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My heart just sees through the real gem.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/3258691526646273304/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=3258691526646273304" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/3258691526646273304?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/3258691526646273304?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/ZDXVbpUs0ko/knowing-it.html" title="Knowing it" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2011/06/knowing-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUMQX4yeip7ImA9WhZQEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-7762119573865218419</id><published>2011-04-17T17:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:41:20.092+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-17T17:41:20.092+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="colombia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><title>Colonial Traces</title><summary>Just like my home town Penang(Malaysia), Popayan is a city of  ex-colony. The common traits for all victims of Spanish conquistador era  were slave trading and massive torturing, then leftover of some  colonial buildings. I do not know if all of these happened in Popayan  but I doubt it could escape the fate. That made me wonder if such  madness happened in Penang as well when the Brits ruled the</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/7762119573865218419/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=7762119573865218419" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/7762119573865218419?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/7762119573865218419?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/ecq5vyrSMWs/colonial-traces.html" title="Colonial Traces" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xIO1zAp_Wtk/TaqxHbgb8qI/AAAAAAAAARw/xwrlApkSFbA/s72-c/P1020478.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2011/04/colonial-traces.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYHSX4zfSp7ImA9Wx9QFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-8540332487994015373</id><published>2010-12-27T05:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T05:48:58.085+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-27T05:48:58.085+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><title>Go Viral</title><summary>I came across some creative vids in Mashable. So don't miss this - http://www.thejohnnycashproject.com/Then my favourite band OKGo's one of the many viral vidsOK Go - This Too Shall Pass from OK Go on Vimeo.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/8540332487994015373/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=8540332487994015373" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/8540332487994015373?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/8540332487994015373?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/0hTvsAJmLjQ/go-viral.html" title="Go Viral" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/12/go-viral.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EMQXs_eSp7ImA9Wx9QE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-1512632604993700866</id><published>2010-12-26T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T21:54:40.541+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-26T21:54:40.541+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>Christmas, Season of Love</title><summary>As my all time favourite plays,I look back at the past 12 months and 3 weeks of my life, these quotes seem to resonate to me very much. Lucille Ball says, love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world. Self-love and appreciation exudes confidence that transforms into charm and this magnet that attracts everything in </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/1512632604993700866/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=1512632604993700866" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/1512632604993700866?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/1512632604993700866?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/Usaynkm9Dzk/christmas-season-of-love.html" title="Christmas, Season of Love" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-season-of-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcNQ38-fSp7ImA9Wx9SGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-8654675126467430124</id><published>2010-12-09T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:41:32.155+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-09T21:41:32.155+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><title>what would happen if the camera was the fast-moving object?</title><summary>Very cool :)Read this</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/8654675126467430124/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=8654675126467430124" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/8654675126467430124?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/8654675126467430124?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/q5eAkDZH-4I/what-would-happen-if-camera-was-fast.html" title="what would happen if the camera was the fast-moving object?" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-would-happen-if-camera-was-fast.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcCSHoycSp7ImA9Wx9SGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-5753389663328266068</id><published>2010-12-09T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T07:14:29.499+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-09T07:14:29.499+08:00</app:edited><title>Moleskin</title><summary>MINI PLANNERS from Moleskine ® on Vimeo.Oh dear, the power of human minds sets the limitless creativity free.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/5753389663328266068/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=5753389663328266068" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/5753389663328266068?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/5753389663328266068?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/eNCpDtPYOFo/moleskin.html" title="Moleskin" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/12/moleskin.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04DR3Y5cSp7ImA9Wx9SGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-422155665815034432</id><published>2010-12-08T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:39:36.829+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-08T20:39:36.829+08:00</app:edited><title>Carve Out the Angel</title><summary>“I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.”Michelangelo said, “Every block of stone has a statue inside it, and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.”  Every person is like that block of stone, there’s greatness inside, but it has to be carved out.  It has to be carved out through hard work; it has to be carved out by the individual who can perceive their own </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/422155665815034432/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=422155665815034432" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/422155665815034432?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/422155665815034432?