<?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-8645783896520842487</id><updated>2011-07-31T13:39:28.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-1289455442145685060</id><published>2009-12-03T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:04:25.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ouch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just spent over $200 to have needles inserted into my body! ouch! I'm hurting not because of the holes on my body but the big fat hole in my pocket (no bday present for beans!). Had h1n1 vaccine on Sunday, had acupuncture yesterday and had my 2nd dose of HepA , 2 blood test today :( ouch ouch ouch.... I need buy insurance soon so that when I can old and sickly, I don't have to spend so much of my own money on medial expense :( yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&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/8645783896520842487-1289455442145685060?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/1289455442145685060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=1289455442145685060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1289455442145685060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1289455442145685060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/12/ouch-i-just-spent-over-200-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-639099067642551873</id><published>2009-11-25T14:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:06:56.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suddenly miss my Dad..  I miss him asking me how school is. I miss talking to him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geri's uncle came to pick us up from school yesterday and on the way home, he was asking her about her exams, asking her about school. It then reminded me that I haven't had this kind of conversation with my Dad for a very long while and I will never have the chance to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It somehow doesn't feel like my Dad had passed away. I can still feel his presence around me. His car is still around, his clothes are still in the cupboard, his bag, his laptop, none of his belongings has yet to be removed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe someone can tell me that my dad will come home one day?? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;xoxo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;just had the urge to pen down my feelings.. don't worry my dear friends(: i am fine((: gotta get back to reality..to my books :((((( sobs even more (: (i'm not schizophrenic  or whatever k. ha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/8645783896520842487-639099067642551873?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/639099067642551873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=639099067642551873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/639099067642551873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/639099067642551873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-sudden-miss-my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-1153847154401868891</id><published>2009-11-22T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:14:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Think about it...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things i took home from a seminar (by Harv Eker) I went recently which I think is worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The most 3 dangerous words- "I know that"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time you say those 3 words, every time you tell yourself "i know that", your mind turns off and you stop learning. Is that what's stopping us from reaching our full potential? Sometimes it's difficult to admit that we are not in the known of something but very often (or all the time), it is not what we don't know that that is stopping us from reaching our full potential &lt;b&gt;but it is what we know that just ain't so&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this is so true. And so it's time to humble ourselves, let go of our unsupportive ways of being, listen, and learn (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What are my beliefs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My beliefs are my interpretations of incidents.. and they jolly well may be my misinterpretations of incidents. And so if they are, these beliefs can color ones' view of everything he/she sees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The way I see it is the way it is" - isn't this thought familiar? Many people don't see the world as it is but rather, we see it as we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3."Nothing has meaning, except the meaning we give it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4."You are your own decision"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm. Any comments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;xoxo&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/b&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/8645783896520842487-1153847154401868891?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/1153847154401868891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=1153847154401868891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1153847154401868891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1153847154401868891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/11/think-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-2868162722076161667</id><published>2009-11-11T23:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T05:53:22.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Hero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was just looking through my brother's pictures on his facebook. He look so happy in all his photos esp the ones at the soccer match. I know he is a big fan of soccer and I am glad that he now has the chance to watch the match live:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am happy that he is on exchange now. He deserves to be enjoying himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As the eldest son in the family, my parents expected a lot from him, expected him to be more responsible and more independent, my Dad was a lot more strict with him. It may also seem to others that the girls in the family were better taken care of, more pampered or were showed more leniency. Despite all these, my brother never grumbled nor gave any sign of dissatisfaction. Instead, he rose to take over the role as head of our family(: we all (mum and dad included) grew to be needy of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was during my Dad's wake that I saw the strongest side of him.  It was he who held the family together. He took charge of everything that needed to be done, he protected and cared for my mum, my sister and I. He was like superman...! When I was tired, he was there to ease my fatigue. When I cried, he was there to console me. When I was stressed, he was there to listen. No matter how tired he gets, he pushes on.. Until today, he still constantly spring checks on us and on the company..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just by watching him do everything for our family gives me so much strength and motivation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SvrbkcTBwZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Z2u2XgpcHRQ/s400/10956_511464012082_222100610_545121_1217536_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402872122102104466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every other being pale in comparison with you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yan&lt;br /&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/8645783896520842487-2868162722076161667?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/2868162722076161667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=2868162722076161667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2868162722076161667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2868162722076161667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-hero-i-was-just-looking-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SvrbkcTBwZI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Z2u2XgpcHRQ/s72-c/10956_511464012082_222100610_545121_1217536_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-1319654140052029266</id><published>2009-11-10T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:30:04.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Vanilla Ice Cream Cone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have seen me anytime from last week, you probably would have heard my constant demand for ice cream. :) Finally had my vanilla ice cream cone yesterday at Udders. It was good because I wanted to eat some light and it wasn't too creamy rich:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thinking of vanilla ice cream now and i want more more more!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you for the flowers!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8645783896520842487-1319654140052029266?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/1319654140052029266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=1319654140052029266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1319654140052029266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1319654140052029266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/11/vanilla-ice-cream-cone-if-you-have-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-266602241831564453</id><published>2009-11-08T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:00:54.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The big count down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;20 Days to my first paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;26 Days to my last paper and to my last day in NUS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;27 Days to Bernice's birthday (Please choose a birthday party over an ipod!