. Pretty enticing to me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331213581237849954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SfxGgZNrj2I/AAAAAAAAATs/MmnmyiMesm4/s320/lr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331215530413526466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SfxIR2dYDcI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mciro1ceJRg/s320/bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But seriously, I will not be overly disappointed if we did not successfully ballot for the TPY flat, as Bishan is going to be THE place to live, at least in the next 10 years. With the MRT circles line interchange opening this month, lift upgrading, property prices in Bishan is likely to soar to another new level....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, lets just cross our fingers and leave it to Heaven's will =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6233566351144338676?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6233566351144338676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6233566351144338676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6233566351144338676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6233566351144338676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/peak-boo.html' title='Peak-A-Boo!'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SfxE9R5LWEI/AAAAAAAAATk/Y_D-NrRPTQo/s72-c/peak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-7280374177543792209</id><published>2009-03-15T16:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:10:13.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night of Glitz &amp; Glamour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After 3 months of planning and preparation, CPT dinner &amp;amp; dance 2009 was finally held at NUSS Suntec City Guild House yesterday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Graduating student with Lecturers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313335955440423746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SbzC5nRWU0I/AAAAAAAAATU/gtMzM5W_UD4/s320/IMG_1682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy faces from the graduating students&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313336381958228418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SbzDScLHicI/AAAAAAAAATc/9MuldnLGdEU/s320/IMG_1686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We received rather encouraging turnout this year, with 86 students and 12 staffs signing up for the event. Although 3 students did not finally come, the whole event can be considered rather "successful"... The highlight of the event, in my opinion was the PEM class awards to their personal mentor where the students thank their lecturers for their hard work and care throughout their 3 years in NYP. It was sincere, warm, and full of emotions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hwee Mei, Natalia and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313335152133149362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SbzCK2t-ErI/AAAAAAAAATE/IPsM03tRznE/s320/IMG_1770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;All thanks to staff of SCL(C) who contributed a whooping total amount of more than $1000 for all the game prizes, door gifts, lucky draw, and also subsidies for the student tickets. Kudos to organising committee students from SCL club students as well, great job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;SCL Club organising committee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313334551025965698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SbzBn3a2WoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/g7ijofombls/s320/IMG_1774.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Toasting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313335370211397234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SbzCXjH4DnI/AAAAAAAAATM/Mzom9vADilM/s320/IMG_1691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prom King &amp;amp; Queen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313334874168344498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SbzB6rN_v7I/AAAAAAAAAS8/8aQM0jjbdMc/s320/IMG_1738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope the event will leave an imprint on the graduating students for a long time in their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-7280374177543792209?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7280374177543792209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=7280374177543792209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7280374177543792209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7280374177543792209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/night-of-glitz-glamour.html' title='A Night of Glitz &amp; Glamour'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SbzC5nRWU0I/AAAAAAAAATU/gtMzM5W_UD4/s72-c/IMG_1682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-2871524491601994383</id><published>2009-02-21T19:09:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:12:14.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After a month of research and browsing, here are the list of hotel banquets which has been shortlisted. The wedding theme I currently have in mind in a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Garden Theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. It is really difficult to tell which is a better pick until we really recee the place to have a look and feel of the ambiance. Anyway, each of these selection has their own specialty and uniqueness which stood them out from others, besides cost (^o^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Mandarin Oriental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have heard about friends and relatives raving about this hotel since it was renovated in 2004. A quick step into the hotel last week also gave us a very good impression of the lobby setting. What is most attractive is their 4 new themes. I particularly like the garden theme where the whole ballroom is decorated into a huge fan-shaped garden! Birdcages, twigs and sunflowers.. its like a walk in a park! Natural and surreal feeling, nothing exaggerated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305228108662208546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZ_020U6eCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8a83DLpL59Q/s320/garden1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305228214234229378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZ_089nPqoI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Awm3rFJGyYI/s320/garden2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Conrad Centennial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love their magnificent foyer reception in front of the Grand Ballroom and the long titanic winding stairway at the lobby leading up to the ballroom! The most fairy tale march in we can ever ask for! Although I have only been there once for a wedding in 2006, it still left a deep impression in my mind until now. It was the only shortlisted banquet which has tables for 12 which may pose a problem as we do not have so many guests to fill their minimum 30 table criteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305234654059357330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZ_6zz1M5JI/AAAAAAAAASc/pVCOwqtG1U8/s320/SINCICI_Conrad_Hotel_Singapore_virtual_tour_welcome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Carlton Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not the 6-star Ritz Carlton, but Carlton Hotel at Bras Basah Road. According to my sis, this hotel's Wah Lok Restaurant serves the best Cantonese Cuisine in town. This alone is attractive enough to draw me in as delectable food is my top priority. Too bad we can only have food tasting after confirmation for the banquet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Swissotel Merchant Court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Colonial feel never fails to mesmerise me. Although my top colonial choices: Goodwood Park and Hotel Intercontinental falls out of our budget, Merchant Court will be a good substitute. The reception area is also spacious and wide, and can be conveniently decorated to the graden theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305228398752202994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZ_1Hs_wgPI/AAAAAAAAASE/k2_rZP6SJwQ/s320/mc_ballroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagining converting all the perks that hotels offer to wedding couples, such as bridal suite, favours, vouchers into better food quality... that is what restaurants can offer. For the same amount of money, restaurant food will be of superior quality in the expense of ambiance. That will be a very selfless way to hold weddings as the guests will get a better value for "Ang-Bao".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305230025789438850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZ_2maLqe4I/AAAAAAAAASM/APSDT6qb9rA/s320/wedding_ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Most importantly, a wedding banquet must elude genuinity and sincerity regardless of the venue. In 2005, I attended a really warm and lovely wedding at Peony Jade Restaurant (above) at Clarke Quay which has such strong oriental and overwhelming homely feel that I wanted to have mine there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the contrary, I once attended a wedding at a 6-star hotel, which was at one glance, an extraordinary expensive affair. Rolls Royce bridal car, all night Mediterranean live band, and 4 changes of bridal gowns! Everything was gold plated and glittery but to me, it was over-commercialised, emotionless and bland. The whole night, I was left feeling with a lack of warmth and love that a wedding banquet should have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That, in my opinion, loses all its appeal as compared to a simple restaurant wedding =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-2871524491601994383?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2871524491601994383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=2871524491601994383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/2871524491601994383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/2871524491601994383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-dream-garden.html' title='My Dream Garden'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZ_020U6eCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8a83DLpL59Q/s72-c/garden1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-5098713808840022001</id><published>2009-02-21T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:04:53.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Too Stiff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZ_euZjEdsI/AAAAAAAAARs/IeLs6jmaERw/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305203774779061954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZ_euZjEdsI/AAAAAAAAARs/IeLs6jmaERw/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is how my neck bones look like under X ray, after a car collision on Thursday. Stiff as a bamboo, the doctor at Mt Alvernia said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a freak car incident at NYP compound on Thursday, when a car hit my dad's cab shortly after I removed my seat belt. It was less than 50m from my destination and both cars are already travelling at snail speed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The slight collision actually threw my body in all directions as my instincts told me to hold on to the seat in front of me to prevent further vibrations. Nevertheless, the impact was too big on my neck such that it felt sprained and twisted after I went home the same night. It hurt my left arm as well as it knocked hard on the car door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As all kinds of injuries / medical conditions post accident are claimable, the agent brought me to Mt Alvernia to get my neck checked on Friday evening. By then, my central neck bone and nerves were so painful that I can hardly turn 90 degrees to my right. My neck was swollen and stiff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Luckily there were no complications, as the X ray films showed. But a normal neck is C shape, as suggested by the doctor. And mine, is as straight as a bamboo, which seems to imply to me that I need to resume my  new massage package at Kenko Wellness Spa. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-5098713808840022001?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5098713808840022001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=5098713808840022001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5098713808840022001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5098713808840022001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-too-stiff.html' title='Its Too Stiff'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZ_euZjEdsI/AAAAAAAAARs/IeLs6jmaERw/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6742462810592232090</id><published>2009-02-15T12:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:38:53.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muffin Tops</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need to get rid of my muffin tops!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course, the picture below is not me, but due to months of sloth, my muffin tops are growing. I can still remember a year ago, I follow a strict regime to ensure my figure is kept in check:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZebsPGJS6I/AAAAAAAAARk/GcsddAGWBz0/s1600-h/muffin+tops.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302878270520904610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZebsPGJS6I/AAAAAAAAARk/GcsddAGWBz0/s320/muffin+tops.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Stand and walk for at least 30 min after every meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Never sleep less than an hour after a meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) 30-50 upper and lower abdomen crunches every morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Dumbell (2 kg) training twice a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5) Bedtime stretched to tone side abdomen muscles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I no longer do that now. Where has the health and exercise freak Lilian gone to? Nevertheless, in order to ensure I get the best figure for my bridal PS at the end of this year, I am giving myself 3 months to resume the above. Moreover, the bridal pictures are going to last me a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The stakes are way too high to be lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6742462810592232090?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6742462810592232090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6742462810592232090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6742462810592232090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6742462810592232090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/muffin-tops.html' title='Muffin Tops'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SZebsPGJS6I/AAAAAAAAARk/GcsddAGWBz0/s72-c/muffin+tops.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-8077365840896107093</id><published>2009-02-07T10:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:17:23.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunt for BS - Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SY0CZD8bz3I/AAAAAAAAARE/Sdi-qn0k3wA/s1600-h/Marriot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299894966063714162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SY0CZD8bz3I/AAAAAAAAARE/Sdi-qn0k3wA/s200/Marriot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The search is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was amazing how we did this. It was a long and gruelling 4-hour discussion, which started from 9pm last night. And we finally signed on the dotted line at 1am +. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I am now an official Sophia BTB!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophia Wedding Collection was my sister's BS 6 years ago. And that was also how long I have heard of their gorgeous gowns and excellent customer service. But it was coincidence that we dropped by the shop last night, after being utterly disappointed with the hard selling techniques seen at Suntec Wedding Festival the same evening. We did not plan to sign any plan so early, but I guess their whole service and persuasion from Sophia Wedding moved us to bits =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, let start off with their gowns from "Latest Collection". It is heavenly! And it is an understatement as their OTR gowns look so classy and gorgeous that it will make you feel and look like a queen. The enormous amount of embroidery, crystals and french laces are unlike what was seen in other BS. Served by Ms Lynn the designer, she is such as a pro in describing and explaining the cut and design of each gown that we wowed with excitement as she brought pieces after pieces off the racks for our salivation. How I wished I could take photographs of the gowns!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We then asked to see the "Non-Latest Collection" gowns. I would say they look pretty good too. But the package comes with a classic album which does not include any digital design nor hot pressed seams. We were then shown the digital albums by the inhouse photography Mr Shawn and photography styles of at least 5 other couples, before we settled down to discuss further on the details of the package.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As it grows deeper into the night at 11pm, we were served by Ms Ann the consultant, who also happens to be the consultant for Tianyou and Ziyi. She was so friendly and accommodating to our needs and budget. Even though she was having a mild flu, but she was still very patient with our long list of enquires. (Luckily I bought the Bridal checklist together with me and we have the lap top with use to check online!