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/uB2oEOgRbwU/carve-out-angel.html" title="Carve Out the Angel" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/5011370054_31e8d387ee_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/12/carve-out-angel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8NSX0zeyp7ImA9Wx9SFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-4471740412049704456</id><published>2010-12-05T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:21:38.383+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-05T22:21:38.383+08:00</app:edited><title>Never Let Me Go</title><summary>I always have this perception that Japanese authors possess extremely twisted minds, writing surreal stories, creating melancholic tones in each plot that kills all happiness in the imagination. They are good, I have no doubt about that. At times, I saw a Japanese name and I would prompt to assume," Yes, yet another Japanese writer."Whatever that stereotype contains, it does not change the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/4471740412049704456/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=4471740412049704456" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/4471740412049704456?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/4471740412049704456?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/ZSR4NX-muc8/never-let-me-go.html" title="Never Let Me Go" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/12/never-let-me-go.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04NSHY6fyp7ImA9Wx9SFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-2721695320214439202</id><published>2010-12-04T20:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T00:59:59.817+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-05T00:59:59.817+08:00</app:edited><title>One Day in Winter</title><summary>When someone asked what happened on 4th December, I'll say - It snowed this heavy in The Hague :)</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/2721695320214439202/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=2721695320214439202" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2721695320214439202?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2721695320214439202?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/KQSAae4UNKw/one-day-in-winter.html" title="One Day in Winter" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RJx8LphyTJI/TPoz1nvGNtI/AAAAAAAAAQc/p3f171usp1w/s72-c/P1010096.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-day-in-winter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAFRno8eyp7ImA9Wx9TF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-1029865811724743953</id><published>2010-11-26T03:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T03:18:37.473+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-26T03:18:37.473+08:00</app:edited><title>Paradox of choices</title><summary>Every day I live the precious moments and reflect on my experience from time to time. There are so many things to share yet I am too greedy and selfish to stop and share them. Why? I´m greedy because time is gold with wings and could fly by. The being-in-the-moment idea seems more attractive than stop-login-and-blog activity. That in a way will make me appear selfish but what can you do about </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/1029865811724743953/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=1029865811724743953" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/1029865811724743953?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/1029865811724743953?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/ZhOG-3UuTIg/paradox-of-choices.html" title="Paradox of choices" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/VO6XEQIsCoM/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/11/paradox-of-choices.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIBSX4-fip7ImA9Wx5bEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-7707425410458424432</id><published>2010-10-28T06:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T06:12:38.056+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-28T06:12:38.056+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>28th day in October</title><summary>May today there be peace within. May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others. May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself just the way you are. Let this knowledge settle into your bones, and allow your </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/7707425410458424432/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=7707425410458424432" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/7707425410458424432?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/7707425410458424432?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/AvGi4Pn7Qgo/28th-day-in-october.html" title="28th day in October" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/10/28th-day-in-october.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYEQno-cCp7ImA9Wx5WEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-6485945999779325837</id><published>2010-09-24T04:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T04:35:03.458+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-24T04:35:03.458+08:00</app:edited><title>Truly Muddy</title><summary>Just when we stop watching Sesame Street, it becomes much more entertaining</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/6485945999779325837/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=6485945999779325837" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/6485945999779325837?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/6485945999779325837?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/nugfQyS0s9c/truly-muddy.html" title="Truly Muddy" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/09/truly-muddy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QMRn48cSp7ImA9Wx5XFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-5252323690063109537</id><published>2010-09-16T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:03:07.079+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-16T23:03:07.079+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="netherlands" /><title>The Art of Learning Dutch</title><summary>After zero attempt of learning Dutch, my conclusion is that one can speak decent Dutch if good effort is made to pronounce the "r" "g" "sch" like a native speaker. Other than learning the vocabulary of course, I think that is the key to achieve breakthrough. Grammar wise - we all forgive and forget mistakes so that the learners will get there. Come on, be forgiving to non-natives! =)Anyway, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/5252323690063109537/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=5252323690063109537" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/5252323690063109537?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/5252323690063109537?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/ILZ2s-65P58/art-of-learning-dutch.html" title="The Art of Learning Dutch" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/3116155698_00755039e3_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/09/art-of-learning-dutch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMGRng8fip7ImA9Wx5QFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-159634243437331633</id><published>2010-09-02T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:33:47.676+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-02T21:33:47.676+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="netherlands" /><title>Red head festival</title><summary>Every year in this unknown, but cosy student city Almere, there is a huge redhead-festival :D Clueless? As the name explains, it's a weekend which is filled with a program and discounts only for red-heads. Where ever you look, you'll see people with -natural- red hair, an experience which I think, you don't want to miss.Red head is not in my genes, and not in my people's genes either. So, tadah~</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/159634243437331633/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=159634243437331633" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/159634243437331633?