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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUECRno_cSp7ImA9WhVTEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571</id><updated>2012-02-24T00:14:27.449+08:00</updated><title>The Girl Weaver</title><subtitle type="html">Weaving a Dream</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheGirlWeaver" /><feedburner:info uri="thegirlweaver" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUECRno-cSp7ImA9WhVTEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-8323354887239227568</id><published>2012-02-23T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T00:14:27.459+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-24T00:14:27.459+08:00</app:edited><title>Memories 2</title><summary type="html">
Recently I retrieved some music from this singer, Cass Pang.  I love her music and her voice.  Like one of my friends described, "When you hear her sing, you hear a story."



Many years ago, there was a time I went to a hotel karaoke every evening after work.  Rather than going to a karaoke room, I would sing in a lounge together with some others who frequented this place.  I made some friends &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/msE2PhTQMNk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8323354887239227568/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=8323354887239227568&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/8323354887239227568?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/8323354887239227568?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/msE2PhTQMNk/memories_23.html" title="Memories 2" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/02/memories_23.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08MRHw4cCp7ImA9WhRbF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-6517611931645656914</id><published>2012-02-09T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T01:24:45.238+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-09T01:24:45.238+08:00</app:edited><title>Memories</title><summary type="html">
This song reminds me of an époque of sweetness.



On my return from a trip to Italy and Greece, I found a gift from a friend waiting for me.  It was a tape of Velvet Underground's selected music.  This is one of my favourite songs on the tape.  I'd kept onto it for many years until one day I realized I had nothing that could play this tape anymore.



[Can't remember if I still have it &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/xKKjqNsyXLs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/6517611931645656914/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=6517611931645656914&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/6517611931645656914?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/6517611931645656914?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/xKKjqNsyXLs/memories.html" title="Memories" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/02/memories.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QGQnwzcSp7ImA9WhRbF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-559138621033993157</id><published>2012-02-09T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T00:42:03.289+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-09T00:42:03.289+08:00</app:edited><title>Pick of the Day</title><summary type="html">I think I started to love percussions because of her.  It wasn't exactly this show I saw at the time.  I think it was an MTV...but this one is just great!  At that time, I wished that I could play the drums like her!  :P








Gosh!  I feel so...... old...... ;)


&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/3oQ7v6O8ZE4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/559138621033993157/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=559138621033993157&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/559138621033993157?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/559138621033993157?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/3oQ7v6O8ZE4/pick-of-day.html" title="Pick of the Day" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/02/pick-of-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4GRnY8eyp7ImA9WhRbFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-7120531166735250907</id><published>2012-02-07T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T00:48:47.873+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-07T00:48:47.873+08:00</app:edited><title>Favourite Cat of All Times</title><summary type="html">Here is my favourite cat of all times.  I visit him from time to time on the net.  Just the cutest and cuddliest I've ever seen.  Don't you think so?

Mmmmmm &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3







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In January, one of the paid TV channels in Hong Kong did a short series on Flamenco - its culture.  It was a series of four episodes introducing its history and different facets including dance, instruments, and singing.



Not being able to put the videos here, here are the links to the four episodes... in Chinese!  My teacher was in there... and I was hiding somewhere in these clips too.  Bet &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/9cZeKNnUnDo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/47187814857881704/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=47187814857881704&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/47187814857881704?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/47187814857881704?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/9cZeKNnUnDo/tv-programme.html" title="TV Programme - Flamenco" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/01/tv-programme.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YMSXk4fyp7ImA9WhRUFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-6348150289285925289</id><published>2012-01-25T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T17:53:08.737+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-25T17:53:08.737+08:00</app:edited><title>Pick of the Day</title><summary type="html">





&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/YmprgkBDJxY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/6348150289285925289/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=6348150289285925289&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/6348150289285925289?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/6348150289285925289?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/YmprgkBDJxY/pick-of-day.html" title="Pick of the Day" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/01/pick-of-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAFSHY4cSp7ImA9WhRUE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-7316563477523609940</id><published>2012-01-24T02:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T02:35:19.839+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T02:35:19.839+08:00</app:edited><title>Sky100</title><summary type="html">Want to see how Hong Kong is from high above, enter here.


I'm one of the millions who live here, in this messy looking tiny place made up of islands, and a peninsula.  The place looks messy, partly because of all the construction works going on, and partly because the day the panorama was taken isn't ideal.  Behind all those buildings, you can't imagine how much money flow in and out each day, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/8dRyt9e6T64" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/7316563477523609940/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=7316563477523609940&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/7316563477523609940?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/7316563477523609940?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/8dRyt9e6T64/sky100.html" title="Sky100" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/01/sky100.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYCQH89fyp7ImA9WhRVFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-8660285581154947114</id><published>2012-01-15T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:36:01.167+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-15T22:36:01.167+08:00</app:edited><title>Internet Addicted</title><summary type="html">
Came across this article today.






SCMP.com - Can you  log off long enough to see if you have brain damage?

