@#$%)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;31 Days to free flow at butter &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mugging season has started and the library is now our 2nd home (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&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/8645783896520842487-266602241831564453?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/266602241831564453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=266602241831564453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/266602241831564453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/266602241831564453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-count-down-20-days-to-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-8599805104846717253</id><published>2009-11-07T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:52:36.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;(: smile a sunny morning (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nowadays I feel like I want to blog about the happy things that happened in my life more than lamenting over unhappy things. I was so busy over the past week. I find it quite a feat though, that I managed to accomplished what I was supposed to do. (: All thanks to the friends around me who can allow me to cast all my responsibilities behind and just enjoy each other's company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. Poh is always springing surprises and I never ever know what to expect from him. Got a call from him late last night which I thought was quite nice. Right now I'm thinking...  How running not only brought me so much fond memories, but also bestowed me with a great deal of true friends I am thankful for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know my day will be good day even when I have to get back to my books(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8645783896520842487-8599805104846717253?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/8599805104846717253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=8599805104846717253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/8599805104846717253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/8599805104846717253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/11/smile-sunny-morning-nowadays-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-939523462319164669</id><published>2009-11-06T13:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:14:36.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Happy 65th Birthday Mr Loh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Very very happy because I got to spend some time with loh and the girls. It is when you wake up so willingly in the morning to travel to Tampines  that makes you know how much really care about someone (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My relationship (haha. there aint no better words to use) with Mr Loh, although now great, hasn't been a smooth one at all. I started to train him when I was sec 4 and within a few months, we participated in our first international meet. We trained almost 6 times a week and sometime twice a day.. Our training group grew closer, we become stronger and our timings improved. We failed to go for Sea Games that year but we continued training hard together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was on my best form (highly motivated!) when I was in JC 1 and JC2. During these 2 years with loh, I improved tremendously.  We girls trained very hard, studied hard, played hard, traveled to compete very often and a lot of time together. We were focused and motivated.  In late J2, tension grew between some girls in the group and Mr Loh. I was caught in the middle which I felt had strained my relationship (to a slight extent) with loh and the other girls. We didn't qualify for Sea Games so we stopped training (around Sept) and concentrated on our exams. It was only in late December that I contacted loh again to tell him that I am quitting track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got back to running again in Feb when Mr Paul encouraged me to. I competed under wings which started a string of misunderstanding.. Anyway, was back in the national junior squad to prepare for SEA Junior in June. I remember that I didn't speak a word to siaomei, choo and zt even though we were one relay team (in which communication among the team is v important). But anyhows, we broke the national junior record in Bangkok. WOW. This time, I wasn't good enough to participate in individual events :( I was less motivated, more distracted and I just couldn't seem to improve on my pb. I could still remember feeling very unlucky during some competitions. Anyways, we participated international meets together and the team's relationship became more amicable eventually. We qualified for 2007 Seagames (: We broke the National record (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today on 6 November 2009, I know that we girls have built up a friendship so strong and I can say very firmly that the girls and Mr Loh will always have a very special place in my heart (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning, Mr loh was all smiles when he saw the 4 of us and especially when he saw ze teng (and her transformation) (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-939523462319164669?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/939523462319164669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=939523462319164669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/939523462319164669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/939523462319164669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-65th-birthday-mr-loh-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-5008431227600913656</id><published>2009-11-03T07:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:02:00.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good morning :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if things are starting to get better to are they getting worse. But with the amount of work that I am faced with...  + time needed to attend to my 'cafe world',  I am starting to feel drained. Right now I just wish to start counting down and hope for 4 Dec to come soon (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8645783896520842487-5008431227600913656?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/5008431227600913656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=5008431227600913656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5008431227600913656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5008431227600913656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-morning-i-dont-know-if-things-are.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-7666324953051893803</id><published>2009-10-21T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:01:56.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up feeling guilty this morning (really very guilty) but now I don't..  I just feel FAT..&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/8645783896520842487-7666324953051893803?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/7666324953051893803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=7666324953051893803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/7666324953051893803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/7666324953051893803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-woke-up-feeling-guilty-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-5169538094333655539</id><published>2009-10-13T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:36:09.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;lost sheep...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that short 5 minutes, I felt carefree and energetic. I was happy. But right after we hung up, I sank right back into the chair, into a solemn state yet again. I am not looking forward to tomorrow because I haven't finished my project report and I am tired. And I will be very busy with lects and tuts rom 12 to 6 , then tuition from 7-9 :( Things are actually not so bad. What is making things bad/worse is that I actually know how I can make myself feel better. But I am hesitating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm not so much like a lost sheep but rather an appre&lt;b&gt;hen&lt;/b&gt;sive &lt;i&gt;chicken&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;xoxo tired.&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/8645783896520842487-5169538094333655539?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/5169538094333655539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=5169538094333655539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5169538094333655539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5169538094333655539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/10/lost-sheep.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-8165611747566213781</id><published>2009-10-12T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T02:47:20.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It has been a while..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..since I updated my blog. It has been a while since I ran in a competition. It has been a while since I stayed up until so late at night to finish my assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half a semester of school has gone by so quickly, which also means that we'll be faced with deadlines after deadlines until final exam is over. But then again, I am only taking 3 modules this sem so I shouldn't be complaining? &lt;i&gt;I don't know.... I am really tired though.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-8165611747566213781?