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/159634243437331633?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/74vu36tOdlc/red-head-festival.html" title="Red head festival" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/09/red-head-festival.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUADR387cCp7ImA9WxFbEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-6450347229784280130</id><published>2010-07-03T02:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T03:09:36.108+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-03T03:09:36.108+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="netherlands" /><title>Viva Hollandia ~</title><summary>If you want to share the football craze in Netherlands, take this tip from me - Learn the lyrics of this song. I'm memorizing the lines the best I can despite the fact that I understand only 3 words out of 10 what it's saying.This is one of the many epic football celebration songs that will be played whenever Dutch team scores a goal. Then you will see everybody in the pub dancing and spraying </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/6450347229784280130/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=6450347229784280130" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/6450347229784280130?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/6450347229784280130?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/0m7qfbgZVlo/viva-hollandia.html" title="Viva Hollandia ~" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/07/viva-hollandia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AMQ38zfSp7ImA9WxFbEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-2500634399877532627</id><published>2010-07-03T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T02:36:22.185+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-03T02:36:22.185+08:00</app:edited><title>It's the Dutch thing!</title><summary>I came home early today, expecting the traffic to be clear on the road while everyone, literally EVERYONE will be in the pubs watching Netherlands-Brazil match. Of course, as we all agree, Brazil is the favourite and how on earth Netherlands claimed the victory was just amazing.So, on my way back from the grocery shop nearby, I was put to deft by the 30 minutes continuous blazing celebration with</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/2500634399877532627/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=2500634399877532627" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2500634399877532627?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2500634399877532627?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/Yye4F8G2h_s/its-dutch-thing.html" title="It's the Dutch thing!" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-dutch-thing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYESXwycSp7ImA9WxFUFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-2999304809829763079</id><published>2010-06-25T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T06:05:08.299+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-25T06:05:08.299+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="media" /><title>Squander</title><summary>As Skunk Anansie sings,Why take everything you see?You have nothing left to squanderIf you keep pushing me awayYou have no one left to loveYou throw it all awaythose ties you went and suffered foryou cause disasterand flouder flouder flouder flouderWhy take everything you see?You have nothing left to squanderIf you keep pushing me awayYou have no one left to do loveyour less than you should bewhy</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/2999304809829763079/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=2999304809829763079" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2999304809829763079?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2999304809829763079?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/Ik1GLqYcRXs/squander.html" title="Squander" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/06/squander.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UARnc-cSp7ImA9WxFUEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-1953616242001643769</id><published>2010-06-21T02:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T04:20:47.959+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-21T04:20:47.959+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="netherlands" /><title>Greatest attempt ever</title><summary>My colleagues told me about the cycling path that connects one end of Netherlands all the way up north to Amsterdam and maybe further. So, this piece of information has inspired me to cycle ( not to Amsterdam of course ) to Noordwijk. I also found a good excuse to drive me completing this mission, by visiting a friend that stays there currently. However, due to the weather ( yes, weather dictates</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/1953616242001643769/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=1953616242001643769" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/1953616242001643769?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/1953616242001643769?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/bENb8GNbLE4/psychopath.html" title="Greatest attempt ever" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RJx8LphyTJI/TB5r7pds2_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/K0cD0fJhT5w/s72-c/DH-NW-Cycle.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/06/psychopath.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMAQnYyfCp7ImA9WxFVF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-4155953075453446497</id><published>2010-06-17T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:40:43.894+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-17T00:40:43.894+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="netherlands" /><title>Shocking Wednesday</title><summary>1. There is no pet shop in The Hague. You can only get dogs as pets through animal shelter or breeder service. Hah!2. Car mechanic service is utterly exquisite here. Beware that you might need to go to another city just to get your 30 years old car fixed. Lesson learned from Steven.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/4155953075453446497/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=4155953075453446497" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/4155953075453446497?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/4155953075453446497?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/sIX7sX3WfR0/shocking-wednesday.html" title="Shocking Wednesday" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/06/shocking-wednesday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQDSHk7fSp7ImA9WxFVFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-5533466979752593744</id><published>2010-06-14T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:49:39.705+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-14T21:49:39.705+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="netherlands" /><title>Vlaggetjesdag a.k.a Flag Day</title><summary>Just in case you did not click on the link in my previous post. Here is what the Flag Day is all about. Remember? The Herring thing.I have never tried one yet. Perhaps, it should be my goal for the month of June. Herring, the sushi of HollandThe passion for raw herring is one of the rare things that visitors to Holland (and, whisper it quietly, many Dutch people too) often fail to appreciate. Yet</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/5533466979752593744/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=5533466979752593744" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/5533466979752593744?