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After another hour of long discussion with Desmond on what the priorities in the package are, we managed to prepare for the most important task. &lt;strong&gt;NEGOTIATIONS! For more freebies, bargains and discounts!!&lt;/strong&gt; By that time, my eyes were already red and dry and very very tired, so Desmond did a good job on the negotiation part single-handed. Also we are the only couple left in the shop, and the consultants are anxious to go home, so I thought it was the best time to negotiate for the best deals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is finally what we will be getting from their OTR package!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Actual Wedding Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Gown - 1 set OTR (Latest Collection)&lt;br /&gt;Evening Gown - 1 set OTR (Latest Collection)&lt;br /&gt;Tea Dress (Cheong Sum) or KUA - 1 set OTR&lt;br /&gt;Accessories for the Gown - 1 set&lt;br /&gt;Gent's Suits - 2 sets OTR&lt;br /&gt;Father's jackets - 2 sets OTR&lt;br /&gt;Bridal Makeup &amp;amp; Hairdo (Morning and Evening)&lt;br /&gt;Bridal Hand Bouquet (Fresh Flowers) and 6 Corsages&lt;br /&gt;Bridal Car Decoration with Netting and Artificial Flowers&lt;br /&gt;Decoration for following cars with ribbons (unlimited) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. ROM package&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROM dress - 1 set OTR&lt;br /&gt;ROM Makeup &amp;amp; Hairdo&lt;br /&gt;Hand Bouquet (Fresh Flowers)&lt;br /&gt;Accessories for dress - 1 set&lt;br /&gt;Gent's Suit - 1 set OTR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Photography Session&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridal Gown - 4 sets (Can be different from the 2 sets above)&lt;br /&gt;Accessories for the Gown - 1 set&lt;br /&gt;Bridal Makeup and Hairdo including fake eyelashes and wig - 4 changes&lt;br /&gt;Artificial flowers for Hairdo&lt;br /&gt;Gent's suit - 2 sets&lt;br /&gt;Gent's makeup and hairstyling&lt;br /&gt;Indoor and Outdoor Photography - Unlimited locations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Momentos to Keep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 poses with Digital Album and Hot pressed seam (15' x 24') - 20 pages&lt;br /&gt;50 poses with CD JPEG format (Duplicate of above)&lt;br /&gt;24' x 30' Canvas Portrait - 1 piece with frame&lt;br /&gt;8R Table top - 1 piece with frame&lt;br /&gt;4R photos - 24pcs OR Thank You :Photo cards - 200 pcs with 2 poses&lt;br /&gt;4R photos in mini album - 20pcs&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Night Signature Book - 1 set&lt;br /&gt;8R Anniversary Photo shot - 1 piece/ year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We wanted to bargained for more poses, but was unable to do so. I believed that 60 poses will be the perfect quantity to fit into the storybook album, but I guess we can still make do with 50. And yes! They are giving us 24 pcs of 4R loose photos, which I can then make them into my beautiful beautiful wedding scrapbooks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was especially fascinated at how they were able to throw in the ROM package for me as well. Now I am thinking whether to have the ROM on separate days in other to make use of this special offer. And there will be Cheong Sum for the tea ceremony! Excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SY0GnsCGNPI/AAAAAAAAARU/jhNiPUkqbM0/s1600-h/Print-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299899615389562098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SY0GnsCGNPI/AAAAAAAAARU/jhNiPUkqbM0/s200/Print-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since we still have a long way to AD, we decided to make the PS early, likely to be late Sept this year during my 2 month semester break. This will mean that we will be choosing the gowns around June/July during my 2 week term break. And because I am taking my PS a year before AD, they will allow me to choose two fresh AD gowns, instead of the gowns I wore for the PS! Amazing deal! All in all, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;his means that pre-wedding bridal work will be completed by early 2010, giving us another 6 months to prepare for other stuffs for AD in Sept 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The hunt for BS has ended, but happiness has just begun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-8077365840896107093?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8077365840896107093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=8077365840896107093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8077365840896107093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8077365840896107093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/hunt-for-bs-part-ii.html' title='Hunt for BS - Part II'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SY0CZD8bz3I/AAAAAAAAARE/Sdi-qn0k3wA/s72-c/Marriot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6846742328667156409</id><published>2009-02-01T20:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:27:09.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunt for Bridal Studio (BS) - Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SYWZUdoGiiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/FwXZs9WQxAI/s1600-h/bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297809113500518946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SYWZUdoGiiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/FwXZs9WQxAI/s320/bride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; and we decided to visit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LaBelle&lt;/span&gt; Couture&lt;/strong&gt; to take a look at their wedding collection and packages =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We have shortlisted a number of bridal shops based on friend's recommendations and forum ratings. To date, the shortlisted BS are Sophia Wedding Collection, The Wedding Present, My Bridal Room, Golden Horse Awards, Divine Couture and La Belle Couture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Good reviews from forum and beautiful gown designs featured in magazines were the main reasons why we approached this bridal shop first at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tanjong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pagar&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway many of the bridal shops were not opened yet after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;, and the consultant at the door impressed me with his politeness, well-mannered and non-pushy nature. An recent award winning evening gown displayed at the shop helped too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And what can I say! Its great fun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; shopping for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;WG&lt;/span&gt;! The experienced image consultant Kath left a strong impression in my mind as she has an eye for details, by just one look at our faces and figures. She was already able to suggest gown types, colours, makeup and types of hairdos which will compliment each other's look =D. Also, we like the simple and classy styles of their photography. Their package price for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OTR&lt;/span&gt; gowns also fits and meets our humble budget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What was originally planned to be a 10min enquiry on package prices, turned out to be more than an hour's cosy discussion at the shop. I must admit that I took a strong liking to their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WG&lt;/span&gt; which are predominantly simple and classy gowns with lots and lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;embroidery&lt;/span&gt; and laces. Nevertheless, we had absolutely no pressure to sign up the package. The frank and professional services provided by the staff was really impressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;All in all... although it is still too early to talk about securing a package, it was a good and fun way to start our BS hunt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6846742328667156409?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6846742328667156409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6846742328667156409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6846742328667156409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6846742328667156409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/hunt-for-bridal-studio-bs-part-i.html' title='Hunt for Bridal Studio (BS) - Part I'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SYWZUdoGiiI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/FwXZs9WQxAI/s72-c/bride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-7010426294315347638</id><published>2009-01-11T20:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:29:30.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SWnwWBnsSCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XdWqmdvPd_8/s1600-h/Photo089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290023498506061858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SWnwWBnsSCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XdWqmdvPd_8/s200/Photo089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After 5 years in the petrochemical industry, I made a shocking (to many) switch to become a teacher, or more precisely a lecturer in NYP. For those we know me since school, they would have known how I used to dislike teaching. Even when my sister and brother-in-law became one in JC, I was unfazed. Giving tuition during my schooling days were purely for monetary gains and never for interest or satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My ex-colleagues got a shock, my ex-boss got a shock. And of course, my parents and my close friends. After all, I am those typical Chemical Engineer, who always advocate technical reasoning, and believed in getting into the money-making oil and gas industries. For prestige, for self-satisfaction and for monetary gains to repay loans and support the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;During the last 3 days of NYP Open House, I was overwhelmed by the streams of students and parents eagerly looking for a course with career prospects and bright future. They reminded me of how I used to be lost student thinking about my future career. One parent was so candidly telling me how she did not want to see her son engage in some profession which is "dangerous" like in a refinery or oil company. "I only got one son, you know. He is my baby" she jokingly said. "So how dangerous is it working in chemical industry?" I was positively amused and touched by her tone and concerns the whole while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I appreciate the parents asking me these relevant questions. My parents used to discouraged me from joining the chemical industry as well. As an engineer, male or female, working under the sun is almost guaranteed. You cannot have vertigo, or how else can you conquer the 80m distillation column by monkey ladder? Also, be prepared to sweat, get dirty and work in a male dominant industry where females can be sometimes prejudiced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290025039171324146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SWnxvtC6iPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OuAOBSlmxA8/s200/island.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I find it rather ironic, when I was encouraging O level leavers to take up a course in Chemical and Pharmaceutical Technology when I myself just got out of the industry. After all, there are many females worked in the chemical industry for years and rose to respectable positions, taking up jobs which people once thought only men can. So why can't I do the same? And enjoy the fat bonuses and increments which people from the outside world can only imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Many things had happened in the last 3 years which gave a brand new perspective in life and priorities. Spending more quality time with family and love ones are now my first priority. I can still remember clearly how I used to go home like listless soul, with workload almost burying me alive. I have no time with family, with friends and for myself. My health worsened, I grew haggard and I cared for nothing else but company's profits generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the end at Open House, I encouraged the worried mum to let her son choose something which interests him and not whether or not the course can guarantee him in the future. I conveniently skipped the topic of how dangerous the industry is, as I know I cannot give  her satisfactory answer without telling a white lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you stay sane in this ever changing world? Your decision may not make sense to many, but, life is a path that only you yourself can decide. Only then, you will be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-7010426294315347638?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7010426294315347638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=7010426294315347638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7010426294315347638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7010426294315347638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-5-years-in-petrochemical-industry.html' title='Open Your Heart'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SWnwWBnsSCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/XdWqmdvPd_8/s72-c/Photo089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-4456288140720970329</id><published>2009-01-11T17:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:11:32.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Do I Begin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SWnSKwyavOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2LvgsesjFXI/s1600-h/trkl077z1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289990319660252386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SWnSKwyavOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2LvgsesjFXI/s200/trkl077z1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently I saw a wedding video montage by a University friend. It featured the 2000 remix of "Love Story (Where do I begin?)" by Shirley Bassey. I must say it is a really refreshing change from the lovey dovey romantic slings which most couples will use on their wedding day. This is because the version was upbeat, jazzy and showcased the singer's prowess in her vocals. And the singer? A 72 year old British Diva demonstrating a popular drama song (Love Story) from the 70s.It moved me to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover versions, something which artistes today edit classic songs from the past to something which adapts better in today's world. And for this song, I found at least 6 versions in imeem alone. Below are the two I liked most. The first one is the one used in the wedding videography and the original version recorded live in 1972. I hope Josh &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Groban will perform this song one day (like how the second one sounds!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A real classic indeed. I am so glad I stumbled upon this chance to appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/4WSbaibaqz/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/4WSbaibaqz/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=4WSbaibaqz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=4WSbaibaqz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=4WSbaibaqz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=4WSbaibaqz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/4WSbaibaqz/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/mex_XSM/music/pVTYN6rG/shirley_bassey_where_do_i_begin_away_team_mix/"&gt;Where Do I Begin (Away Team Mix) - Shirley Bassey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/IiA3arGGkv/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/IiA3arGGkv/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=IiA3arGGkv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=IiA3arGGkv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=IiA3arGGkv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=IiA3arGGkv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/IiA3arGGkv/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/dQmPYAf/music/3o3BEPYl/tito_beltran_where_do_i_begin_love_story/"&gt;(Where Do I Begin) Love Story - Tito Beltran&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uja1W879eHg&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-4456288140720970329?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4456288140720970329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=4456288140720970329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4456288140720970329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4456288140720970329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-do-i-begin.html' title='Where Do I Begin?'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SWnSKwyavOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2LvgsesjFXI/s72-c/trkl077z1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-4184526674335620991</id><published>2009-01-01T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:16:31.