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/8165611747566213781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=8165611747566213781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/8165611747566213781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/8165611747566213781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-has-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-5512953936892933054</id><published>2009-10-04T08:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:12:58.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lilies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lilies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I woke up thinking that my (or anyone's) life could be more meaningful if we start to set goals for ourselves and aim to work towards them(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am looking at my lilies right now and typing this post. I just spent 5 minutes at my balcony looking at the trees and grass and took breaths of fresh cool morning air. It felt good:) I was told too look at greens for 5 minutes everyday after I wake up because my eye sight is deteriorating so much.. so much faster than my physical growth. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I'm up so early not just to write this blog post but because I loaded an hour long video of Randy Pausch's Last Lecture, hoping to be inspired by him(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;It's been a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8645783896520842487-5512953936892933054?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/5512953936892933054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=5512953936892933054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5512953936892933054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5512953936892933054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/10/lilies.html' title='lilies.'/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-2277969659966726121</id><published>2009-08-21T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:50:57.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Milk with your cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked banana muffins yesterday and I went around giving them out to friends in school(: I was really afraid that the muffin would really suck but it was comforting to hear some good words from my friends. Baking can actually be quite a nerve-wrecking activity. Any slight mishap, like having butter that is not at the right temperature or creaming for too long/short or over baking will have a disastrous effect on the recipe. HA. Anyway, I was just thinking how everyone should always have a cup of milk with your cookies, muffins, cakes, brownies... . Drinking milk with all sorts of baked delicacies enhances the favour of the baked good by so so much. yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening to the songs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mayday's&lt;/span&gt; new album because I am going for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;concerrrt&lt;/span&gt;!!! (I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thinkk&lt;/span&gt;..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-2277969659966726121?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/2277969659966726121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=2277969659966726121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2277969659966726121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2277969659966726121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/08/milk-with-your-cookies-baked-banana.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-705012447942590567</id><published>2009-08-16T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:31:39.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Baking Joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been kept so busy since I left for immersion, followed by my Dad's wake and starting work and school. I managed to take the morning off to bake some chocolate muffins. Also because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yf&lt;/span&gt; finally got the muffin tray from cw. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Although&lt;/span&gt; I am not a fantastic baker, but the process of baking just makes me relax and feel good. And I think I can just bake or cook alone 24/7. But of course I need my friends to be around when I wanna serve the food(: Also maybe it allows me to take my mind off my daily responsibilities. btw, I wish to have a beautiful baking/cooking-friendly kitchen so well equppied with whatever apparatus, appliances, equipments, ingredients, etc etc.. and air-con and nice music...(: haha. [sorry.. was just day-dreaming for a while] I shall wish for that to be my future husband(: (can't wait!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The past two months of my life havebeen rather demanding and and sometimes I wish to be a 'normal' kid (or just be who I used to be), someone who would just focus on studying, hang out with friends, and be less caught up with manging the family and the business. On the other hand, when I am more clear-headed, I feel that I can look back at all the shit and the not so shitty shit and give a wide smile because of the things I have accomplished. I don't think I could have walked this journey so strongly alone. I credit my strength especially to my family and also to all my friends who stood by me, who visited me, who brought me out.. listen to me, encourage me or just a simple "hello".  I also need apologize to some whom I haven't been talking to and meeting up with. I thinking of all of you very often (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&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/8645783896520842487-705012447942590567?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/705012447942590567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=705012447942590567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/705012447942590567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/705012447942590567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/08/baking-joy-i-have-been-kept-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-4619832680235735836</id><published>2009-08-11T12:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:28:58.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Smile a Sunny Morning!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song makes Jasmine and me happy in the morning(:&lt;br /&gt;And I am especially happy when she sings it to me(:&lt;br /&gt;(((((((: Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9885a9d3e1e8bd22" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-2761008333271528287</id><published>2009-08-01T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:04:47.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hot Chai Tea Latte and Chilled Sandwich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally satisfied my week long craving for Coffee Bean chai tea latte and Provence sandwich today for dinner! I was looking forward to drinking coffee bean's chai tea as quite a few friends I asked, told me that the the chai tea from coffee bean is much better than the one at Starrbuck. During my search this week, I realise that there is actually so few coffee bean outlets in Singapore. Anyway, I felt that the aroma of coffee bean's chai tea is a lot stronger and feels more natural than the one at starbucks. Also, the sweetness of the starbucks one felt fake, like drinking chai tea flavoured sugar syrup. But I thought the one from coffee bean had abit too much of vanilaa taste..&lt;br /&gt;Next was provence sandwich!((: I was there last Saturday to get the choco wassant but it was sold out and then the pretty pretty colourful chilled sandwiches in the chiller caught my eyes but I already had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great dinner today but I think I am falling sick :( Was very very very busy this week and I am still trying to get things ready for my flea market tmr. I just saw the stall allocation plan and my stall is #$%^&amp;amp; lisolated at some corner which is &lt;del&gt;quite&lt;/del&gt; very very very inaccessible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-2761008333271528287?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/2761008333271528287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=2761008333271528287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2761008333271528287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2761008333271528287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/08/hot-chai-tea-latte-and-chilled-sandwich.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-2495611048084155843</id><published>2009-07-28T09:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:26:05.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Our Perfect God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things that happened over the past few days made me realise how mankind can be so imperfect. Even someone whom you see as a perfect role model can let you down. But I don't rant upon that because everyone makes mistakes. To me, they are neither failures nor are they incompetent. I don't judge and I won't. No one can be perfect, including myself, and this further reinforces how our God is great. And that only with Him, can one be close to perfection.&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny the fact that I have let my friends, family and even myself down.. Ok. I don't wanna make this whole entry sound so emotional! It may be apparent how we are all susceptible to imperfections sooooooo stop putting the blame on others, accept whatever shit you are thrown at with an open heart(: and just loooveeeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-2495611048084155843?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/2495611048084155843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=2495611048084155843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2495611048084155843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2495611048084155843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-perfect-god-some-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-8015149032876975648</id><published>2009-07-25T09:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T10:04:21.