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/5533466979752593744?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/-Ae7TwgIz0U/vlaggetjesdag-aka-flag-dag.html" title="Vlaggetjesdag a.k.a Flag Day" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RJx8LphyTJI/TBYza9Dji3I/AAAAAAAAANw/0picsS_ngd8/s72-c/herring.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/06/vlaggetjesdag-aka-flag-dag.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4MRXs8cCp7ImA9WxFVFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-677925771726149413</id><published>2010-06-14T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:43:04.578+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-14T21:43:04.578+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="netherlands" /><title>Hoi Nederlands!</title><summary>I came back to Netherlands in total relief from the intense dramatic atmosphere back there. People are just crazy! I would safely conclude that it’s a cultural thing where simple things tends to be complicated by human beings ourselves. Anyway, I stepped off the train 7am early in the morning, and bogged down by my 17KG backpack and 8KG hand luggage. The chilly breeze at 16 degrees and beautiful </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/677925771726149413/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=677925771726149413" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/677925771726149413?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/677925771726149413?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/Bvu1Sw3sa8I/hoi-nederlands.html" title="Hoi Nederlands!" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RJx8LphyTJI/TBYxgw8ZmPI/AAAAAAAAANo/GduN8gSNgEo/s72-c/fans3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/06/hoi-nederlands.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08MQ3c6eip7ImA9WxFVEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-7835332674591849215</id><published>2010-06-09T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:51:22.912+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-09T00:51:22.912+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>Declutter</title><summary>As much as I was trapped in a whirlwind of mind-storm after being overloaded with excessive information, I'm glad that I came across this little anecdote that helped me to move on immediately.In ancient Greece (469 - 399 BC), Socrates was widely lauded for his wisdom. One day the great philosopher came upon an acquaintance who ran up to him excitedly and said, "Socrates, do you know what I just </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/7835332674591849215/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=7835332674591849215" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/7835332674591849215?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/7835332674591849215?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/H7M2BdZ3LPc/declutter.html" title="Declutter" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RJx8LphyTJI/TA501tvpk5I/AAAAAAAAANQ/TFUJXXsDgz0/s72-c/clutter.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/06/declutter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAFRX05cSp7ImA9WxFXF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-2114446723425185103</id><published>2010-05-24T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:58:34.329+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-24T23:58:34.329+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cooking" /><title>What can basil do ?</title><summary>My flatmate bought a pot of basil and she's been watering it everyday. I tell you, this plant is a demanding monster because it needs huge amount of water everyday to sustain its hue of pretty green on its leaves. That doesn't come cheap - for remembering this task before either one of us head off to work.Then I thought - what can I cook out of it? * blank *Usually, my first inspiration is </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/2114446723425185103/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=2114446723425185103" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2114446723425185103?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2114446723425185103?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/-rg3I68zLx0/what-can-basil-do.html" title="What can basil do ?" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/th_20100524_0.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-can-basil-do.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEARXs_fCp7ImA9WxFRGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-2357204322065475207</id><published>2010-05-04T06:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T06:10:44.544+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-04T06:10:44.544+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>My parents were awesome</title><summary>Sometimes, when I'm home sick, I will drop by this place, reminiscing on people's parents, and let my mind wandering how my parents could have looked like 50 years ago.How's your day dream like?The Awesome Site</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/2357204322065475207/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=2357204322065475207" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2357204322065475207?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/2357204322065475207?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/NcAJUTbwJLk/my-parents-were-awesome.html" title="My parents were awesome" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-parents-were-awesome.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMNSXY4fSp7ImA9WxFRGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887124680958720587.post-1437307091406933876</id><published>2010-05-02T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:48:18.835+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-02T20:48:18.835+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><title>Facebook-less - Cleanse &amp; deactivate !</title><summary>27 April 2010 2am in the cold morning, I officially removed my profile from Facebook ! At the same time, I made a brief record of the tedious process I went through get myself clean.- Removed 57 photo albums and 6 video I posted- Removed 2 Pages I administered- Removed close to 400 photo tags and 8 video tags- Deleted one by one of all 450 ++ friends - Unchecked all control settings related to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://greentank.blogspot.com/feeds/1437307091406933876/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2887124680958720587&amp;postID=1437307091406933876" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/1437307091406933876?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2887124680958720587/posts/default/1437307091406933876?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GreenTank/~3/YyHXaNIrMC4/facebook-less-cleanse-deactivate.html" title="Facebook-less - Cleanse &amp; deactivate !" /><author><name>Jo Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16649459794941491168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a9/groovykarma/blog/blogrelated/blackbrick.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://greentank.blogspot.com/2010/05/facebook-less-cleanse-deactivate.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

