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I truly know that this is not a good reason for abandon my blog for more than 2 months. Anyway, I'm back since I'm free now. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update. I’ve been doing a lot of cooking and housekeeping most of the time, yet no time for baking even though I wanted to bake so much for this Chinese New Year. If you were to ask me if I can cook well, I guess I just have to leave it to those who have tried my cooking before. Let me share with you some of my cooking… *don’t expect much ya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SYksdY3wtAI/AAAAAAAAA3g/TDdn7X0Rsx4/s1600-h/P1020254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298815319982257154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SYksdY3wtAI/AAAAAAAAA3g/TDdn7X0Rsx4/s320/P1020254.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bagutte for Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SYksdgt8VyI/AAAAAAAAA3o/FRbIMjAIVuY/s1600-h/P1020366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298815322088560418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SYksdgt8VyI/AAAAAAAAA3o/FRbIMjAIVuY/s320/P1020366.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pan-fried Salmon and Salad... and Beer of course... for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7562280860416953036-2377819255232502995?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/YBqg52boQp4/happy-niu-ox-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SYksdY3wtAI/AAAAAAAAA3g/TDdn7X0Rsx4/s72-c/P1020254.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-niu-ox-year.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-6965345112455921680</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 09:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T17:35:48.177+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>84 days later...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of my friends complains that I have not been updating my blog for about 2 months (indeed, it’s close to 3 months, my dear). Well, perhaps I shouldn’t say it’s a complaint; it’s more like a compliment to me, which they miss reading my blog and that they would like to know what really happen to me recently. They really warm my heart with their love and care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was pretty busy for the last three months. Busy for??? Big stuff in life I guess, but definitely not about the wedding or anything close to that. Indeed, renovation, touch-up and house-keeping took much of my time and yet it is still eaten up big part of my time until today. It’s always the biggest dream to posses my own house, my home sweet home and life is just so complete and wonderful to have it finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad that everything has come out nicely as planned and I just can’t wait to share this excitement and joy of my life with you, my fellow friends. No matter how hard I wish I could invite you for my house warming party, the mess just halts me from doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, friends, I know you feel like paying a visit, but please bear with me at the moment, okay? The day will come soon, I promise. I must ensure I have at least a couch for you to sit on, right? *wink* &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/7562280860416953036-6965345112455921680?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/1jdlf8v2sDE/84-days-later.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/11/84-days-later.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-1599794849042611546</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 02:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-27T10:34:34.227+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Animals</category><title>Without you...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Looking out the front door, I don’t see him in the crate waving his tail in a way asking me to free him. At night, when it’s time for dinner, I don’t see him wandering in front of the house in a way hoping me to remember to feed his hungry stomach. When I step out from the bathroom after shower, I don’t see him lying on the floor in the house waiting for me to pat him and play with him. I always thought that life without him could be so much easier, but not until I’ve tasted it. It’s heartbreaking without him and life just turns to be so dull. I start to understand mom’s feeling when her children are not around. I keep worrying if he eats well and sleeps well. I keep wondering if he is comfortable with the new environment… Does he mix well with his new friends? Do they take good care of him? Do they bathe him often? There are so many questions in my mind and so I decided to ring them up for his condition. To my relief, he is doing alright with the new environment, not much problems, as according to the caretaker. This is the third week and hopefully I’m allowed to pay him a visit this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I’ve sent my pet to the caretaker’s home as the evil neighbour beastly J lodged a complaint to the city council after we’ve called up the police that he did massive sabotage to our property and the pet. &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/7562280860416953036-1599794849042611546?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/lM91PEH-kyw/without-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/without-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-1198593891451476685</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 06:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-22T16:20:17.662+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><title>The Angel beside Me</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Angie is the name to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been here beside me for more than a year’s time and I always wanted to share with you how nice this person is but time never allows, not until today.&lt;br /&gt;Probably it’s her personality or whatsoever that has made her a good listener, and that I feel comfortable sharing my thought and feeling at any time I’m happy or upset. I’m certainly more than happy to lend her my ears on her story that she is willing to share.&lt;br /&gt;Do we gossip about others? Hmm… No, I don’t think we do. We are more into personal stuffs, like our pets, family, the other half… you know that kind of stuffs, some truly private talk.&lt;br /&gt;She is 3 years younger than me, that makes me feel like we are more like siblings, but most of the time, it’s she takes care of me most of the time even though I’m elder and I do feel that I’m such a useless butt.