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Own Our Night (2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SVx5phbIKMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/pk1j3l49BnI/s1600-h/Image125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286233816879868098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SVx5phbIKMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/pk1j3l49BnI/s200/Image125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As we turn the page to a brand new year today, we bid goodbye to an eventful year of turmoil and crisis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the first time in 4 years, I was back into the streets to countdown the new year! for the past 3 years, it had been a quiet affair on New Year's eve where a few close friends gather for food and drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After unfruitful attempts to park at Marina Barrage, we were very lucky to find a perfect spot at MakanSutra Esplanande where we sat comfortably for about 2 hrs waiting for the fireworks to start. The place was far less crowded than the swamp of people waiting by the Esplanade Bay, where they sat on grass patches and concrete ground. We also have sufficient hawker food and drinks with us and so was not dehydrated like what happened during National Day. True enough, our territory was not packed with fire-works watchers even until the last min of 2008, and the view of the night sky was fabulous. I could sit 45 degrees inclined on my plastic chair and watch the sky like it belonged to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The fireworks &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was SPECTACULAR. Did not manage to take any photo because I did not want to miss any second of it. Not mentioning it is actually the first time I watch fireworks on a New Years Day too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy New Year... Wish we will have a happy and healthy year ahead =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-4184526674335620991?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4184526674335620991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=4184526674335620991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4184526674335620991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4184526674335620991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-we-turn-page-to-brand-new-year-today.html' title='To Own Our Night (2009)'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SVx5phbIKMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/pk1j3l49BnI/s72-c/Image125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-4936339943326858791</id><published>2008-12-28T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:12:53.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Your Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SVdCnHirmPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8t4jWRJuqpE/s1600-h/Symptoms_of_cancer_metastasis.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284765927549409522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SVdCnHirmPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8t4jWRJuqpE/s200/Symptoms_of_cancer_metastasis.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last week, I attended the wake of a colleague from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NYP&lt;/span&gt;. I have not met him before as he was already on medical leave when I joined &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NYP&lt;/span&gt;. But through brief sessions &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; few months ago, I talked to him and found out that he contracted 3rd stage stomach cancer, at the age of 33. He also had the whole of his stomach removed and will be undergoing chemotherapy. I remembered that I told him about my mum's condition and encouraged him to stay positive and strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cancer, is a terrible disease. If one is lucky, you may discover it at early stage and one can be completely cured without going through tedious and costly chemotherapy. But cancer can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hereditary&lt;/span&gt; and some cancers are virtually symptom-less until they reached late stages and there are simply no medical checkups that can detect them early such as brain or liver cancer. Even for stomach and colon cancer, they can be easily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mistaken&lt;/span&gt; as day to day illnesses like gastric and indigestion unless one goes for endoscopy or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;colonscopy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Although I have not seen this colleague face to face, I was really very sad to see him go so suddenly. He has two very young kids less than 3 years old and it must be very difficult for his family to cope with his departure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To all...Eat healthy, exercise regularly and relieve yourself from everyday stresses. Stress and cancer has a very strong correlation. Encourage your parents for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;colonscopy&lt;/span&gt; as colon cancer is the LEADING cancer killer in Singapore. Do cherish the ones you love and count your blessings everyday. In any case, we are very lucky to be healthy and well today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-4936339943326858791?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4936339943326858791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=4936339943326858791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4936339943326858791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4936339943326858791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-week-i-attended-wake-of-colleague.html' title='Count Your Blessings'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SVdCnHirmPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8t4jWRJuqpE/s72-c/Symptoms_of_cancer_metastasis.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-1162726767931556272</id><published>2008-12-27T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:49:45.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbook Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The term break for polytechnic is finally ending.. and I have had a fulfilling week shopping, cleaning up the house and ... SCRAPBOOKING! It has been so long since I indulge in it that i lost control. Anyway I feel that every single scrap I make, I learn something new on how to improve it...hope one day my skills will get really polished..Here are my proud creations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-27.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791347438375&amp;amp;site=widget-27.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Plans are to give some to my sister and the rest will be hanging them on my cupboard in school. When the kids stressed me out, I really need something to look on and relax =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-1162726767931556272?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1162726767931556272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=1162726767931556272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/1162726767931556272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/1162726767931556272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/scrapbook-galore.html' title='Scrapbook Galore'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-8228645211088888716</id><published>2008-12-19T09:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:52:03.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways to Tie a Survivor Buff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After the season #17 of Survivor: Gabon ended last Friday, I was left not only amazed by Bob's magical immunity challenge wins, it was also interesting to see how individuals use their creativity to use the Survivor buff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281310818987434386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUr8NVIsYZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bBZKwsJETks/s320/gabon-banner-premiere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The most common way is probably to use it as a head or chest bandera which can double up as a sweat band or a tube. But good old Bob, the Physics Teacher became the first in Survivor history used it as a bow tie for almost the entire 39 days on Gabon. Maybe that is how he created a respectable and gentlemanly image for himself on the show. And he really did have these traits and hence why so many fans, including me, love his fatherly image!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281310954807739890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUr8VPGxxfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/D5FXBEZJA78/s320/SurvivorPent_1229065766-000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281312579846216338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUr9z02JGpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hORyi-0_sjs/s320/97270_D0626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I am a Survivor? I will make it into a long scarf over my neck and create a fashion statement on CBS TV. And then, I will probably die of extreme heat stroke first before winning anything. Haha...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-8228645211088888716?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8228645211088888716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=8228645211088888716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8228645211088888716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8228645211088888716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/ways-to-tie-survivor-buff.html' title='Ways to Tie a Survivor Buff'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUr8NVIsYZI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bBZKwsJETks/s72-c/gabon-banner-premiere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-8798771559795582838</id><published>2008-12-14T11:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:55:24.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go West</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUSCPlHWJzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/BtlxBgu6TOU/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279487867357636402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUSCPlHWJzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/BtlxBgu6TOU/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Calling all westerners! Listen up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The new Jurong Point is now open! When I first visited there last week, there is only one word that can describe the new shopping mall. &lt;strong&gt;SCARY!&lt;/strong&gt; There are like tons of streaming people, the new JP2 is as big as JP1 (yes!), which means it is now double the size of the original JP. What's more exciting is that westerners no longer have to put up with the poor selection of shops in the old JP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are now having alfresco restaurants like New York New York, Dian Xiao Er, Ding Tai Feng, Ji De Chi Deserts, Fig &amp;amp; Olive, BK, Bakerzin etc etc which we can only used to dream of in the west. And my favourite? Lai Lai Niu Rou Mee which can only be found in Liang Seah Street for the past ten years! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really cannot say enough of the variety of shops there, from fashion to accessories to beauty salons, the selection is really gorgeous. There is even a NTUC Xtra which is 24hours, like the one in AMK Hub. You will have to go there and experience yourself..With the atrouciously packed public transport nowadays, it really make sense now to do all my shopping in JP than in town. Horray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279488600297519362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUSC6Ph1OQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/auyQoHANu6Q/s200/Image049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can still remember my excitement when JP1 opens when I was 14. That is 14 years ago. Yet, it is still the same excitement I am feeling now, no less than the past =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-8798771559795582838?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8798771559795582838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=8798771559795582838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8798771559795582838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8798771559795582838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/go-west.html' title='Go West'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUSCPlHWJzI/AAAAAAAAAPs/BtlxBgu6TOU/s72-c/Image030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-3094668295414322577</id><published>2008-12-13T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:08:53.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3 months after my rest from scraps, I am finally back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I have decided to follow through my design process and all the way up to completion. Not a fresh design though, but clean job using all of my old materials. And new photos too, those took at Henderson Waves.. like those photos a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-19.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791346936601&amp;amp;site=widget-19.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is going to replace the scrap that is currently in my office, which I do think is rather poorly done. Yeah a new art piece at my desk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-3094668295414322577?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3094668295414322577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=3094668295414322577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/3094668295414322577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/3094668295414322577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/heaven-on-earth.html' title='Heaven on Earth'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-3433954212700585953</id><published>2008-12-13T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:25:37.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUOZU_qqKkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y1DqYr546zI/s1600-h/sugar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279231774175144514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUOZU_qqKkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y1DqYr546zI/s200/sugar.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the first time this pin up model looked so angelic to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sugar, the unlikely winner of Survivor: Gabon, was always being looked down upon in the group of survivors. She went to Exile island 5 record times, was always not picked as tribe member, and has never won a reward nor immunity challenge. Yes. That's how physically and mentally weak she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yet, in the 13th episode last night, she revealed her kind-hearted soul and admiration for Matt and Bob, whom she thinks are worthy of winning this game. She is totally different from the Sugar we know on the first day. She cried in front of Matt and Bob (yeah, a typical style of a pin up model) to ask them to vote against the "rascals" of the game - Crystal and Kenny, and GAVE UP her immunity idol for Matty even though she knows he is one of the biggest threat of the game! She wanted the good guys to win and not just go with the flow to vote the strong members out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well she is now in the final 5, it could just her strategy. But she sure does touch my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-3433954212700585953?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3433954212700585953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=3433954212700585953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/3433954212700585953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/3433954212700585953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/sugar-baby.html' title='Sugar Baby!'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SUOZU_qqKkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y1DqYr546zI/s72-c/sugar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6720467234641172992</id><published>2008-12-07T18:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:29:04.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run My Own Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/STuvZuI0VpI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TyYv3iMJdmQ/s1600-h/071220081019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277004244811273874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/STuvZuI0VpI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TyYv3iMJdmQ/s200/071220081019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just 10 hours ago, I completed my third 10km run in my life. This year, there were many differences from SCSM 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(1) Due to the construction of Marina Integrated Resort and completion of Marina Barrage, the original route which is covered with raintrees at Marina Bay was changed to an alternative route along AYE. My god, that is a real killer not only because of the glaring sun, the noise from the construction sites, the path was uphill most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(2) Due to economic crisis (I suspect!) the drinking stations were downgraded. There used to be many stations proving ice cold 100 plus but today most of the stalls supplied only "Ice Mountain" mineral water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(3) I had ample warm up before the race, as Desmond was participating in the earlier race which starts at 730am. As we were late, we ran all the way from Peninsula Plaza to Esplanade and that gave me a good kick-start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nevertheless, I really enjoyed this year's run. Some of the runners have really motivational messages on why they are running, pinned to the back of their jerseys. And some of them really touched me with their determinations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(1) We are running for XXX. He is now fighting cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(2) I am 50 this year. It is now or never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(3) I feel good with men chasing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was initially worried about my knees aching during the run, but it was my upper thighs which gave me the most problems today, despite having warmed up reasonably well =(. My main focus was to continue running and not let the surrounding runners and cramping thighs demoralise me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And of course, you are my inspiration and motivation to complete the race =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6720467234641172992?