&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/eLLZxfVbh3E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="related" href="http://www.scmp.com/vgn-ext-templating/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=b3dfe438d82d4310VgnVCM100000360a0a0aRCRD&amp;s=News&amp;ss=China#.TxLhFMQk9hc.blogger" title="Internet Addicted" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8660285581154947114/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=8660285581154947114&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/8660285581154947114?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/8660285581154947114?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/eLLZxfVbh3E/internet-addicted.html" title="Internet Addicted" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bXCS9uvKNB8/TxLkFiwh98I/AAAAAAAABXM/KYt_AMzWD0M/s72-c/scmp.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/01/internet-addicted.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cCSHkyfyp7ImA9WhRVFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-5508694366424800949</id><published>2012-01-15T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:37:49.797+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-15T00:37:49.797+08:00</app:edited><title>Flamenco Teacher</title><summary type="html">
A TV channel here has produced a series of four episodes on Flamenco.  Tonight's is the second episode featuring my teacher.  It's in Chinese, but if you are interested, click on this link.


&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/4VCIpyiYx5k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/5508694366424800949/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=5508694366424800949&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/5508694366424800949?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/5508694366424800949?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/4VCIpyiYx5k/flamenco-teacher.html" title="Flamenco Teacher" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/01/flamenco-teacher.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEHRnoyeSp7ImA9WhRVE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-5252182521925105144</id><published>2012-01-13T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T00:10:37.491+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T00:10:37.491+08:00</app:edited><title>Episode of a Couple</title><summary type="html">Excellent!!!











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...was what I was thinking when I was mending my flamenco bata de cola.  This time my whole foot went through.  For those who have seen one, it's really boring and tiring to mend because you have to redo the ruffles and go all the way round until the tear is mended.  It's even more difficult when the bata is in red and black!



Anyway, I know it's silly but I just happened to be humming this &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/kdcTmXnHdm8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/91604956526526677/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=91604956526526677&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/91604956526526677?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/91604956526526677?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/kdcTmXnHdm8/its-long-road.html" title="It's a Long Road..." /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-long-road.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcAQ3gzeip7ImA9WhRWF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-8573605952920514964</id><published>2012-01-05T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:40:42.682+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-05T23:40:42.682+08:00</app:edited><title>A Beam of Light</title><summary type="html">

in the middle of a tunnel...



There have been a number of changes since late last year; one after another.  Some I thought they would never have come by, and one came surprisingly.



I remember that there was this time I was constantly seeking for a move, and then due to circumstances and change of plans, I paused to wait for the new opportunity; the right moment; to come.  But, it never &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/PiwqKO7I8jU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8573605952920514964/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=8573605952920514964&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/8573605952920514964?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/8573605952920514964?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/PiwqKO7I8jU/beam-of-light.html" title="A Beam of Light" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2012/01/beam-of-light.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08DR3Y7fyp7ImA9WhRXFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-1534750215659476431</id><published>2011-12-24T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T01:37:56.807+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-24T01:37:56.807+08:00</app:edited><title>Merry Christmas</title><summary type="html">May &amp;lt;3 joy and peace &amp;lt;3 be with you at this time --&amp;lt;-@ 

















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What if I had stopped believing in destiny at that moment of truth?

What if I had kept this coat I was offered?

What if I was more confident and more active in communication?

What if I had made the call to change my ticket and left the next day?

What if I had more confidence, responded to the message in a very firm and bxxchy manner?

What if......


I'm babbling.  Just meaningless silly &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/JqS39pJTTAQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/626529319621785815/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=626529319621785815&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/626529319621785815?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/626529319621785815?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/JqS39pJTTAQ/silly-thoughts.html" title="Silly Thoughts" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/11/silly-thoughts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QCRHwycSp7ImA9WhRSEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-4854419508594101163</id><published>2011-11-13T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T02:09:25.299+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-13T02:09:25.299+08:00</app:edited><title>A Powerful Voice</title><summary type="html">To be in love with an art form is wonderful.  I don't know why I chose Flamenco but for now, I know that it's complicatedly wonderful:  a combination of voice, guitar, clapping, and the heart throbbing dancing.

Listen to this powerful voice and the impeccable guitar.  Just this is beautiful!



&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/DbKkA6935CI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/4854419508594101163/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=4854419508594101163&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/4854419508594101163?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/4854419508594101163?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/DbKkA6935CI/powerful-voice.html" title="A Powerful Voice" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/11/powerful-voice.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUANSXg7cCp7ImA9WhRSEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-7698758405290764474</id><published>2011-11-13T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T00:03:18.608+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-13T00:03:18.608+08:00</app:edited><title>Another Beautiful Performer</title><summary type="html">Juan Carlos Cardoso











&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/ECgseGqD7tg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/7698758405290764474/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=7698758405290764474&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/7698758405290764474?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/7698758405290764474?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/ECgseGqD7tg/another-beautiful-performer.html" title="Another Beautiful Performer" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-beautiful-performer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQHQ3g4eSp7ImA9WhRSEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-5978280298683128265</id><published>2011-11-11T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:02:12.631+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-12T00:02:12.631+08:00</app:edited><title>3 Idiots</title><summary type="html">
Watched this film quite late but am so glad that I've made it because it is such an excellent film!  The story was about how three engineering students met in the best College of Engineering in India, and then after how life developed during their study and after graduation.