&lt;br /&gt;She is an outgoing person; her talkative and easy-going behaviour brings many friends to her, and certainly she draws most of the attention whenever she goes.&lt;br /&gt;But please don’t be fooled by all these, she does have serious face at times. If she is so focus at work, she would even ignore you though you want to chit-chat with her. At most, she would just say, “huh?” and then continue working on her tasks.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how long we will be here like this, but I do hope the longer the better, at least my time will be full of joy and amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what if I tell you she is not really a she, but a he? *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Guess who this Angie is and why. &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/7562280860416953036-1198593891451476685?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/LKYehusONtk/angel-beside-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/07/angel-beside-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-2177197407536395082</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 09:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-18T17:19:11.230+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>The Month Full of Excitement</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time ticks so fast that it’s now the second half of month July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems getting a lot better than in June. *touchwood* I am not sure if it’s because of him who has helped me out to settle most of the problems, or things are getting clearer now. Whatever it is, I am definitely more comfortable at this stage, except the annoying major break out around the T-zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must tell you that life is just so excited every minute since the day our house undergoes massive renovation. I’m so energized right now having to think of how wonderful the house will look like after the renovation and there are always new surprises each time we visit the house. And hey, I’m going to see her this weekend. Oh, I just can’t wait to be there. *muaks* &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/7562280860416953036-2177197407536395082?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/3bWduABIaoc/month-full-of-excitement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/07/month-full-of-excitement.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-6350370343360012613</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 15:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-13T12:54:51.764+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">neighbourhood</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Animals</category><title>The Repayment for Loyalty</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A mommy dog surrounded by 4 puppies that are taking their turns for milk should make up a nice and warm picture for sharing, but not until you find them in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black mommy dog feeding 4 puppies with 1 already dead lying beside them was found in the City Dog Pound this morning. I could hardly hold back my tears after seeing them in the big dog cage, which their fate is known to be somewhat negative. They will be seized by the officers if no one claims them back within 1 to 2 weeks’ time. And what saddened the thing is that there are at least 30 dogs in the Dog Pound just today, which have been abandoned by human! It breaks my heart seeing some dogs bleeding due to skin disease being quarantined in poor environment with no medical aid, probably just waiting to be seized. And it surprises me when I found one of the sick dogs to be a Golden Retriever! Why do people have to dump these poor animals that were once their loved one when they can save their lives and change their fate by paying the vets for curing them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The condition and environment seems a little better in the SPCA, short for Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, but there are still countless dogs being abandoned and some waiting for adoption. I feel a little warmer seeing some young kids playing with the dogs, bringing them out for a couple of hours’ walk, at least they shower the poor animals with love even though they cannot bring them home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t human’s responsibility to take good care of the animals since the day they adopted them and treat them as their family members? Shouldn’t we, the human, treat these poor animals nicely as they treat us like their best buddy? Looking at the situation they are now in these places, are we repaying these poor animals exactly what they have offered us?&lt;/span&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/7562280860416953036-6350370343360012613?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/nGCfY01XwWE/repayment-for-loyalty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/07/repayment-for-loyalty.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-5522526743476396261</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 04:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-11T16:11:06.332+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>May the bad things end…</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life is a tough combat in this June. have been encountering at least 4 real sickening things for the past 30 days. As a result, major spots break out! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;a href="http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2007/02/lady-is-proud-of-what-her-kids-doing.html"&gt;beastly J &lt;/a&gt;is on his move again, abusing my dog! What do you think I can do besides lodging a police report? I thought it’s a wise move, at least the police said they will warn that fellow for no more second time else they will put him into the jail, but they never keep their words for giving warning to him, they never show up! *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray hard for these awful things to end in June and please give me back my porcelain complexion. Go away acne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless me! &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/7562280860416953036-5522526743476396261?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/BcbQVGcfnYc/may-bad-things-end.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/06/may-bad-things-end.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-4648007225491396827</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 10:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-26T18:18:54.252+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>Did you hear my prayer?