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6720467234641172992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6720467234641172992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6720467234641172992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6720467234641172992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Run My Own Race'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/STuvZuI0VpI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TyYv3iMJdmQ/s72-c/071220081019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6760978583621592554</id><published>2008-12-07T18:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:35:49.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everlasting Destinee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Lee Hwa Jewellery Brochure, a green table mat, old flowers and a glass mug. What does that give you? 14 stalks of everlasting tulips!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791346728700&amp;amp;site=widget-fc.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the first time I made artificial flowers, and the idea came from a colleague's desk in school. Using recycled material, I improvised on the scrap material I can find at home plus some supplements from bookshops --&gt; and there you have it!&lt;/span&gt; All for less than $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really like the lace details and crystal embellishment at the Bear's lace, they seem to give the vase a touch of class and elegance =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hope you like it, because you are&lt;/span&gt; my Everlasting DEStinee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6760978583621592554?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6760978583621592554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6760978583621592554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6760978583621592554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6760978583621592554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/everlasting-destinee.html' title='Everlasting Destinee'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-9105705041006984056</id><published>2008-11-22T20:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:11:08.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你是我的同花顺</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nCE4-tk46C/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nCE4-tk46C/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/p6UTFFa/music/5z0iYMhs/jim_lim_royal_flushmp3/"&gt;同花顺 Royal Flush.mp3 - Jim Lim 林倛玉&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-9105705041006984056?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9105705041006984056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=9105705041006984056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/9105705041006984056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/9105705041006984056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='你是我的同花顺'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-7247956129040271965</id><published>2008-11-15T20:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:26:13.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I Waiting For?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To be frank, I really hate going home via Boon Lay Interchange on weekday evenings. Besides the overcrowding problem, which gets worse everyday unless and until the two new MRT extension stations at Joo Koon and Pioneer are commissioned, the bus service is really terrible.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268857976748881682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SR6-agwZtxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/h0RnMsnYbiU/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is a common sight to see meandering queues extending from the bus bays all the way into the MRT station, sprouting a proud 100+ people waiting for the same bus to appear. (The numbers are reliable, I count them every time I feel frustrated; so that I will have figures to quote SBS when I lodge a complaint). Imagine 120 people waiting for a single bus service, which means you probably need 3 bus stops full of people if those people are waiting at a bus stop along a typical road. Some queues are worse, I estimate a minimum of 150 commuters during peak hours. And I happen to be taking the bus which has one of the longest and slowest moving queues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268858303500816498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SR6-tiAIkHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/kGWB7ml-fHc/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can wait for as much as 20min to board a bus 242 at Boon Lay bus interchange. This is ridiculous, as the actual bus journey is 15min. That means you will spend more than half an hour to travel a max of 3km. I think I can run faster than that speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268858487972482386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SR6-4RNmzVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/GwC_rzC53vA/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Until 4 months ago, I started to take bus from this interchange, again after I switched job. To think that the problem which existed since my University days is still not resolved, after 5 long years. That is the real issue with monopoly of the market, and service providers will not bother to improve or review their quality of service, until someone complains. And I am going to quit waiting and do just that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-7247956129040271965?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7247956129040271965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=7247956129040271965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7247956129040271965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7247956129040271965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-am-i-waiting-for.html' title='What am I Waiting For?'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SR6-agwZtxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/h0RnMsnYbiU/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-1966217357804883430</id><published>2008-11-09T12:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T12:45:38.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desmond's Home Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After months of switching from CRS to fighting fishes and to german mini lobsters, Desmond finally settled down on a small scale but beautiful landscape for his marine friends. And here is his proud creations...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-59.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791344404825&amp;amp;site=widget-59.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I particularly like the castle which has a balcony of mosses on top of it. It is so realistic! And I am sure the shrimps will love playing hide seek among the greens and concrete. This tank setup may look simple, but there are so much effort being put into its birth. The plants, for example enjoy two sets of light, one of which is programmed to on and off at certain times of the day. And if you notice hard, there is hanging-in-mid-water ball of moss which is created all by himself =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be getting my mini office aquarium soon! With easy to maintain livestocks and plants because I am kinda a lazy person. Keke.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-1966217357804883430?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1966217357804883430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=1966217357804883430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/1966217357804883430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/1966217357804883430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/desmonds-home-aquarium.html' title='Desmond&apos;s Home Aquarium'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-8844515162487889</id><published>2008-11-08T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:07:21.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Page from Yuan's Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kor&lt;/span&gt; brought Granny, Mummy and me to Hay Dairies on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deepavali&lt;/span&gt; Day. Boy! There were so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;meimei&lt;/span&gt; there! So crowded! Some more I have to wake up at 830am so as to reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kang&lt;/span&gt; by 10am to see them milking goats. So I was half awake and half asleep in most of the photos =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it was all worth it! I get to see the goatees eat, drink and pee... and get milked but the workers in Hay Dairies. I also get to feed them! Their saliva is so warm and sticky and it was fun! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kor&lt;/span&gt; bought two packets of grass for us to feed the goats, and Mummy help me to pluck the leaves from the grass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791344309961&amp;amp;site=widget-c9.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I prefer the smaller goats. The Papa and Mama goats can actually stick their heads out and bite Granny's bag! So scary! I keep asking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yee&lt;/span&gt; whether the goats will bite me. But she assured me that they are friendly animals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have no chance to taste goat milk as they were sold out when we got out from the stables. Next time then. The next time I come, I also want to visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Farmart&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;LCK&lt;/span&gt;! Hurray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-8844515162487889?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8844515162487889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=8844515162487889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8844515162487889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8844515162487889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/page-from-yuans-diary.html' title='A Page from Yuan&apos;s Diary'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-8257157458356124468</id><published>2008-11-08T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:39:32.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man in the Middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Desmond refereed his first Singapore Slingers' basketball match in the Indoor Stadium on Wednesday. Wow, what an experience! Not only that this is an international match against Malaysia All-Stars, it was held in the indoor stadium where tickets are needed to view the match. And of course, I got a free ticket =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-3a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791344305978&amp;amp;site=widget-3a.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In all, the match was pretty boring, with the Slingers doing a below average performance against the hardworking Malaysians. Scoreline was close throughout the match but was differentiated at the last 10min when the Malaysians lost their foothole and shooting percentages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the Slinger girls and mascot got most of the limelight that night, as they danced scantily clad, attracting the whistles and cheers from ang mos, players and some referees. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-8257157458356124468?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8257157458356124468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=8257157458356124468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8257157458356124468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8257157458356124468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/man-in-middle.html' title='The Man in the Middle'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-2422777513902135814</id><published>2008-10-26T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:04:10.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have always wanted to share this song, which never fails to make me tear whenever I listen to it. It is also one of the most inspiring songs during my runs. I did not know until today that it is a song from The Phantom of the Opera. Well, now I do. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original song by Josh Groban/Sarah Brightman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-lZ2IsmqvmI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-2422777513902135814?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2422777513902135814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=2422777513902135814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/2422777513902135814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/2422777513902135814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-for-me.html' title='There For Me'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-4187420140015162972</id><published>2008-10-25T20:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:46:23.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be a Westerner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been living in Jurong for the past 18 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261086591504455202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SQMiYWsxliI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yU9ys9ebVkg/s200/island.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is a place where most people associate badly polluted air, cheap housing and foreign workers with. In fact I had worked in Jurong for the last 5 years, and gradually had forgotten what it feels like to enjoy a nice breathe of fresh air. Foreign workers have become my "best friends", accompanying up and down the crowded journey to the work. I mingled with them day in day out, at the MRT station, Jurong Point, and even at my void deck. I became frequent customers of Indian "MAMA" shops, which sprung in numbers in my neighbourhood serving the pool of Indian worker-drinkers and merry-makers who ventured to my estate late at night. Slowly, they became a part of my life, as I grew numb to their existence around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261084904744708962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SQMg2LB6a2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/Z9ARof15WFs/s200/indian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until recently after I switched job, I travel half the Singapore island to the north eastern side. I don't see my "best friends" anymore on the north bound MRT trains, AMK Hub or the Yio Chu Kang neighbourhood. To many, such an environment had been inherent until the news of a foreign worker dormitory to be located at Serangoon Gardens caused the population to break into cold sweat overnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What's wrong with staying nearby the dormitories? And why don't you see the Jurong population complaining? Is it that no one cares about the voices of Jurong-ians? Or so you thought that workers work in the west and so naturally their social radii spill over to the Jurong neighbourhood? Maybe because Jurong is the industrial community of Singapore anyway and that is the best and cheapest place to house them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261085213901866610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SQMhIKuuRnI/AAAAAAAAAOs/5sAc_T60hvM/s200/workers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am not implying that I LOVE the company of our dear friends who are helping us build our economy. In fact, there are many times when I saw them fighting after they got drunk at my void deck. At late night, I still go home in fear if I am alone. I don't exactly find them gracious, judging from the rubbish they generate every weekend at Boon Lay MRT. How I wish that my neighbourhood is spared from the potential hazards they offer, since we are already suffering from the poisonous acid rains, bitter cocoa smells mixed with industrial smoke and transport inaccessibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over the years, I have learnt to live with them peacefully. Nobody is born to master the art of compromise but someone just has to do it. So why can't you? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-4187420140015162972?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4187420140015162972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=4187420140015162972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4187420140015162972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/4187420140015162972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/proud-to-be-westerner.html' title='Proud to be a Westerner'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SQMiYWsxliI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yU9ys9ebVkg/s72-c/island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-8613525334160448798</id><published>2008-10-19T16:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:12:00.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stairwaves to Henderson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SPr1L2zEKVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kxZUDvk3ecQ/s1600-h/henderson+waves.