It is such a story so beautifully written and produced that touched the heart of many.  The scenery in the film was &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/vgflUw7qNvk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/5978280298683128265/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=5978280298683128265&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/5978280298683128265?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/5978280298683128265?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/vgflUw7qNvk/3-idiots.html" title="3 Idiots" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/11/3-idiots.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYDQX4zcCp7ImA9WhRTFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-8212164513476025941</id><published>2011-11-06T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:02:50.088+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-06T22:02:50.088+08:00</app:edited><title>Very Adorable Brothers!</title><summary type="html">





&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/BrExocDemgw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8212164513476025941/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=8212164513476025941&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/8212164513476025941?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/8212164513476025941?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/BrExocDemgw/very-adorable-brothers.html" title="Very Adorable Brothers!" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/11/very-adorable-brothers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MGRHc7eCp7ImA9WhdaGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-7254361305451271785</id><published>2011-10-31T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T01:23:45.900+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-31T01:23:45.900+08:00</app:edited><title>Always My Star</title><summary type="html">
En la Noche Blanca del Flamenco










&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/N9whxW3MELI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/7254361305451271785/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=7254361305451271785&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/7254361305451271785?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/7254361305451271785?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/N9whxW3MELI/always-my-star.html" title="Always My Star" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/10/always-my-star.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUGQn8zeSp7ImA9WhdaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-6296615782308845761</id><published>2011-10-29T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T00:10:23.181+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-29T00:10:23.181+08:00</app:edited><title>La Musique d'Octobre</title><summary type="html">
Like instinct, for no reason I wanted to listen to this song.  And so I've been listening to it for the whole month of October.  Then I remembered that it must be around this time of one year that I bought this CD and listening to the songs to learn French.  This song, turned out to be my favourite, later brought some memories to life.



Now that I'm listening to it once again, I am listening &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/nO4oXKWU30c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/6296615782308845761/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=6296615782308845761&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/6296615782308845761?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/6296615782308845761?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/nO4oXKWU30c/la-musique-doctobre.html" title="La Musique d'Octobre" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/10/la-musique-doctobre.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAFSH0-eyp7ImA9WhdbEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-70569434976669381</id><published>2011-10-09T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T01:25:19.353+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-09T01:25:19.353+08:00</app:edited><title>Steve and Life</title><summary type="html">

News of last Wednesday sent repercussions to lives of many.  Many may be too few: millions, or billions may be right.  The icon of Apple passed away.  It was sad news to the World.  But what had he done that affected the World to such an extent?



People said his ideas changed life.  He was a symbol of hope.  His belief and attitude towards life were like a breath of fresh air that inspired &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/oEwg7z9LtMI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/70569434976669381/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=70569434976669381&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/70569434976669381?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/70569434976669381?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/oEwg7z9LtMI/steve-and-life.html" title="Steve and Life" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/10/steve-and-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4DQnY4fSp7ImA9WhdUFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-111047919741335609</id><published>2011-10-02T02:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T02:32:53.835+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-02T02:32:53.835+08:00</app:edited><title>Message is Strong</title><summary type="html">Wow, I came across this MV only today... American life in the eyes of this artiste.  The message is STRONG.
I watched on the news a little about the ceremony commemorating the 10th anniversary of the 911 incident.  It certainly wasn't something to "commemorate" for but it was done to sooth the sorrow of the Americans.  All the news on gearing up security leading to the 11 September could &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/bFuDLmOKyA4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/111047919741335609/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=111047919741335609&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/111047919741335609?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/111047919741335609?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/bFuDLmOKyA4/message-is-strong.html" title="Message is Strong" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/10/message-is-strong.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUESH44fip7ImA9WhdUFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23332571.post-6294286366170247475</id><published>2011-10-01T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T18:16:49.036+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-01T18:16:49.036+08:00</app:edited><title>Twenty Years Later</title><summary type="html">Sam Hui used to be a superstar in the 70s and 80s.  He still is in many people's heart.  At the time he was famous for his songs which reflected the daily life of the root of the community, as well as the life of people in a colony.
The lyrics of his music were usually humorous and could be a bit sarcastic at times.  I love his songs to this day because if you turn the setting around, the lyrics &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~4/8wdSrrRxVKk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/feeds/6294286366170247475/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23332571&amp;postID=6294286366170247475&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/6294286366170247475?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23332571/posts/default/6294286366170247475?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheGirlWeaver/~3/8wdSrrRxVKk/twenty-years-later.html" title="Twenty Years Later" /><author><name>Girl Weaver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MsKD_eDz1yw/TjwPv8uPH0I/AAAAAAAABUg/9AkCRGEwKrY/s220/northpole%2Bbw%2Btop%2Bbig.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://the-girl-weaver.blogspot.com/2011/10/twenty-years-later.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