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Singapore HeritageFest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NUS Thai Music and Dance Ensemble took part in the Singapore HeritageFest performing 4 short dances from the 4 different parts of Thailand. Below is a video of Wayne and I performing &lt;em&gt;Seungapor&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;a north-eastern Thai dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b42876e8297e4102" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db42876e8297e4102%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331504094%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67825F0DBC4DFD7D2C656FAD2158EAB741A92659.3DC51622CBCDC8D9F86E9DB00D65865FDEF4A422%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db42876e8297e4102%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7CLOO_Pa1BK3z5IRJxN-CmUSlc4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db42876e8297e4102%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331504094%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67825F0DBC4DFD7D2C656FAD2158EAB741A92659.3DC51622CBCDC8D9F86E9DB00D65865FDEF4A422%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db42876e8297e4102%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7CLOO_Pa1BK3z5IRJxN-CmUSlc4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our next performace will be on the 26/7, 5pm at Suntec city. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come support us(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Support Thai arts and culture(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&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/8645783896520842487-8015149032876975648?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b42876e8297e4102&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/8015149032876975648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=8015149032876975648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/8015149032876975648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/8015149032876975648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/07/singapore-heritagefest-nus-thai-music.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-3005595299172881423</id><published>2009-07-23T10:11:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:46:07.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family, friends, life, love and change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Love of Siam yesterday at GV Europa. I watched the version without the English Subtitles a few years back. So when I found out that it was screening in Singapore, I had to watch it. Not so surprisingly, 90% of the theatre was filled with guy couples. At least I know that they were appreciating the show as much as I do. It's not the issue of being gay but the fact that these people are likely to be more tolerant and comfortable over gay issues and would not be particularly disgusted by the intimate scenes. Well, I am also in support of this show because it's a Thai movie, (the guys are so cute, and the girls are so pretty...) I would strongly recommend all my friends to watch this show but unfortunately yesterday was the last day of screening. And because of certain issues that was depicted in the movie, they only screened it at GV Europa and I definitely think this movie deserve much more publicity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the first part of this entry this morning but didn't post because I had some difficulty uploading the video of the trailer and the music video. I still dunoe how to now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are the links..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trailer: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ir21nKg3Wno"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ir21nKg3Wno&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMPmHtt9sZs"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;theme song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEmn3caSGvs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEmn3caSGvs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love song from the movie: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMPmHtt9sZs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMPmHtt9sZs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i just found out that ..(yay!) GV somehow decided to extend the screening dates: &lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/searchMovie.jsp?loc=52&amp;amp;movie=2716&amp;amp;date"&gt;http://www.gv.com.sg/searchMovie.jsp?loc=52&amp;amp;movie=2716&amp;amp;date&lt;/a&gt;=- check out the website and book ur tix(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;call me if u need some company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-3005595299172881423?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/3005595299172881423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=3005595299172881423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/3005595299172881423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/3005595299172881423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-friends-life-love-and-change.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-7966602388714568201</id><published>2009-07-18T01:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:37:21.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Papa's Century Egg Porridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the kitchen helping my dad cook lunch 2 sundays before he passed away. My dad prepares our meals on Sunday and that was the first time I actually went into the kitchen to assist him. We were preparing centruy egg porridge and he was teaching me how to cook it. At that point of time, I didn't try my best to remember all the steps because I knew I would be spending the other Sundays-to-come with him in the kitchen. Unfortunately, my first time had to be the last one. Now, I am trying my best to recall all the details to my Dad's centruy egg porridge recipe(:Because back then my Dad was very clear and specific with his instructions, (making it as comprehensible as possible for a noob like me), I kind of just managed to record everything down onto my note book. Looking forward to cook it for my family soon and to bring back a part of papa to them. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Birthday Cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long over due pictures that i &lt;del&gt;have to&lt;/del&gt; wanna show off (: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SmC0dg9TidI/AAAAAAAAAgA/tEPU4x9tG6s/s1600-h/Picture+48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359481975727163858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SmC0dg9TidI/AAAAAAAAAgA/tEPU4x9tG6s/s400/Picture+48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359481968747468690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SmC0dG9N15I/AAAAAAAAAfw/sRBVmS0GPoE/s400/Picture+43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SmC0cgyuKcI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-74TLhBUNAI/s1600-h/Picture+42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359481958502902210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SmC0cgyuKcI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-74TLhBUNAI/s400/Picture+42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359481981819717042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SmC0d3p4hbI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Oa8pj-eUedc/s400/Picture+51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8645783896520842487-7966602388714568201?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/7966602388714568201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=7966602388714568201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/7966602388714568201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/7966602388714568201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/07/papas-century-egg-porridge-i-was-in.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SmC0dg9TidI/AAAAAAAAAgA/tEPU4x9tG6s/s72-c/Picture+48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-172607666496246684</id><published>2009-07-16T10:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:07:23.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Pictures(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2009: Happy pictures&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6VtbBkW4I/AAAAAAAAAfY/RpyBBEhGd5Y/s1600-h/IMG_2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358885214198455170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6VtbBkW4I/AAAAAAAAAfY/RpyBBEhGd5Y/s400/IMG_2095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6VszUKxRI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xfOQ8H_mE9w/s1600-h/4980_100330882185_521107185_2567069_3468355_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358885203539051794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6VszUKxRI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xfOQ8H_mE9w/s400/4980_100330882185_521107185_2567069_3468355_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thai, arts and culture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6Vsco78CI/AAAAAAAAAfI/10vcp042Ezg/s1600-h/Screen+Captures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358885197452144674" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6Vsco78CI/AAAAAAAAAfI/10vcp042Ezg/s400/Screen+Captures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6Vrx3KG0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/2CvSNT074jk/s1600-h/thai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358885185969068866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6Vrx3KG0I/AAAAAAAAAfA/2CvSNT074jk/s400/thai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boonsak(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358885223026552978" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6Vt76WcJI/AAAAAAAAAfg/d2Y4qM87nRQ/s400/P5210768.JPG" border="0" /&gt; great foodies, sweets(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8645783896520842487-172607666496246684?