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258785098945538386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SPr1L2zEKVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kxZUDvk3ecQ/s200/henderson+waves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have always wanted to visit the highest bridge in Singapore. And I finally did on Friday. True enough, it was magnificently high; as you may not notice it unless you tilt your head up towards the sky for an at least 80 deg from the horizontal while driving on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We parked the car at the first car park we see after driving through depot road. Initially the winding walking trail up to the bridge was pretty steep. Also, do watch out for the sign board to make sure that you are walking towards Henderson Waves and not Forest Trail or something, as the same carpark has many exits. In less than 5min, we reached the tip of the 36m above Henderson Road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-33.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791341296947&amp;amp;site=widget-33.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must say that the bridge does look better from the outside, that is when you look at it from the road beneath because of the bright LED lights outlining the wave design of the bridge. The lightes remains on from 7pm to 2am daily. On the bridge itself, it was spacious and wide, with lots of spaces for kids to run around, couples to spend a quiet time, and groups of friends for a cosy getaway. There are also a handful of night joggers there, taking on the challenge of the steep meandering track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It takes less than 15min for a slow stroll from one end of the bridge to the other. But it is a good walk as we were all so full after a sumptuous claypot chicken dinner at Clementi. We did not venture further than the Henderson Waves, even though we know that the end of the road will lead to Mt Faber and eventually Vivocity. Next time maybe, when all of us are in better and more suited gear =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will definitely go back to the Henderson Waves again, the next time in the early morning to savour the other views of daybreak. I will also like to visit the Alexander Arch, Southern Rideges and Floral Walk &amp;amp; HortPark! It will be great if I can get some potted plants from the HortPark to put in my office (Hopefully...)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm.. I can already imagine that the day scenes will be as gorgeous as the Stairway to Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-8613525334160448798?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8613525334160448798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=8613525334160448798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8613525334160448798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8613525334160448798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/stairwaves-to-henderson.html' title='Stairwaves to Henderson'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SPr1L2zEKVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/kxZUDvk3ecQ/s72-c/henderson+waves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6781424072895245551</id><published>2008-10-18T12:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:51:56.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After the first week of teaching, I discovered that I can have several names with the 6th option most popular:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Ms Lilian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Mrs Lilian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Mrs Huang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Mdm Huang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5) Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;6) Cher (short-form for Teacher)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt; forgive those students who call me Mrs Lilian, Mrs Huang, Mdm Huang because I already told them I am &lt;strong&gt;Ms&lt;/strong&gt; Lilian Huang!!! Oh w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ell.. ok they are students after all, so I shall give them another week to get use to my name =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258367334705847442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SPl5Oxuo3JI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XdqK-VhMKto/s320/Classroom+Expectations.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Contrary to popular belief, the year 1 students I am taking for CL1310 are rather quiet and attentive. How lucky. They are also receptive to the classroom expectation that I gave them and often respond positively. Their noise level was also generally acceptable such that I do not have to raise my voice too much. What a good start! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the real show has not started yet. With the commencing of practical experiments next week, I hope no one burn down the lab or concoct any explosive mixture with the variety of chemicals available in the laboratory. ~Amitaba~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6781424072895245551?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6781424072895245551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6781424072895245551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6781424072895245551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6781424072895245551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-start.html' title='A Good Start'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SPl5Oxuo3JI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XdqK-VhMKto/s72-c/Classroom+Expectations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-5762656627533946329</id><published>2008-10-15T20:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:22:35.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You For Listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I begin typing on this new entry, the 8pm talk show on Channel U is on TV. The topic: &lt;strong&gt;"Do you think looks is more important or inner beauty, with reference to girls?"&lt;/strong&gt; A group of ladies is in intense discussions, including the famous blogger Xia Xue. After listening to the first 10min, I feel utterly disgusted and disappointed in their conversations, as most of them actually blatantly expressed that they rather be beautiful and stupid, than to be ugly and smart. And how they agree that botox and plastic surgery are normal and necessary if one is ugly. How I beg to differ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sounds familiar? It must be the spirit of SP4 (Semester Project 4) haunting me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had my first lesson on Monday since I joined NYP 3 months ago. The module? SP4, which is similar to what we call GP (General Paper) in college. Difference is that the discussion topics in class are mostly technical issues relating to chemical and pharmaceutical industries. Controversial topics which have no right or wrong answers. Objective of the module is to develop their technical presentation skills and also to defend and substantial their claims. It was indeed a fun module!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257365420089521410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SPXp_q7btQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/JuJw3bVdK40/s320/Semester+Project+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The lesson started off with a short video clip of &lt;strong&gt;"Thank You for Smoking" &lt;/strong&gt;starring the comedian Aaron Eckhart in 2006. It was a Golden Globe nominated film. What is the relevance? Those who has never seen this show should see it right away...! It effectively exaggerated the power of argument and how an idea can be convincing as long as you have the evidence to support your stand. But the show can be easily misunderstood as "As long as you can bull****, you win" But that is definitely not my point =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iBELC_vxqhI&amp;amp;hl=" width="330" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" color2="0xcd311b" fs="1&amp;amp;color1="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The class is a Year 2 class and hence are much cuter and attentive than I expected. They are responsive and yet not trouble makers. I feel that I can relate to them well also (Hee, think I am less than 10 years older than them lah!). Two more lessons to go for this week, Year 1 class for Physical and Inorganic Chemistry. Class management is really the key to handle Year 1 students, and that is the skill I lack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-5762656627533946329?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5762656627533946329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=5762656627533946329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5762656627533946329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5762656627533946329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-for-listening.html' title='Thank You For Listening'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SPXp_q7btQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/JuJw3bVdK40/s72-c/Semester+Project+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-5341954960194475253</id><published>2008-10-10T21:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T17:21:47.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester, New Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heat exchangers, control valves, piping design, risk assessment... This is what "Projects" means to me all these years. Not forgetting how projects are always associated with ridiculously tight schedules and budgets, and the multi-millions of investment capital which is at stake. Thinking of these runs a sudden chill down my spine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, Projects to me is defined with a whole new meaning. And my first project in NYP turns out to be something I really enjoy since young: Creativity and Design. Of course, my job does not involve the actual design, but I can get to decide the theme, what story the picture tells to its audience, and the selection of picture montage. That is fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255518644013456498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO9aXJ7dXHI/AAAAAAAAANs/zmV4wBeM4wI/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Revamp the existing door mural (above) for School of Chemical &amp;amp; Life Sciences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Budget:&lt;/strong&gt; S$2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Schedule: &lt;/strong&gt;Before school starts on 13th Oct &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Opps, 13th Oct? That is this coming Monday, and you guessed right, my project was "commissioned" today (one weekend before school reopens!) Phew. Here is the product.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255518869195654738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO9akQzFBlI/AAAAAAAAAN0/iV2_U9mGxhA/s320/Image117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was tough to incorporate many concepts into one poster. If you look closely, caption says "Witness Technology Evolves, Right before Your Eyes..." Effervescence from the beakers revealed various fields of biochemical sciences, pharmaceutical processes, chemical engineering, green technology and basic chemistry. And you get to witness all these, in the Q4 labs in NYP! Potential students, anyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am happy and excited about this new look which will greet students on the first day of school =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-5341954960194475253?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5341954960194475253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=5341954960194475253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5341954960194475253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5341954960194475253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-semester-new-look_10.html' title='New Semester, New Look'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO9aXJ7dXHI/AAAAAAAAANs/zmV4wBeM4wI/s72-c/Image021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-5821057039368013780</id><published>2008-10-10T19:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:42:47.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my Daisy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love daisies. They give me a sunny and refreshing feeling. But they are often sadly mistaken for chrysanthemum flowers, which is actually a larger breed of daisies, or so its Chinese name suggest. And because of the showing of Daisy in 2006 starring Jeong Woo-Seong and Jeon Ji-Hyeon, I became even more mesmerised with daisies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255486222581770594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO883-ryKWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/T5_RAdGxTfQ/s320/daisy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One month ago, I received a pot of daisies on my office desk, its just like how the movie goes. But I know who is the sender of cause =), unlike Jeon Ji-Hyeon in Daisy 2006. On the first day, there were three flowers. After a week, there were four. Look how much it flourished under my care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255487312990357314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO893cxcx0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/GDxna6L4joM/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I know flowered pots don't maintain its flourish for long, the flowers grow and die, its a natural cycle. So when the flowers finally withered, I plucked them out and cut away those yellowish leaves. If you see closely there are still young flower buds growing out (left). They looked healthy at first, but after a few weeks (right)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok I admit that I neglected it during my trip and course for two weeks, but I did not expect its life expectancy to be so short! My colleague recommends money plants which thrives well in office conditions. But I do hope to find something more interesting and varied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO8-ZA1HfmI/AAAAAAAAANE/HepbBEETB00/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255487889605099106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO8-ZA1HfmI/AAAAAAAAANE/HepbBEETB00/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO8-vBQcTTI/AAAAAAAAANM/7q0EOlJbOKA/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255488267676831026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO8-vBQcTTI/AAAAAAAAANM/7q0EOlJbOKA/s200/Image115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO8-vBQcTTI/AAAAAAAAANM/7q0EOlJbOKA/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO8-vBQcTTI/AAAAAAAAANM/7q0EOlJbOKA/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-5821057039368013780?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5821057039368013780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=5821057039368013780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5821057039368013780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5821057039368013780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-my-daisy.html' title='Oh my Daisy!'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SO883-ryKWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/T5_RAdGxTfQ/s72-c/daisy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-2697023708680169962</id><published>2008-10-04T17:58:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:09:12.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>Run My Own Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As F1 was roared past the island last weekend, here is the route map for my own "F1 track" to prepare for Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon 2008 (SCSM-10km). *Ta Da!*&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://js.mapmyfitness.com/embed/blogview.html?r=51d7698b865e0bb6eb8c3022ed5c8d92&amp;amp;u=e&amp;amp;t=run" frameborder="0" width="450" height="300"&gt;&lt;find&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marked my humble comeback to this beautiful lake at Pandan Reservoir. We reached the reservoir late at 7am, but surprising it was a good and relaxing run, after nearly 5 months break. And it is still one of my favourite spots for long distance running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Time seems to stop still here. Besides the artificial breakwater rocks, calm waters reflecting the surreal sky of clouds and trees, this place also reeked of occasional smells of Gardenia and Delifrance bread. If you are lucky, you can spot turtles and huge fishes swimming near the water surface. On the softer side, sweet memories filled the area, as my secondary school used to be located opposite the reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOdC_qnVB7I/AAAAAAAAALo/ybbmzgqKyaM/s1600-h/pandan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253241151889409970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOdC_qnVB7I/AAAAAAAAALo/ybbmzgqKyaM/s200/pandan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOdDESssk5I/AAAAAAAAALw/RcGyHMo09JY/s1600-h/pandan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253241231368819602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOdDESssk5I/AAAAAAAAALw/RcGyHMo09JY/s200/pandan3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in my teenage schooldays, no one ever ventured beyond the "2.4km" mark near the first make-shift bridge at the reservoir. Those were the times when we thought we have the best cross country route of all. Some schools run along roads with heavy traffic, around the perimeter of the school compound, or even along large smelly canals. Eeeek. How fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing some research on other running routes in Singapore, in a bid to train for SCSM 2008 on 7th Dec. &lt;em&gt;We are running the 10km category only lah&lt;/em&gt;!! West coast park is a frequent place we go due to the massive shade from overhanging trees and the good terrain. But the last time I was there, the park was filled with posters of Mas Selamat, making the place somewhat shady, figuratively =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOdyF-JoA8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/eKRViCBgD7I/s1600-h/wcp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOdyF-JoA8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/eKRViCBgD7I/s200/wcp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253292937259254722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOd4Cgv2d0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/4YMiduwILo4/s1600-h/wcp5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOd4Cgv2d0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/4YMiduwILo4/s200/wcp5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253299474896680770" /&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;Looks like Bedok is a good candidate to practise on the final runs at 6.2miles, or around 10km. But it can a wee bit too far.. hmm, but it is good to explore, have never been there. Maybe the air is really better in the east? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://js.mapmyfitness.com/embed/blogview.html?r=ea37d6ef0a09e05aa407093293ff0152&amp;u=e&amp;t=run" height="300px" width="450px" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapmyrun.com/run/singapore/singapore/514719345"&gt;Run at Bedok Reservoir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapmyrun.com/find-run/singapore/singapore"&gt;Find more Runs in Singapore, Singapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;!-- MMF PARTNER TOOL --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wondered how marathoners can run without music. They must have magnificent mental strength.. I think I would have given up at the 2km without my Josh Groban and Piano Spas. Heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-2697023708680169962?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2697023708680169962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=2697023708680169962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/2697023708680169962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/2697023708680169962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/f1-was-just-roaring-through-this-island.html' title='Run My Own Race'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOdC_qnVB7I/AAAAAAAAALo/ybbmzgqKyaM/s72-c/pandan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-3341791259926271811</id><published>2008-10-01T12:06:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:28:53.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During Monday's &lt;em&gt;Beyond Words&lt;/em&gt; workshop at SP, we were made to draw anything under the sun using markers and crayons in just 5min. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must say it is very therapeutic to let my imaginations run wild and draw like a kid. Below is my proud production (middle picture).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOL7Omfuv_I/AAAAAAAAALA/l3Mp8NmKMi0/s1600-h/boo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOL9-ayFKjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Cfe-O5GCF84/s1600-h/boo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252039364250511922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="198" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOL9-ayFKjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Cfe-O5GCF84/s320/boo2.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOL4xZfswzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xE_LN6w88ns/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252033643008541490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOL4xZfswzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xE_LN6w88ns/s200/Image095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252033933555307938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOL5CT3claI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wKAAJ_o40Ig/s200/IMG_0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOL712P5DhI/AAAAAAAAALI/CQ43pMjhYBo/s1600-h/boo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Argh... Its been some time since I watched Monster Inc. and I got the colour code all wrong. Now I know Boo wears a pink coveralls pyjamas, purple slacks with white sneakers. Seems like Yuan looks more like Boo than my drawing... heehee. Time to grow your hair into 2 cute ponies, Yuan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Yuan: "Its Mummy who keep cutting my hair! Boo!")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-3341791259926271811?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3341791259926271811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=3341791259926271811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/3341791259926271811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/3341791259926271811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-boo.html' title='Happy Boo!'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOL9-ayFKjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Cfe-O5GCF84/s72-c/boo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-8950811818928278222</id><published>2008-10-01T00:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T10:22:10.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity in a Turmoil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOJWABBnu2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/jRWcrdXySNI/s1600-h/wall_street_roller_coaster.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251854673742642018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOJWABBnu2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/jRWcrdXySNI/s200/wall_street_roller_coaster.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This morning my eyes were glued to TV Mobile. Last night, NYSE tumbled the worst since The Great Depression, as the US house of parliament rejected the bailout bill of US$700B. Dow Jones dipped by a historic rate of -7%, Citigroup by -12%, ExxonMobil by -10%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The world seemed to be entering into a complete turmoil. And so am I, when I suddenly realised that I left my hp at home!?! I panicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first thing I thought of was how I can contact Desmond as we are meeting tonight. Then I wondered if someone from the school or my vendor will call me (God! the sense of urgency from EM days is still with me!). I also needed to call the Chinese doctor to confirm my appointment later this evening. So many things to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I reach SP, I went to the staff office to beg for a desk phone to call Desmond. During lunch, I borrowed another phone at the reception to call my Chinese doctor. After training, I used a public phone to call Desmond to inform him of the time of my arrival. ~&lt;em&gt;Job done~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the anxiety to make calls set in, a strong sense of tranquility overcame me. Throughout the day, there was no hp to lose, no silent mode to switch to, no constant checking of missed calls and receiving of junk SMS. I was able to concentrate on my training, and no longer fidgeting with that candy bar. It was a surprisingly pleasant and serene feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember that some time ago Serena told me that she does not wear watches on weekends. That was when we were colleagues in EM and everyday was spent fighting one war after another. So on weekends, she said it is therapeutic to lose track of time, sink yourself in whatever you are doing, and enjoy...just like a child. I find this comment intriguing,&lt;em&gt; in fact who cares about wearing a watch these days, when all you really need is your hp.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At that time, I did not think that the same concept can be applied to hp. But after today, I was convinced that technology does not have such a strong power over me, after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-8950811818928278222?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8950811818928278222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=8950811818928278222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8950811818928278222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8950811818928278222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/serenity-in-turmoil.html' title='Serenity in a Turmoil'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SOJWABBnu2I/AAAAAAAAAKg/jRWcrdXySNI/s72-c/wall_street_roller_coaster.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-758391279141886825</id><published>2008-09-28T21:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:32:43.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? Lee Hyori?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really know who is Lee Hyori. But at 83% resemblance, she sure looks good to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition"&gt;&lt;img height="550" src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/L/storage/site1/files/75/57/52/755752_7434580f58fd84mz4pqn13.JPG" width="475" 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/7365006227953672495-758391279141886825?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/758391279141886825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=758391279141886825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/758391279141886825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/758391279141886825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-lee-hyori.html' title='Me? Lee Hyori?'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-2259285466181469097</id><published>2008-09-27T08:44:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:31:59.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>熱浪回憶錄(下集) - Redang Trip (Part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;This trip has too many elements to be explained in details. Let me summarise in terms in starfishes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maximum&lt;/span&gt; 5 starfishes for perfect quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#1. Transportation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motion sickness was not much of a problem for me. Instead, I suffered severe stiff neck due to the discomfort of the 25-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;seater&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Konsortium&lt;/span&gt; bus. Ferry ride was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, given the calm seas and air con which was set at just the right temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We chose a humble room to save on money so that we can spend more for other activities, hence I did not have high expectations. Credits to 4 free mineral water bottles and 24hrs telecast of &lt;&lt;夏日麼麼茶&gt;&gt; on Channel 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#3. General Facilities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another very humble setup at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Laguna&lt;/span&gt;. There is only one small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;souvenir&lt;/span&gt; shop at More More Tea Inn, a mini pub/bar and a buffet restaurant. Swimming pool was not impressive either, compared to the one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bintan&lt;/span&gt; which have a underwater pool bar and two meandering pool slides. And due to the non existent road transport to other resorts, you are pretty much confined to the same resort for 3 days. This place is not for the party animals, the elderly or children in tow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#4. Snorkeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This must be the part I enjoyed the most. Instructors are friendly and humorous, and the deep sea snorkeling for 2 days were fun-filled. Marine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hotpark&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;strong&gt;MUST &lt;/strong&gt;visit site, where we mingled with the fishes in the sea at 零點距離 and took underwater photographs at RM$5 per picture. Snorkel equipment is cheap too at RM$20 for both days and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;RM&lt;/span&gt;$2 pack of bread is enough to attract the N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;emos&lt;/span&gt; and box fishes to nimble on you all day. It turned out to be a good workout too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-62.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791338699874&amp;amp;site=widget-62.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#5. Massage Centre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;A foot reflexology at RM$60 on the first night sent me straight into La La Land in the first 15 min. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Masseurs&lt;/span&gt; look professional and friendly, interior of the centre is scarcely decorated, except for the Kenny G CD playing in the background. The full body massage at RM$120 on the second night was an outright disappointment as my therapist seemed to be purely gently rubbing with the Johnson &amp;amp; Johnson baby oil at my back rather than focusing on the massage itself. But I am still sore over the fact that there is no spa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;facilities&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Laguna&lt;/span&gt;, as I was looking forward to a full set of body scrub/ wrap and aromatherapy prior to the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#6. Scenery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing beats the crimson sunset, and the clearly tiered sea lines which transists from sandy-brown to turquoise to ocean blue. Beach is unpolluted and water is crystal clear. On a lucky day, large and beautiful fishes swim to the main shore and you can feed them at just knee height. Due to the humble setup, there is also no huge crowd of tourists or drunk party gangs, which adds points to its serenity. However, due to the abundance of sea shells and corals on the shore, there is a high potential of sharps and tripping hazard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#7. Overall &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="20" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1637/1637917d7lus0msa5.gif" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;The trip did not score on physical attributes but more on the softer sides such as a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;esthetics&lt;/span&gt; and new experiences. So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;why is there such a high overall rating? Because my company is worth 5 starfishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-41.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791338738497&amp;amp;site=widget-41.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-2259285466181469097?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2259285466181469097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=2259285466181469097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/2259285466181469097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/2259285466181469097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/redang-trip-part-ii.html' title='熱浪回憶錄(下集) - Redang Trip (Part II)'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-7872715646671687240</id><published>2008-09-26T07:53:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:59:24.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>熱浪回憶錄(上集) - Redang Trip (Part I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the first time that I visited this beautiful island of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Redang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. For those people who are as "山龜" as me, I will be sharing some information I learnt during the trip. Instead of the usual R&amp;amp;R, there was so much educational value for this resort such that I felt like a Primary School kid who just attended an excursion =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The road and ferry trip there took 12hrs. So we spent 24 hrs in all just on transportation alone! But by looking at the picturesque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;views&lt;/span&gt;, I guess it is all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-a3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791338668707&amp;amp;site=widget-a3.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules to Follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#1. Do not collect dead or alive material, including seashells, corals, fishes and even sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penalty: RM$20,000 fine and 2 years imprisonment **dun play play!!