</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just realize that I have only published one post in June! Sorry guys, I’m just not in the mood for blogging. This June seems to be a not so good month to me. Hiccups and obstacles everywhere and I just have to spend maximum effort to overcome everyone of them. If those are challenges in life, can God don’t deliver them to me at the same time? It’s pretty hard to get over them all at once; especially the progress in fixing defects for my house by the developer is extremely slow that keeps bugging me up. Can I hit the emergency brake, get down from the car and take my time for relaxation before continuing the journey? I’m seriously tired in everything. I wish I can sleep a whole night long without waking up suddenly from nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, can you realize my birthday wish this year? It has been the same wish I ask for in many years but it still hasn’t come true. Did you hear my prayer? &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/7562280860416953036-4648007225491396827?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/YWBwMcfldZU/did-you-hear-my-prayer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/06/did-you-hear-my-prayer.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-1688050866477738967</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 12:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-04T20:31:02.008+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>Huge Pressure in Life</title><description>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;I should be happier this month, the day that only comes once a year. Looking at my financial status versus the recent huge price hikes on the basic needs, there isn't much reason for me to stay happy. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prices for things like cement, bricks, steel and other raw materials for building construction has shot up this June. Besides, the price for rice and other edible stuff has also increased. How do we overcome the situation when the increment of our pay check is never in line with the inflation? *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Today, the government has announced the new price for petrol is $2.70 a litre, effective midnight tonight. The price goes up by $0.78 from the current $1.92, a hike of 40%. That means, with the same amount of mileage, it will cost me $90 extra per month for the petrol and that would make up $1080 a year since the hike. Although that wouldn't take up much of my salary, but imagine... the price of rice has shot up about 30% this month resulting in a pack of 10kg rice costs around $45. Price hikes cause chain effect in the entire market, the hawker has increased their price by 10% to anticipate that, and I definitely need to pay 10% more for a simple meal, i.e. if I am paying $500 per month for food, I guess by now I have to pay an extra of $50 for the same old things or probably smaller portion. Do you feel the pressure of life? Still no? Well, put yourself into my shoes, the government decided to have majority of the raw material price for building constructions lift when I am just about to start the renovation of my new house with great extension. Will I need to revise my extension plan? I hope the answer is no. Whatever it is, I'm struggling so hard to survive in this ever changing and very competitive world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;God bless me! It's my birthday this month and I hope the prices will go down tomorrow. However, people say any wishes make that are known to others will not come true. True?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7562280860416953036-1688050866477738967?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/OI2OU7Zj_7A/huge-pressure-in-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/06/huge-pressure-in-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-314161041645143487</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 12:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-30T20:59:18.550+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">News</category><title>Rare uncontacted tribe photographed in Amazon</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;RIO DE JANEIRO (Reuters) - Amazon Indians from one of the world's last uncontacted tribes have been photographed from the air, with striking images released on Thursday showing them painted bright red and brandishing bows and arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographs of the tribe near the border between Brazil and Peru are rare evidence that such groups exist. A Brazilian official involved in the expedition said many of them are in increasing danger from illegal logging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is happening in this region is a monumental crime against the natural world, the tribes, the fauna and is further testimony to the complete irrationality with which we, the 'civilized' ones, treat the world," Jose Carlos Meirelles was quoted as saying in a statement by the Survival International group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the pictures, which can be seen on Survival International's Web site (http://www.survival-international.org), shows two Indian men covered in bright red pigment poised to fire arrows at the aircraft while another Indian looks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another photo shows about 15 Indians near thatched huts, some of them also preparing to fire arrows at the aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The world needs to wake up to this, and ensure that their territory is protected in accordance with international law. Otherwise, they will soon be made extinct," said Stephen Corry, the director of Survival International, which supports tribal people around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of more than 100 uncontacted tribes worldwide, more than half live in either Brazil or Peru, Survival International says. It says all are in grave danger of being forced off their land, killed and ravaged by new diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20080530/i/r297811297.jpg?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20080530/i/r297811297.jpg?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/Uncontacted-Amazonian-tribe-photographed/ss/events/wl/052908amazontribe/s:/nm/20080529/sc_nm/brazil_tribe_dc;_ylt=AsqduzPTjRXZ7JBDg30QkXkiANEA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;More pictures here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/7562280860416953036-314161041645143487?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/lqXj7n2Cufo/rare-uncontacted-tribe-photographed-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/rare-uncontacted-tribe-photographed-in.