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/172607666496246684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=172607666496246684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/172607666496246684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/172607666496246684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-pictures.html' title='Happy Pictures(:'/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sl6VtbBkW4I/AAAAAAAAAfY/RpyBBEhGd5Y/s72-c/IMG_2095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-3993562173573963897</id><published>2009-07-15T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:06:48.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't been going out often nor spending much time with my friends. Somehow I just wish to stay at home, be around my family or just spend some time alone.. Sometimes I start to think of my Dad and I will feel sad but I can't cry. Because it just doesn't feel that my Dad is gone forever. It just feels as if my dad is oversea or just away temporarily.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But the truth is that my Dad is gone forever (the more I think that it is true, the more things seem surreal). And I will keep reminding myself.. that I will never ever see him again. Indeed my Dad did say goodbye to be before he left. He waved to me,  just at the departure hall of the budget terminal when I left for my immersion program for Thailand. Little would I know that that would be our last goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I find it hard to be carefree like before but I am happy enough that I have my friends around me who keep that smile on my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/8645783896520842487-3993562173573963897?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/3993562173573963897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=3993562173573963897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/3993562173573963897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/3993562173573963897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-havent-been-going-out-often-nor.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-8771287456842281290</id><published>2009-07-03T20:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:03:34.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Without Dad,&lt;/strong&gt; life at home has changed drastically. Dad used to be the one doing the daily marketing, planning our meals, taking care of grandma, repairing whatever that is needed to be repaired, basically taking charge of every family member's basic needs. Now that my Dad is not around, every family member has taken up new roles and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;. My dad's work load, both at home and at work is now shared by 4 members of my family + a few relatives.. (So you can imagine how much work he has to do everyday...)&lt;br /&gt;These few days, I have taken up the marketing role and my siblings and I have been to my Dad's office to learn about his business operations. I have been rather busy and right now I feel so tired both mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;Getting invovled in whatever my daddy had to do just makes me ponder how he managed to juggle between providing for the family and dealing with work in the office, without complaining or without showing a hint of tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-8771287456842281290?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/8771287456842281290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=8771287456842281290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/8771287456842281290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/8771287456842281290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/07/without-dad-life-at-home-has-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-6298521314761864774</id><published>2009-06-30T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:34:50.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad's sudden departure is hard to take. It has been a week since he left us. Sometimes, it still doesn't seem real at all that he is gone.. So I keep reminding myself that he is no long around. But I know that whenever I need him, he will always be around. When I need to talk to him, he will always listen. Whatever I am doing, he will be watching (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Papa, I will be strong for our family because I know that you are with me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-6298521314761864774?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/6298521314761864774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=6298521314761864774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/6298521314761864774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-4800159738730153287?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/4800159738730153287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=4800159738730153287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/4800159738730153287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/4800159738730153287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/06/afk-20june09-14july09-xoxo.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-7744469371138698832</id><published>2009-06-13T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:10:28.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;19-21 21-18 21-13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A victorious semi finals and a place in the finals tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-7744469371138698832?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-6669946016576386758</id><published>2009-06-11T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:25:36.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;21-11 21-7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-6669946016576386758?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/6669946016576386758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-6935878274878377538</id><published>2009-06-10T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:14:39.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;21-15 21-18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-6935878274878377538?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/6935878274878377538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=6935878274878377538' title='0 Comments'/><link 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Siypb-pdm2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/QUh1ahr08Fc/s1600-h/fff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344833155920403298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Siypb-pdm2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/QUh1ahr08Fc/s200/fff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SiypcK9Cr_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/9VmHkXApopQ/s1600-h/fff1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SiypcK9Cr_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/9VmHkXApopQ/s1600-h/fff1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Been abit busy last week to blog. Had to finish up stuff at work as I am leaving for Thailand soon. And then I was indulging in the GSS (which no one should miss out on), had friends from thailand over for holiday. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And then i baked cheesecake on Thurs and muffins today(((:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SiypcK9Cr_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/9VmHkXApopQ/s1600-h/fff1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344833159223750642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SiypcK9Cr_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/9VmHkXApopQ/s200/fff1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;五月天 - 一千个世纪&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当时地球还年轻我们诞生荒凉大海里演化到了寒武纪我们长出脊椎和勇气某天我们开始踩出脚印学会双手拥抱学会爱情长出人类的心啊啊 我要和你一起走过一千个世纪每次诞生我都要与你相遇每次轮回都为你当时你我都野性我们学会用火和穴居後来帝国正崛起我们战乱之中更相依某天我们突然回忆过去我们只是两段平凡基因却爱的很美丽啊啊我要和你一起走过一千个世纪下一个我也许是人或蚂蚁每次诞生 我都要与你相遇每次轮回都是为你啊啊我要和你一起活过一千个世纪每次诞生都只有一个意义就是和你在一起在一起直到文明又毁灭一千世纪後的第一天伊甸园里肩并肩我们笑看太阳也熄灭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you for yesterday(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-1703742143022499756?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/1703742143022499756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=1703742143022499756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1703742143022499756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1703742143022499756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-abit-busy-last-week-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Siypb-pdm2I/AAAAAAAAAdY/QUh1ahr08Fc/s72-c/fff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-6984522512899109737</id><published>2009-06-02T15:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:19:58.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As true as it is cliche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as words of encouragement may seem very cliche, it is always almost true. And when they tell you "practice makes perfect", practice! Then you will perfect it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt; with people telling you, "time will heal.." because all that matters is whatever that is happening right now? Time..does heal(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-6984522512899109737?