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#2. Do not book facilities like spa or diving packages in another resort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; road transport between resorts in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Redang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The only way to travel from one resort to another is to charter a boat via sea which cost RM$350 per trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#3. Do not miss your ferry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last ferry to Mainland is at 12pm everyday. If you miss that ferry, chartering a boat back is charged at RM$2,000 per trip (one way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fast Facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#1. There are occasional sharks which will swim to shallow waters. But they don't bite as they have no teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#2. Malaysia government discontinued the use of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;snorkeling&lt;/span&gt; flippers for tourists due to massive destruction of the corals by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;flippers&lt;/span&gt; in recent years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#3. Corals take approximately 10 years to grow a 1cm in length&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#4. The original More More Tea Inn in year 2000's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; movie &lt;&lt;夏日麼麼茶&gt;&gt; was torn down and rebuilt at the right corner of the beach. The original location of the inn now stands &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Laguna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Resort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#5. There is florescence sand which is visible at night where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;plankton&lt;/span&gt; surfaced at the damp stretch of the coast line. Just pick up a pack of sand, rub with your hands and the grains will glow in blue **wow, but I have not tried**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Surprise Findings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently, spa is only available at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Berjaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Resort which is "miles" away. There is only a massage centre which offers full body and foot reflexology at a reasonable price in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Laguna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Resort **very disappointed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#2. There are only a few restaurants here, and not much variety of food. All buffet meals are served at a restaurant at the second floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#3. There are 4 beds in the room we booked: 2 single beds and 1 double bed. They are actually proper good size beds and not just mattresses or sofa-beds. 4 persons can bunk into the same room, with considerable amount of moving space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-7872715646671687240?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7872715646671687240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=7872715646671687240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7872715646671687240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/7872715646671687240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/redang-trip-part-i.html' title='熱浪回憶錄(上集) - Redang Trip (Part I)'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-8191314550282214279</id><published>2008-09-21T17:41:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:51:51.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>想 [ 當 年 ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is an interesting shop in China Square Building 2nd level, which I stumbled upon this morning. At first glance the small shop looks like a junk ship full of second hand and unwanted goods. Although there is a huge spread of items, they are all categorised neatly in piles or stacks. As I took a closer look, treasures from the 50s to the 80s were but everywhere. I was so excited that I took pictures of all those items which I find nostalgic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the photos on the wall, the shopkeeper seems to be a prominent and high ranking figure in the Singapore Scouts Society. Many local and overseas celebrities have also visited his shop. He took photos with ministers and the president as well. Luckily the shopkeeper was exceptionally busy today and did not notice me snapping pictures away. And out of my expectations he actually have a website for his shop at http://www.viewpointtrading.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791338262504&amp;amp;site=widget-e8.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is no price tag for all items in the shop. Well I guess antiques, no matter what are they, appreciate at various rates with time. And some of them are not even for sale. The one closest to heart will have to be the 1st generation Singapore Broadcasting Centre 电视广播周刊 which I used to read when I was in primary school. As I flipped the pages, the magazine is still in very good condition and still reeked of the familiar yellow paper smell. And the price tag in the 80s? 60 cents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-8191314550282214279?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8191314550282214279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=8191314550282214279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8191314550282214279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8191314550282214279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_21.html' title='想 [ 當 年 ]'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-1665522782544910512</id><published>2008-09-20T14:01:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:16:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okaeri Nasai~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNSTUvvV5EI/AAAAAAAAAH4/a2D0gj7iH_0/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247981450415170626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNSTUvvV5EI/AAAAAAAAAH4/a2D0gj7iH_0/s200/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday evening at Changi Airport T3 is serene and peaceful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow I got the feeling that T3 is overdesigned, with less than 20% of the check-in booths in operation when I was there yesterday. But it was as clean and majestic as about 8 months ago, when I was there on its opening day on 9th Jan. But not many more shops were opened, compared to in Jan, which surprised me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway this is first time I am at T3 in the daytime, so I went to the viewing mall to observe the planes which I did not get to do so when I was there at night. As usual it was packed with school students "&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNSfBf7qwgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZEGbmakJSnw/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247994313893921282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNSfBf7qwgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZEGbmakJSnw/s200/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;trying" to study but the view was indeed quite magnificent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, Desmond was not aware that I would be here, so this was meant to be a surprise... Unfortunately I let the cat out of the bag when he phoned me after he landed =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desmond's flight landed at 505pm, but he did not appear at the arrival hall until half an hour later, when I spotted a man snapping photos curiously with his phone camera. It must be him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As he walked out with his luggage towards me, I had an overwhelmed feeling. What is supposed to be a week long of duty in Guangzhou, really feels like a month. See how ecstatic he is to be home =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I got a present for him! Part I of the present was a white fluffy monkey with a curly wiley tail and a shy bashful face. I find it so cute that I have to get it for him. It also fits the theme of his new blog, which is gemini-monkey-journal. The only heart-ache of the journey back is that the trip from airport to Bishan on a maxi cab cost nearly $30, which I thought was exorbitant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247991950549687058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNSc37yfmxI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QPwlMHJU9sY/s200/19092008480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247991830618047026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNScw9AkAjI/AAAAAAAAAJw/tKQKTc6eOC8/s200/19092008479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Part II of the present is a 8-piece fine chocolate which I made (Yes I did!) in NYP workshop on Thursday. It has a green tea or a orange filling. The final product does not look that professional though, but the taste? Still ok lah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247994016540537458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNSewMNGMnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/eaVbrX_pWTE/s200/19092008484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Demond lost 2 kilos during the trip; he said he owned it to the low carbo diet he has been keeping for the past 7 days. I wish he had lost more though... but now he is at a prosperous 88kg... Keep it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-1665522782544910512?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1665522782544910512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=1665522782544910512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/1665522782544910512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/1665522782544910512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/okaeri-nasai.html' title='Okaeri Nasai~'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNSTUvvV5EI/AAAAAAAAAH4/a2D0gj7iH_0/s72-c/Image027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6470748873287851228</id><published>2008-09-18T20:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:41:48.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Me Up, Before You Go Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNJT6V9q5GI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vvW9Z32Vl4U/s1600-h/mrt1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247348777633375330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNJT6V9q5GI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vvW9Z32Vl4U/s200/mrt1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Station: 605pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was another start of a 37 min &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ride from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; East. I don't know why, but I have always enjoyed deep sleep on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trains and I was exceptionally exhausted today. Even with bustling commuters around me, the short nap perks me up to continue the rest of my long journey home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must have dozed off at Yew Tee. It will be another good 10min before I need to alight at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to change to the west bound train to Boon Lay~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gombak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" came the next announcement. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Subconsciously&lt;/span&gt;, I thought I heard this announcement twice. I opened my eyes and the train was packed right to its brim. Cannot be. Just now at Yew Tee, the train was only half full. What is happening? Time: 700pm. I got up fast and squeezed past the sardines of people in front of me to alight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder how I could have missed the lengthy announcement made when train is approaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;JE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; station; and what I would have done if I see a lady sleeping through a terminal station. Maybe my fellow commuters were too eager to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hussel&lt;/span&gt; out of the train. Maybe the train was so packed that I merged perfectly with the mad rush of incoming batch of passengers. Or maybe I look like one of those who rushed into the train to grap for a seat, just to fall IMMEDIATELY asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe Singaporeans just don't have time to notice people around them anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe my expectation is too high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6470748873287851228?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6470748873287851228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6470748873287851228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6470748873287851228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6470748873287851228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/wake-me-up-before-you-go-go.html' title='Wake Me Up, Before You Go Go'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SNJT6V9q5GI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vvW9Z32Vl4U/s72-c/mrt1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-290054025723417642</id><published>2008-09-14T18:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:59:07.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Strawberry Shortcake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It has always been a joy celebrating sis's birthday. Not only because it falls on Singapore National Day; but this time round, we had a record of 7 members of the family in the birthday cake photo! Could have been 8 but Desmond was helping with the photo taking. By the way, this is a delayed post, as I got the photos only today =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yuan has grown fond of blowing candles. She even mastered the full "Happy Birthday" song for Mummy, and happily sang it the whole day long. Before the cake cutting, I was teaching her some Maths. I asked her how many candles should there be on the cake since Mummy is 31. After much negotiation with Yuan, we decided that it should be three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 327px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-9f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791337597855&amp;amp;site=widget-9f.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But during the actual candle lighting, my parents thought that one candle is simple enough. That's why the initial photo was taken with only one lighted candle. And here comes Yuan's protests, who refuses to carry on with the celebration unless there are three candles. Of course she won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bought the Strawberry Shortcake from Prima Deli. Why SS? Actually it was a close fight between SS and Dora The Explorer which is Yuan's favourite character. SS because the cake design was bright and cheery. Also, it brings back memories of me and my sister when we were young, when we collected everything from SS wallets, stickers and pencil cases. I was surprised they still have this design after so many years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-290054025723417642?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/290054025723417642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=290054025723417642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/290054025723417642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/290054025723417642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/strawberry-shortcake.html' title='Strawberry Shortcake'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-5450355638549934366</id><published>2008-09-13T14:13:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:14:41.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Lanterns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMtlRZq0olI/AAAAAAAAAHA/s2Ut2uoHHec/s1600-h/09092008239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245397540625752658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMtlRZq0olI/AAAAAAAAAHA/s2Ut2uoHHec/s200/09092008239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, Desmond was off to Guangzhou, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dongguan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for his first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FIBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; International Referee Duty. He is going there for a week, having buffet for 3 meals a day, 7 days a week. I hope I can still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;recognise&lt;/span&gt; him when he is back =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On 9 Sept, 3 days before he set off, we had an impromptu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Mid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Autumn&lt;/span&gt; Festival Celebration @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vivocity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a Tuesday night, hence the alfresco deck of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vivocity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is pretty quiet. Quiet was good as we do not want to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We found an open area near Mr Snowman and started taking out our gadgets, sticks, candles, lanterns and lighter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMtaq0V3xjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gnNh6A4GVJk/s1600-h/09092008239.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245398019970530114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMtltTXhe0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Gng4k5siWv0/s200/09092008248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It turned out that the lighting at the deck was so dim that nobody can really see this two bashful and childish adults trying to indulge in a childhood activity. The dim atmosphere also turned out to be a blessing as the photos turned out to be really bright and colourful. Credits to Desmond's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nokia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; N82.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245398179284422722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMtl2k26kEI/AAAAAAAAAHY/uN1m8cFh3Es/s200/09092008253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desmond lit 3 paper lanterns, red, pink and green, and it was really difficult as the wind was STRONG. We then made a contingency plan that if the wind were to blow the lanterns &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;topsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;turvy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, such that the flame burns the paper lantern, (the cylinder is really small in diameter!), I will throw them to the space in front of us and Desmond will use his big fat foot to step on the flames. When we successfully lit up the candles, there was announcement sound through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Vivocity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; PA system. We thought the security spotted us on their CCTV playing with fire. Momentarily we panicked. Luckily nothing of that sort happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMtfcGSG6oI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JRnekyV-CdY/s1600-h/09092008258.