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-7007220261590128224</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T22:17:17.629+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><title>Home-made Noodles</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What do you get if you mix flour, egg, salt, sugar and a little water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tadah... It's home-made noodles! *yummy yummy* You can make the noodles in either strips, with the aid of the noodle making tool, or pieces, using hand. You will probably need 15~30 minutes to mix the ingredients and roll it well; the longer you roll, the evener the mixture is and the texture will be softer and smoother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SD1l1O4qeHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/zfTZpVBNvBk/s1600-h/P1000018-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SD1l1O4qeHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/zfTZpVBNvBk/s320/P1000018-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205428709513394290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7562280860416953036-7007220261590128224?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/0SRMG5uhMcE/home-made-noodles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SD1l1O4qeHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/zfTZpVBNvBk/s72-c/P1000018-1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-made-noodles.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-6081349384180918685</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 13:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T22:17:17.810+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Recipe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><title>Creamy fresh mushroom soup, anyone?</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Surfing internet can be fun especially finding so many great food recipe that I can try out during the leisure time. Here is one of the recipes I got from the net and I have yet to try it out... just don't have the time to do it right now even though I have all the ingredients ready in mom's kitchen, but I'm sure I'll cook for my love ones when my house is ready with all the new kitchen wares. *Yippee* Oh in case if you are looking for a healthy diet that is light, you may want to try this. It just looks so yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SDaUAu4qeGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/f4KEFe_84EY/s1600-h/temp.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203509159779792994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SDaUAu4qeGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/f4KEFe_84EY/s320/temp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ingredients :&lt;br /&gt;300g fresh shitake mushrooms/abalone mushrooms, sliced&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;1 big onion, peeled and diced&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp plain flour&lt;br /&gt;600ml water&lt;br /&gt;250ml milk&lt;br /&gt;1 cube chicken stock concentrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasoning :&lt;br /&gt;Salt, pepper and black pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp mixed herbs/oregano&lt;br /&gt;50g canned button mushrooms, chopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method :&lt;br /&gt;1. Melt butter in a stockpot, stir-fry diced onion until soft. Add in flour, fresh mushrooms and stir well.&lt;br /&gt;2. Add in water, milk, chicken stock concentrate and bring to boil at high heat. Lower the heat and simmer for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Add in seasoning and stir well. Remove from heat.&lt;br /&gt;4. Blend the mushrooms soup in a blender until smooth. Return the soup to stockpot, and bring to boil. Remove from heat and keep warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7562280860416953036-6081349384180918685?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/yTTRi0mb0cc/creamy-fresh-mushroom-soup-anyone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SDaUAu4qeGI/AAAAAAAAAmE/f4KEFe_84EY/s72-c/temp.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/creamy-fresh-mushroom-soup-anyone.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-902122081013773051</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 09:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-23T17:45:06.257+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>Losing fat...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m certainly no good in maintaining my body line most likely as I love food. It turns out to be a bad news when my weight suddenly shot up in March since I’ve been indulging in eating and drinking. Somehow, I thought that was ok, not until I realized my average weight increment is a kg in 1~2 weeks’ time. Could that be an indication or alert of health problem or one of the effects of having relatively low platelet count? I’m not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that my body is getting heavier, I decided to go for a healthy diet plan to lose some pounds. I start to cut down the food intake, go for exercise, swimming, brisk walk… and the results? It was satisfying! It is nice seeing my weight slowly reduces every week and be able to achieve my initial target, i.e. 4kg for the past 2 months. *Yahoo!* I believe it’s the toughest time right now to lose another 4kg more to get to my ideal weight as I never succeed in breaking this record for the past 5 years. By then, I will be able to fit in a lot more dazzling dresses. *kekeke…*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing weight is not about maintaining body line, but staying healthy! &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/7562280860416953036-902122081013773051?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/EThfIXpd124/losing-fat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/losing-fat.