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/6984522512899109737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=6984522512899109737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/6984522512899109737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/6984522512899109737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-true-as-it-is-cliche-even-as-words.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-2022504904914760257</id><published>2009-05-31T22:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:19:41.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bed? Supper Club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that the recently opened supper club in Singapore is different from the Bedsupper Club in Bangkok . Bedsupper club is one of the more expensive clubs in Bangkok. When I visted the one in Bangkok, I thought the concept was rather interesting.. but it's actually a copy of the supperclub (Speaking of copyright laws in Thailand, the econs department in school will photocopy the whole textbook for us free of charge). I still remember how Ed and I went to look for the Singaporean guys at the club. Had pretty good memories there and am hoping to visit the one in Singapore. I thought it would be really special to have dinner there on my birthday... but I will be stuck in Nakhom Pathom, Thailand. RAHRAHRAH. Maybe I'll have a candle on my mango and sticky rice by the roadside(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SiKfK97RugI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5wJooJ6GeUM/s1600-h/gazebo_nov3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342007118785526274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SiKfK97RugI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5wJooJ6GeUM/s320/gazebo_nov3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Kim's (in white) t-shirt says "i love bed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;At that moment I really thought the price was such a rip off. Now I wished I bought it too.&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;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;span style="font-size:85%;"&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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&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;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-2022504904914760257?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/2022504904914760257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=2022504904914760257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2022504904914760257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2022504904914760257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/bed-supper-club-i-just-realised-that.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SiKfK97RugI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5wJooJ6GeUM/s72-c/gazebo_nov3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-3429933485074937027</id><published>2009-05-30T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:27:29.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;RAH RAH RAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream. I wanna scream scream scream at so many people and at so many things! RAH.&lt;br /&gt;A nice song just played on my itunes- &lt;em&gt;light in your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the first time and the many many times I listen to this song.. which brings back so much memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-3429933485074937027?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/3429933485074937027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=3429933485074937027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/3429933485074937027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/3429933485074937027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/rah-rah-rah.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-1270051932195082485</id><published>2009-05-28T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:32:23.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Playing with flour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is finally home after 3 weeks. Counting back 1 year, if I were to add the amount of days I share my room with my sister, I think it's only less than 30days. I do miss my sister very very much but it feels weird that now I have to share my room with someone. I just went to wake my sister up. Usually, she would be very very grumpy but still, I woke her up and we shared a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;strawberry &lt;/span&gt;tart (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-1270051932195082485?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/1270051932195082485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=1270051932195082485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1270051932195082485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1270051932195082485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/playing-with-flour-my-sister-is-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-5910784576814530606</id><published>2009-05-27T04:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:38:51.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Insomniac &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 4am and I am still awake. Since the holiday started, I have been plagued with insomnia. I find it rather weird because I have been sleeping so well the past 21 years of my life, regardless of any pressure, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;difficulties&lt;/span&gt; or problems that have confronted me. I have been trying to find out what exactly the problem is. Right now, I can only attribute it to the fact that my room is fully exposed to daylight.. which keeps me awake once it is morning. I can't think of any other reason that is keeping me awake and it's disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matcha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know where to get the best green tea dessert(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-5910784576814530606?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/5910784576814530606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=5910784576814530606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5910784576814530606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5910784576814530606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-is-4am-and-i-am-still-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-1093279536673773107</id><published>2009-05-24T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:35:43.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many things happened over the weekend, it's so hard to consolidate my thoughts. My head feels heavy and I am not looking forward to next week at all. I have been losing sleep very often these days, more than when I was stressed with assignments and exams. When I thought that this holiday could be a good break, I find myself having more things to attend to. Even when I have the luxury of time, there doesn't seem to be enough time for me do stuff or even to just lay on the couch to slack my day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My head hurts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-1093279536673773107?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/1093279536673773107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=1093279536673773107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1093279536673773107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1093279536673773107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-things-happened-over-weekend-its.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-7081013663455756335</id><published>2009-05-23T02:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:42:05.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; Basketball Finals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IJC&lt;/span&gt; upped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; the formidable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HCI&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; East sports hall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ytd&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;IJ&lt;/span&gt; boys have been fighting very hard to earn a spot in the finals against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HC&lt;/span&gt;. Even though I do not know the boys personally, I wanted them to win so badly because I saw a great improvement in their game play, teamwork, as compared to last year. More importantly, they showed drive and passion for the game they were playing. After half time, it was clear the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HC&lt;/span&gt; would win the match but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;IJ&lt;/span&gt; boys defended well and gave a very good fight. In my heart, they are already champions, coming a very long way from being only top 8 last year to being the securing the runner up position for this year's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Bball&lt;/span&gt; nationals. Well done boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the boys fight on the court reminded me of the once familiar display of rivalry, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;angst&lt;/span&gt; and arrogance.It reminded me of me. Of how I always fought to win. Of how I always wanted to do everything and anything so as to give nothing less than my best. These memories will be something of the past that I will always treasure and never forget. But above of that, I was also reminded of the tears shed, the joy shared and the friendship forged on the track. Something that will never be only memories of the past but will be held onto so tightly for the rest of my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A confusing story to tell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I recommended a friend to have dinner at Nanbantei and I warned him that the husband and wife running the eatery are grumpy and rude and that if we were to make a second order, we would be charged an extra 20% of the total bill. When I went into Nanbantei 2 days ago, I didn't see the grumpy couple. Neither were we scolded for ordering our second, third and fourth helping. I thought to myself that maybe the review on the Internet (about the eatery) was already outdated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today, I went to Wasabi tei (also on the 5th floor of far east plaza) for dinner. And I realised that I made a (right) wrong recommendation to my friend. Wrong, because I was supposed to recommend my friend to go to Wasabi tei instead of Nanbantei. Right, because the food at Nanbantei is &lt;em&gt;ichiban&lt;/em&gt; and we would have almost miss out on a great opportunity to dine there. confused?