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had to do a presentation tomorrow morning, hence we did not stay too long. When we were about to leave,&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMtmBwavobI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EHlUYR1VPNE/s1600-h/09092008258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245398371366052274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMtmBwavobI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EHlUYR1VPNE/s200/09092008258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a gush of wind toppled the pink and red lanterns to the ground. Flame was extinguished immediately. No passer by around us was hurt. Phew. We were left with the green one, which we extinguished manually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nowadays, lantern carrying seem to be the activity for the privileged young. No adults become excited in it anymore. Maybe because it looked childish. Or we simply have no time and energy. Even the children carry battery operated ones. Are bulbs and music coming out from the lantern really more fun and interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did not remember seeing a moon on Tuesday, no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mooncakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; tea were prepared as well. But atmosphere created was really heartwarming. It brought me back to my childhood days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for bringing these memories back to me. Wish you have a safe and fulfilling trip, Desmond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-5450355638549934366?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5450355638549934366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=5450355638549934366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5450355638549934366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/5450355638549934366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/paper-lanterns.html' title='Paper Lanterns'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMtlRZq0olI/AAAAAAAAAHA/s2Ut2uoHHec/s72-c/09092008239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-9088707084634778934</id><published>2008-09-06T15:53:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:58:31.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>I Love Home Cooked Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMs1WVFmTcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IDgVcPXhvUw/s1600-h/MdohfeHMP9.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245344848737095106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMs1WVFmTcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IDgVcPXhvUw/s320/MdohfeHMP9.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I had my first taste of home cooked food during lunch, in more than a week. Actually it is just a simple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;porridge&lt;/span&gt; meal with chicken, fish and vegetables. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; ingredients. But it tasted very special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mum was sick since last Friday; she was down with a very serious cough, flu, fever and sore throat. In fact, she was so delirious that I thought she has some mild memory loss and slight hallucination. What was worst was she has multiple allergies to drugs like penicillin/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;panadol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We suspected she got the flu virus from Dad, who just recovered less than 3 days ago. It was a costly oversight on my side for not quarantining them at night, as her immunity is very low due to the multiple drugs she is taking. I MUST remember to do that next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The first GP we see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seem to alleviate her condition much. Desperate as she still had bouts of fever, we went to her oncologist since she will know what kind of medicine goes well with her routine drugs.True enough, the $300 (!!!) fees for medicine + consultation worked magic on her, though she still took nearly 6 days to regain proper strength and vitality. On Thursday, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;starting&lt;/span&gt; her daily nagging again, and even managed to go for her regular &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; session. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Amitaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245451429177757746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMuWSIK0kDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ej3uHrkFFSk/s320/Img022A.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But for the past week, I suffered big time. Both me and Dad cannot even hold kitchen utensils well, so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want to make ourselves suffer even more by cooking. Two of the days, I had my packed dinner at a nearby hawker with Dad and one evening's dinner was spent at "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;NYP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Other days I ate with Desmond after work. And I must really say that the hawkers in Singapore really need to work on their recipes to cook up a proper "balanced" meal. Their high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;carbohydrates&lt;/span&gt; and protein dishes certainly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; work well on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am the sort who cant live without plenty of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;greens&lt;/span&gt; on my plate. And the amount of veges I took for the whole week may be equivalent to what I took for lunch today. I also find myself walking aimlessly. without an idea in mind for dinner, looking for nutritious food. I cannot imagine if I ever need to do this on a long term basis. Maybe I should seriously start learning to cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So glad that she is well and up now; and of course has resumed her head-chef status. Will be dining at home tonight too. And I am very looking forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-9088707084634778934?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9088707084634778934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=9088707084634778934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/9088707084634778934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/9088707084634778934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-home-cooked-food.html' title='I Love Home Cooked Food'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMs1WVFmTcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IDgVcPXhvUw/s72-c/MdohfeHMP9.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6220472522154602518</id><published>2008-09-05T00:04:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:58:15.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><title type='text'>My Love Affair with Scrapbooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I did not expect to fall in love this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Especially when this is a rather costly hobby, and also demands a lot of time and concentration. I inherited my first set of tools and "scraps" from my sis in May, and it initially started as pastime as time was in indeed in my hands. And believe me, my first scraps was horrendous. What you see below is an improved version from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inaugurate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-eb.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791337600747&amp;amp;site=widget-eb.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess in the end it was the motivation to complete my first anniversary present for Desmond which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;persevered&lt;/span&gt; me to the end, completing about 30 pages of scrapbooks in almost a month. But my pockets were severely burnt too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;To many, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; is an time-wasting, arty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;farty&lt;/span&gt; tool, tailor-made for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tai&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tais&lt;/span&gt; to spend their lazy afternoons with. I beg to differ. For one thing, not all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tai&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tais&lt;/span&gt; have the patience and passion to complete this task. It takes a lot of perseverance to choose material, pick colours, select photos and create a good theme. In fact I think the last element is the most crucial and most difficult. I can still remember how many hours I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;spend&lt;/span&gt; at "Made with Love" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Laine's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Papeterie&lt;/span&gt;" to select cheap and good materials. Desperation even drove me to "Spotlight" which surprisingly sells economical versions of those sold at the two shops. I spent so much time, emphasising on the details, analysing the value for money and finally restrict myself to get only those material I really needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;At last, my efforts paid off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My favourite will have to be this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242207575158134706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMAQA-Qpl7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/e_9rjKHgMxY/s320/n556395044_3322575_8140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242207578118567138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMAQBJSeNOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6Ybw6Lvk2Wc/s320/n556395044_3322573_7583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It took me about one whole day to finish and it is the second time I did one which can be hang up on the wall. I especially like the lace details. And of course, this went straight to my dearest =). The first hanging scrap was actually a 32&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; anniversary one for my parents, inspired by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nostalgic&lt;/span&gt; post on &lt;a href="http://www.madewithlove.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.madewithlove.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242205250292508738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMAN5pdfaEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ky9qZuDZiHo/s320/n556395044_3300084_4897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I manage to do one for my dear niece Paige, just before I started work. I managed to use some recycled material too (the stems of the flowers are from the handles of a paper bag). Actually I like it a lot, it has a great theme and a nice colour combination. And she is REALLY a gorgeous little angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMAOefb49tI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6Mo1q7_O-uQ/s1600-h/n556395044_3355375_9081.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMAOe2aIKAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gtxhwyEbvnY/s1600-h/n556395044_3355380_596.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242207872560221506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMAQSSK1TUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vmdmugfOQTg/s320/n556395044_3355375_9081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242207879488429394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMAQSr-pXVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/IKOvxjrqOzM/s320/n556395044_3355380_596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been a quite long while since I last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;scrapbooked&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe 2 months? Now my tool box, and remaining material are all lying quietly in one corner on my working table. About there. I hope that patience and time will be on my side, and I can start indulging, again. And my inspiration has just arrived: Baby Matthew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6220472522154602518?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6220472522154602518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6220472522154602518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6220472522154602518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6220472522154602518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-love-affair-with-scrapbooks.html' title='My Love Affair with Scrapbooks'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMAQA-Qpl7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/e_9rjKHgMxY/s72-c/n556395044_3322575_8140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-6682244155468215129</id><published>2008-09-04T11:28:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:57:55.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>圈圈。圆圆。圈圈</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMABCla-jMI/AAAAAAAAACc/JF0SSL1QOWE/s1600-h/n714692984_1234655_7466.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242191110175886530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMABCla-jMI/AAAAAAAAACc/JF0SSL1QOWE/s200/n714692984_1234655_7466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; 别误会，这栏不是有关林俊杰的江南，而是我两个侄儿名字的缩写 =）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;小小源泉就快两个月大了！上两个星期看到他，也明显的“发福”了许多，也比他姐姐爱喝奶，真令人疼爱！有时，他的招牌“无影手”还依稀可见，可是却老是让我以为他在发抖擞。但他现在总是贪睡，醒着的时间不多。除此之外，源泉与姐姐小时候，实在是难以分辨。以下照片为证!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMACvMaZtRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ft52gajAIjI/s1600-h/goGtY2hcEG.jpeg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242192976068326674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMACvMaZtRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ft52gajAIjI/s200/goGtY2hcEG.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;小思源对于她这新降临的弟弟似乎没什么大抗拒。。反而显露出兴奋新奇的心情，也跟平常一样蹦蹦跳跳的。她也好像突然长大了， 知道泉泉才是baby， 有特权哭闹撒&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;娇耍脾气， 而她，已经是小大人咯！那天，她要求我帮她画画，题目是“我的一家人”，我随手涂鸦了Andrew, Jasmine 和小思源，便问她：“家里还有谁呀？”，她立即回答：“还有爷爷，奶奶，大姑姑，二姑姑。。”“家里还有一个在睡觉的是谁啊？”经过了一阵子的纠缠，小思源才娇滴滴地说：“还有源泉咯！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMADLsz4NJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JZmTQeSFZ7c/s1600-h/n714692984_1268005_9553.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242193465801454738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMADLsz4NJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JZmTQeSFZ7c/s200/n714692984_1268005_9553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;他们的世界是简单，纯洁的，所说的话也是发自内心的。对我而言，这是每个小孩最讨人喜欢的一面。可能唯一能让人受到威胁的就是他们说流就流的眼泪，而且他们也知道用在谁身上最管用，这应算是他们最狡猾的武器吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;单纯无邪的童年时光，真令人又羡慕，又回味。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-6682244155468215129?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6682244155468215129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=6682244155468215129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6682244155468215129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/6682244155468215129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='圈圈。圆圆。圈圈'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SMABCla-jMI/AAAAAAAAACc/JF0SSL1QOWE/s72-c/n714692984_1234655_7466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7365006227953672495.post-8156532501611235006</id><published>2008-09-02T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:16:12.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SL1NgUW-WsI/AAAAAAAAABc/52Uf5Gz0W7Q/s1600-h/Photo-0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241430758945348290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SL1NgUW-WsI/AAAAAAAAABc/52Uf5Gz0W7Q/s200/Photo-0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;To all the 有缘人 out there！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to my blog! Suddenly I was prompted to start a blog after talking to colleagues and reading some interesting blogs. Hopefully in time to come, this can become an inspirational blog for many =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This blog will be about my life and my loves. I always believe that we should live life simple, and it is nothing but a race against yourself, not with anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometime ago, I learnt from a friend: "Life is full of unexpectations... so the worth of it is not measured by the number of breathes we take, but the moments which take our breathes away... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do hope, I will continue to have countless of those moments to share with all of my dear friends here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7365006227953672495-8156532501611235006?l=safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8156532501611235006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7365006227953672495&amp;postID=8156532501611235006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8156532501611235006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7365006227953672495/posts/default/8156532501611235006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://safeinyourembrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>巧和</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03708588582040347898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/TN4T0eRVGnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GrYuysMKtnw/S220/myself5.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xv7Labxogsg/SL1NgUW-WsI/AAAAAAAAABc/52Uf5Gz0W7Q/s72-c/Photo-0122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