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-4553184669895745307</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 10:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-21T18:31:30.505+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cars</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>Another Problem on My Tortoise</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I bought a totally new car (initial mass production batch I suppose) that was new in production, new in parts but not a new design as the maker partners with one of the Japan car makers, which is the biggest factors winning over my confidence and decision buying the car, close to 3 years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now, I find a few major common problems with this tiny car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Smelly aircond - never get fixed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Disc brake problem - the steering vibrates when braking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Aha, and I'm now in the problem #2. What saddened me is the problem occurs right after the 2-year warranty period. And that means I have to pay $$$ to replace the whole disc according to the mechanic just now. And what really upset me is that it costs more than $1000 for the replacement! It sounds rather too expensive to me considering the mechanical things within it Well, perhaps I'm wrong as I know nothing about mechanic. Maybe I should get it replaced, considering the brake is one of the most important parts in a car, where my life actually depends on it. Somehow, I'm struggling to pay for it, especially I'm tight in money. Also, I don't really believe in that mechanic, thinking he would just rip me off. So, I guess I will send my car to another workshop for checking and confirming if the replacement is really necessary and most importantly would solve the problem. In fact, I'm ok paying for the disc as long as they have confirmed it is the root cause and it get solved upon replacement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now you see why I'm so sad today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7562280860416953036-4553184669895745307?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/6QFrw2SXx8Y/another-problem-on-my-tortoise.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-problem-on-my-tortoise.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-2989082464902073911</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T22:17:18.590+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>When was the last time you hold your mom's hand?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SCha6mKEJVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/jHf7UJh4mFA/s1600-h/P1010021-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SCha6mKEJVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/jHf7UJh4mFA/s320/P1010021-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199505732520912210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm the worst daughter in the world where I hardly spend much quality time with her,  I rarely bring her out for dinner except on her birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Although I love her so much, I still have to admit I'm just not good enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thus, I decided to cancel all the appointments and dates just to spend a full day of quality time with her on Mother's day as I don't want to regret in future for not doing it in the present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have always know her age is catching up, but never really realize the sign of aging happens without any indication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At times, I hold her shoulders and I'm amazed how could small shoulders like hers can carry all the burdens by herself, with no complaints?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Her tiny little hands are now full of wrinkles and it's so dry, probably because of too much housework I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Her head is full of gray hair but she colours them with purple just to make her look younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is she old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the age of 57, I think she is not too old, but judging from her response and reaction, my heart starts aching as I see significant aging symptoms in her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perhaps you have forgotten it was Mother's day last Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's ok if you didn't celebrate it with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's ok if you have forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And it's ok to be busy, but at least give her a call whenever you miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She is always there waiting, loving and forgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And don't forget to tell her that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I love you, mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7562280860416953036-2989082464902073911?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/grgc5hv5Yv0/when-was-last-time-you-hold-your-moms.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SCha6mKEJVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/jHf7UJh4mFA/s72-c/P1010021-1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-was-last-time-you-hold-your-moms.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-4188369104429138382</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 12:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T22:17:18.891+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><title>Dinner on me, anyone?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Came home real early today for the sake of getting some rest, which I serious lack of some sleep with worries about the new house. Somehow, this evening turned out to be slightly different and very unusual from the previous days. I cooked a simple dinner for mom and myself. *grin* Cooking has been my hobby since I was like 7 years old, perhaps. So, it's kind of fun, you know, to be able to cook for family and the one whom you love. Mom didn't buy any much thing for tonight's dinner, so I just decided to make us fried rice. *yeah* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SCLr2qwsLPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/MsRzuMFf0Cg/s1600-h/P1000662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SCLr2qwsLPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/MsRzuMFf0Cg/s320/P1000662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197976244362947826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SCLr3KwsLQI/AAAAAAAAAlc/JhM7RjAT4IQ/s1600-h/P1000671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SCLr3KwsLQI/AAAAAAAAAlc/JhM7RjAT4IQ/s320/P1000671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197976252952882434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7562280860416953036-4188369104429138382?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/oUrecrUAWm0/dinner-on-me-anyone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SCLr2qwsLPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/MsRzuMFf0Cg/s72-c/P1000662.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/dinner-on-me-anyone.