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-7081013663455756335?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/7081013663455756335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=7081013663455756335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/7081013663455756335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/7081013663455756335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/jc-basketball-finals-it-was-ijc-upped.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-6342837645563502191</id><published>2009-05-22T02:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:56:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I was studying for exams, I surfed the internet so often looking for good eats so as to reward myself for my hard work(: With Ochacha and Nabantei down, my to do list still doesn't get any shorter. Friends, you know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;Please bare with my pictureless post. I took many pictures today but I thought they were quite ugly and I am too lazy to edit them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice cream galore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our first stop was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ochacha&lt;/span&gt;. Like I said in my previous post, I have been wanting to go for green tea dessert at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ochacha&lt;/span&gt;. I am having mixed feelings over my visit. Trying only the (tasteless) green tea cotton cake was sufficient stop me from making my second visit. I barely completed my 3rd mouthful. Disappointed but am still loving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;matcha&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second stop: Earl Grey Ice-cream at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Canele&lt;/span&gt;. Huge scoop of ice cream @$9. I like the first taste of the ice cream. The taste of earl grey scent kind of diminishes as you eat. I guess it's similar to drinking the tea, in which the scent of earl grey is always stronger than the taste? Anyway, the ice cream is too sweet for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third stop: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Coffee&lt;/span&gt; and Chocolate Stout at Tom's palate (after many samples of other flavours). Love both(: Had some samples of the other flavours too and I thought Granny's favourite was nice.. since b&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;j's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;choco&lt;/span&gt; chip cookie dough was once my all time fave(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for satisfying our sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feasting at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nanbantei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cosy Japanese eatery on the fifth floor of far east plaza which serves mainly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yakitori&lt;/span&gt; but with many side dishes too! The place may be small but they serve a wide variety of dishes. I feel quite guilty now that the 2 of us ate up to over $100 (about 8 varieties). ..and are still far from completing half of the menu.  I am hoping to try every single dish on the menu so anyone, please date me out for dinner at Nabantei please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-6342837645563502191?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/6342837645563502191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=6342837645563502191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/6342837645563502191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/6342837645563502191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/before-my-exams-ended-i-book-marked-few.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-877274790582886007</id><published>2009-05-20T22:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:35:32.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traditional Thai Quick Massage (TTQM) Official Opening&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337916632244928146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShQW5UGbvpI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Spj7jeyW9DM/s400/ttqm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mum franchised a quick massage outlet and it's at AMK hub (#02-11). Basically, it's a 10-15mins massage for $10(: You can choose to do a head massage, shoulder and back massage, foot massage or spot massage. The master therapist is from a Thai massage school in Chiang Mai and he helps to train the other therapists. Please show your support by going down for a massage ok? I will love you for that. Help to spread this message to your friends and family. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337914880904016882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShQVTX2OM_I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Fu7C7pJxJtw/s320/P5200810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337914885118514658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShQVTnjCVeI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GTAFu-7o5ak/s320/P5200809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAM: Mad about Matcha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been wanting to eat anything matcha since before exams. I remember how I told my friends that we would go to Ochacha right after exams but we have yet to do so:( And the green tea craving is getting stronger and stronger. Right now, I seem to be satisfyings my craving from checking out the variety of matcha desserts, snacks, etc on the internet. Somehow I feel it isn't really helping but making me crave for them more and more and more....... &lt;em&gt;somebody save me soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8645783896520842487-877274790582886007?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/877274790582886007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=877274790582886007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/877274790582886007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/877274790582886007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/traditional-thai-quick-massage-ttqm.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShQW5UGbvpI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Spj7jeyW9DM/s72-c/ttqm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-1916061300952544524</id><published>2009-05-19T22:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:46:08.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moist Chocolate Cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Because I have yet to look for a good oven, I have to try no-bake recipies.I have decided to try this recipe because of the good reviews. This chocolate cake is made my steaming. Hence, moist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So far I'm the only one who tried my own cake. haha. It's always hard to rate your own job but I think I did ok since I kept giving myself reasons to test taste the cake over and over again. We'll see what my lovely guinea pigs have to say tmr(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337556802169327458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShLPocnFz2I/AAAAAAAAAco/fSKJV58RLug/s320/choco+cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still standing well after much setbacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French Toast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337556792378907058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShLPn4I32bI/AAAAAAAAAcg/qoS0-BItMDw/s320/My+Pictures2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I decided to treat myself to a good breakfast this morning because I woke up at 6am for a run(: Here is my capalang home-made french toast recipe: Dip bread into a mixture of 1 Egg+1tsp sugar+about half cup of milk then fry. yummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-1916061300952544524?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/1916061300952544524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=1916061300952544524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1916061300952544524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/1916061300952544524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/moist-chocolate-cake-because-i-have-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShLPocnFz2I/AAAAAAAAAco/fSKJV58RLug/s72-c/choco+cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-6291465569654332420</id><published>2009-05-19T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:18:48.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spruce (Lifestyle, March 29, 2009)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to post this up for the longest time but the camera was at the repair shop. A friend of mine works at Spruce as a trainee chef(: So, I'm just creating some publicity, not so much for the restaurant but for my friend, Mr. Pan QN ! *cheers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337413104634010098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShJM8Jk5mfI/AAAAAAAAAcY/nAZvDkTm5NM/s400/Desktop3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click on link to view article/address&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss142/yanyanSB/Desktop3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss142/yanyanSB/Desktop3.