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-3094285890888464262</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 14:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-29T21:57:26.171+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blogthings</category><title>3GB Community</title><description>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here comes the newest community online that people like us should never miss it. It's &lt;a href="http://www.3gb.biz/"&gt;3GB&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In 3GB at &lt;a href="http://www.3gb.biz/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.3gb.biz&lt;/a&gt;, you are able to keep in touch with your old friends by searching through the database and add them to your list accordinly. Unlike other similar service providers, you can even meet new friends from different places or countries to enlarge your social circle. With that, you will have more friends from various places. It's not just that. What 3GB provides more is that you can even out pour your thoughts and comments on the latest issues or share your personal life with others by blogging with 3GB. In some cases where plain texts are boring, you can even create various photo albums and share them with your beloved relatives and friends to keep them up-to-date on yourself and perhaps your family. Oh, not forgetting, you can even chat with other members while listening to the latest MP3 hits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Isn't it 3GB the coolest community that ones should never miss it? So, what are you waiting for? Let's log on to &lt;a href="http://www.3gb.biz/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.3gb.biz&lt;/a&gt;, sign up to be their member and spread this great news to your friends today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I've actually sign up the community and I can assure you the sign up process is so easy, the dashboard design is very clean and you are able to find anything you want easily. Add me if you have signed up 3GB. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7562280860416953036-3094285890888464262?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/H4RgucUQYV8/3gb-community.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/3gb-community.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-7704183594928717837</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 08:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T22:17:19.441+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Feng Shui</category><title>Warning: Feng Shui tips that could scare you</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is a TV programme in HK showing at present about the paranormal phenomena and there is a piece of information I got from the programme that scares me the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The topic of that day was about 10 ways to see ghost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Please don’t read the following if you feel uncomfortable, but it’s best that you read for your knowledge *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m not going to list all of them, but the top of the list will be…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Never put the mirror facing each other in the opposite direction like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SA2fLn-AJNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/lafOGNSdkT0/s1600-h/mirror.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SA2fLn-AJNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/lafOGNSdkT0/s320/mirror.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191980967484466386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* Sorry I have to take out the portion specifying which two (2) directions are NO NO NO as I need to ensure you really don’t do it. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These two directions are believed to be the Ghost Door, and if you were to put the mirrors in these two directions, the others would be wandering in this area and probably trap there. It’s rather easier to see them with this method, but I must warn you, just like the master has warned the audiences, that it’s very difficult to make them disappear once they came in to your house. Perhaps now you know why I don’t want to reveal the true direction? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ps: I’m not superstitious but I choose to believe than regret if something bad happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps: If you are interested to know more, leave your email address and I'll reply you in private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7562280860416953036-7704183594928717837?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/KcF1MDDOun8/warning-feng-shui-tips-that-could-scare.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/SA2fLn-AJNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/lafOGNSdkT0/s72-c/mirror.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/warning-feng-shui-tips-that-could-scare.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-7436473616795088529</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 09:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-17T17:21:53.523+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Relationship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">C'est la vie</category><title>Relationship for Dummies</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are some of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gardino.info/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dating and marriage tips for dummies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TRUST is important for all relationships &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUST is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity may result in separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call. She answered, "Public Utilities Board." There was silence. She repeated, "PUB." There was still no answer. When she was going to cut off the line, she heard a lady's voice, "Oh, so this is PUB. Sorry, I got the number from my Husband's pocket but I do not know whose number it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if the telephone operator answered with just "hello" instead of "PUB".