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-6291465569654332420?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/6291465569654332420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=6291465569654332420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/6291465569654332420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/6291465569654332420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/spruce-lifestyle-march-29-2009-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShJM8Jk5mfI/AAAAAAAAAcY/nAZvDkTm5NM/s72-c/Desktop3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-5863240822919028272</id><published>2009-05-18T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:21:29.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't get to bake the chocolate cake today. It rained so heavily in the morning, I couldn't go out to get the ingredients (no, it's not an excuse). Made my way to town in the afternoon when the rain subsided and also after feeling satisfied with watching almost 4hours of tvb(: Developed lomo pics. I shall post my favourite pic.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337180344447433762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShF5PuT8fCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/XgGK_U-Sylg/s320/P5180763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lil sis is in China. It feels like I haven't seen her for forever and this picture just makes me miss her even more.. come home soon shootie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Headed to over to taka only to find that the library is no longer there.. "for a long time already", emphasized the security guard. So I went to kino to check out some books. I spent the longest time deciding over 3 books that I wanted to buy. It would be perfect if I could get all 3 but I thought I should spend my money wisely. So I ended up getting just 1.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Coincidentally, a friend was in town so I decided to give him a surprise.. which was ideal too because I got to get my Marsala wine for my tiramisu (last one on the shelf!!) wahahaha. happy! Also, I got my ingredients for my chocolate cake already and am ready to get the kitchen dirty tomorrow(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-5863240822919028272?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/5863240822919028272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=5863240822919028272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5863240822919028272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/5863240822919028272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-didnt-get-to-bake-chocolate-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/ShF5PuT8fCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/XgGK_U-Sylg/s72-c/P5180763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-2361280814342889782</id><published>2009-05-17T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:21:51.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lazy sunday has got me doing nothing productive. I dragged myself out of the house this morning and I took naps everywhere I went. I was even struggling to stay awake while watching Monsters Inc. but eventually still fell alseep.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to make a chocolate tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-2361280814342889782?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/2361280814342889782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=2361280814342889782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2361280814342889782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2361280814342889782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/lazy-sunday-has-got-me-doing-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-9011530935110111346</id><published>2009-05-17T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:36:31.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Highlights for today were roasting capsicums and falling asleep at upper seletar reservoir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know am gonna sound like an idiot to you, but I still have to say this. I have never ever in my life knew of the act of roasting capsicums. Anyone did? Heehee. Because I find it amazingly interesting! Fun and Easy! No pictures though because I didn't have my camera.&lt;br /&gt;After trying.. to.. help.. prepare.. dinner, us cocoons headed over to upper seletar with chicken wrap (yumyum), tomatoes (sosorry i forgot to bring the tomatoes home :( sorry?), balsamic + strawberries (!!!) and white wine(: + emo nemo time and what was more exciting was that we wrapped ourselves up (with army hammocks) and fell asleep on the grass for quite some time. No. I was not crazy. No pictures too because some ''random person'' forgot to bring the camera. But just imagine how dead people are usually wrapped up in garbage bags at a crime scene. yup. that's us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;still thinking of balsamic + strawberries xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-9011530935110111346?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/9011530935110111346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=9011530935110111346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/9011530935110111346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/9011530935110111346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/highlights-for-today-were-roasting.html' title=''/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-2733248610658425412</id><published>2009-05-16T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:59:18.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 22nd Birthday Zhao Xi!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday Zhaoxi!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If Qingnan didn't mention that it is Zhao Xi's birthday today, I wouldn't have realised how one year passed by so quickly. I could still remember clearly how we were at Oomphatico's last year having dinner and how we headed over to Robertson Quay for chocolate at Laurent Bernard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This year we had Jap buffet at Irodori, Riverview hotel then we headed to 2am dessert bar for dessert and wine(: I really love how we always have new things to reminisce about primary school times, how we always have never-ending stories share. And I can imagine us doing the same thing another 10 years down..(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336116030494286322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sg2xQf3hIfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/h9jlJvkzSQc/s400/Desktop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336116033808615330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sg2xQsNtx6I/AAAAAAAAAb4/FD3BNQFH-zg/s400/Desktop2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-2733248610658425412?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/2733248610658425412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=2733248610658425412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2733248610658425412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/2733248610658425412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-22nd-birthday-zhao-xi.html' title='Happy 22nd Birthday Zhao Xi!!'/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/Sg2xQf3hIfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/h9jlJvkzSQc/s72-c/Desktop1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8645783896520842487.post-3704869285488450991</id><published>2009-05-14T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:42:53.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiramisu</title><content type='html'>I had my second try at making tiramisu today. I haven't tasted it but I am sure it was better than my last try. One of the steps is to whip the egg white until stiff peaks formed. The last time, I didn't managed to whip the egg white well but after much research over the net, I realised how important it is to do the egg white properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I kept going on and on over the egg white because I had to beat the egg white by hand and it drove me nuts. SO SO SO hard to describe the excruciating pain but it was something like a bit of lactic acid + brusting blood vessels on the whole of my right arm until my shoulders and neck and until my head. Try it for yourself, or you'll never know how painful it is. Okay. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;I've got 4 boxes of tiramisu in my fridge to be distributed tomorrow(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;วันนี้&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;เย็น&lt;/span&gt;หลินทำขนมเค็ก ครั้งนี้เป็นครั้งที่สองที่เย็นหลินทำขนมเค็กเอง พรุ่งนี้จะแบ่งกันเพื่อนๆ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8645783896520842487-3704869285488450991?l=yanyansb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/feeds/3704869285488450991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8645783896520842487&amp;postID=3704869285488450991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/3704869285488450991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8645783896520842487/posts/default/3704869285488450991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yanyansb.blogspot.com/2009/05/tiramisu.html' title='tiramisu'/><author><name>yanlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08122539255170410589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ts7yB_MvM64/SJ77hW_f5JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YTOdX5w2i-E/s1600-R/IMG_8709.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