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NO POINTING FINGERS &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man asked his father-in-law, "Many people praised you for a successful marriage. Could you please share with me our secret?" The father-in-law answered in a smile, "Never criticize your wife for her shortcomings or when she does something wrong. Always bear in mind that because of her shortcomings and weaknesses, she could not find a better husband than you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at. This is the start of a war. We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves. If we forgive the others, others will ignore our mistake too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;CREATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested "I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one." The SDU officer said, "Your requirements, please." "Oh, good looking, polite, humorous, sporty, knowledgeable, and good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home during my leisure hour, if I don't go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest." The officer listened carefully and replied, "I understand you need television."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband, because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife. Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses. The nightmare begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NO OVERPOWERING &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another, or demands too much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage. Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will cause disappointment and unpleasantness. It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;RIGHT SPEECH &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other, we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted, "Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school." On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, "Luckily you married me. Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker." She answered,"You should appreciate that you married me. Otherwise, he will be the millionaire and not you." Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It's like a broken egg - cannot be reversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PERSONAL PERCEPTION &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be another man's poison. A couple bought a donkey from the market. On the way home, a boy commented, "Very stupid. Why neither of them rides on the donkey?” Upon hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides them. Later, an old man saw it and commented, "The husband is the head of family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?" Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further on the way home, they met an old Lady. She commented, "How can the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman." The husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey. Then, they met a young man. He commented, "Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two persons. They are cruel to you." Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be the only choice left. Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened and struggled. They lost their balance and fell into the river. You can never have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future. Thus, do not be too bothered by others words if our conscience is clear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BE PATIENT &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, and hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy's hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery &amp;amp; saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, “Daddy, I’m sorry about your truck." Then he asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father went home &amp;amp; committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose your patience with someone u love. Trucks can be repaired.. Broken bones &amp;amp; hurt feelings often can't. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7562280860416953036-7436473616795088529?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/3FQHvoyTJkA/something-to-ponder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/something-to-ponder.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-6258942738529846021</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-10T10:38:23.132+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>Great changes through great people</title><description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Every time when I overheard of my seniors discussing on the interviews for new hires, it always comes to my mind about the only one question that could put me into deep thought during the interview. I tried so hard to convince the interviewers on the reason why I want to look for a new job or why I would want to leave the company, but I guess most likely none of them would believe in my story that I need some changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had so much fun in my previous company, and like I mentioned before, the only reason that could hold me back from job-hopping is my beloved friends, who not just live in my memory but also in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I cannot afford to have myself not moving forward. The working environment in my previous company was great (they have shifted the office to somewhere else now), the job scope is wonderful and the colleagues are very nice but the only thing I see in myself is that I did not improve much since I graduated. I don’t see huge progression in my job experience, not to mention career advancement even though I may not be the strong career type of person. I consider my previous job as challenging and exciting, yet there was something lacking… yes, it’s the feeling of accomplishment. Honestly, that’s the true reason I made up my mind for changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It has been two years, and still the gratefulness that I hold in my heart has never gone less. I’m clueless as of how capable I am to beat the other candidates in winning this offer, but I know I’m given this opportunity to shine because they have faith in me and I must prove to myself that I can do it. Many times, when I’m grumbling about my job, deep down in my heart, I know those grumbles wouldn’t last long, Eventually, it would turn into positive energy to keep me going, just because accomplishing tasks that others think I can’t is a huge achievement, not to mention that the other is the one who lives within myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I receive the technical excellence awards today. Looking deep into it, I see the day when I was told to in charge of this project, the anxiety that I’ve gone through thinking all the ‘what if’, the man who has assigned this project to me and the men who have helped me through the entire development. If it isn’t because of the code of ethics or any of the boundaries that you can name of, I would have hugged them one by one. I truly appreciate them for giving me a chance for a better change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As of now, the effort that I need to put in has doubled up as I’m given so many high goals to reach. Is it possible? Oh I have faith in them and myself, and I will do what I can to reach the sky even though it seems so impossible to me at the moment. I wish I could take my little time to breathe and do slowly, but again these are all the usual grumbles that would eventually turn into force to push me forward after some time of self-adjustment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Live life to the fullest. Gambatte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tag: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/saoirse" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.4em; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt=" " src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=saoirse" /&gt;saoirse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/7562280860416953036-6258942738529846021?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/YLmAORWdRqI/great-changes-through-great-people.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-changes-through-great-people.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-3712205900282809458</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 07:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-10T10:38:44.086+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>The answer is revealed....</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;550 days and nights have passed and I finally got the key for my new house early of this year. *Hurray* No doubt, it’s a giant leap having to commit myself to an expensive property that suppose would benefit my family and I, but the monthly instalment would certainly kill either of us if we didn't even out the burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to reveal the answer for the quiz that I set up earlier, I’m considering if I should renovate and extend the kitchen. Currently, the kitchen is segregated into two areas, a dry kitchen mostly for preparation or storage, and a wet one, which of course for cooking and washing. To us, the small wet kitchen is sufficient for daily cooking, but if we were to extend the kitchen to 220 square feet large, we can shift the dining table to the dry kitchen so that we can have a bigger space in the living room. What do you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, congratulations to cc and lob. You got the answer correct. So here is your present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3=(^_^)=E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big hug for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Bok bok is baby's words, it means hacking in cantonese. For those who got it differently, err... was that something naughty? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tag: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/saoirse" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-LEFT: 0.4em; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt=" " src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=saoirse" /&gt;saoirse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/7562280860416953036-3712205900282809458?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/ttlr-tzixog/answer-is-revealed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/answer-is-revealed.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-6495219576446985658</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-07T21:19:31.341+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>I found it!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yippee! Hurray! A quick update to my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally found my tweezer. CC, the ghost who took my stuff is good ghost, too. (^_^)V &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yawn... it's time to... go home from work. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/7562280860416953036-6495219576446985658?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/WMqOeK0oENk/i-found-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-found-it.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-6082496149817462401</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 09:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-02T17:06:27.440+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>Where is my tweezer?</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Careless me! This is the third time I lost my tweezer. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to find it for the first two times after searching the entire workplace. Yes, I know I’m careless in taking care of my belongings, but I just don’t expect people will take it without returning it to me even though I’ve written my name on it huge and clear. Ok, perhaps they just didn’t see it. Anyway, this is the third time and it’s gone forever. I’ve did the search again and again for a few days and yet it can never be located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a tweezer desperately for my daily work. What else can I do besides getting a total new one with my own money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won’t lose it, again. And seriously, I need to take care of my stuffs extra carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I’ve lost a bar of chocolate, which I put it on my table. Then, another tweezer suddenly lost and later found at another place. I didn’t go to that place and put my tweezer there, unless it has legs to run to there. Hmm…. Don’t tell me this place is haunted. :p&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/7562280860416953036-6082496149817462401?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/jCS2Z_BDAks/where-is-my-tweezer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-is-my-tweezer.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-5528062135593548602</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T22:17:19.650+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saoirse</category><title>Quiz...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I put up this caption on my MSN messenger a few weeks ago. I receive so many responses there after from my friends asking what it really means. Some dare not to ask me directly, some asked but dare not to guess. Whatever it is, I’m going to open this little quiz here and see if you know the answer as in whether you know me or not. Ahem…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the quiz. Please make a guess as in what I mean with “Bok Bok! No Bok?” *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/R_L9RdkGgYI/AAAAAAAAAkI/R1v0KC8YUB4/s1600-h/temp.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184484597492515202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/R_L9RdkGgYI/AAAAAAAAAkI/R1v0KC8YUB4/s320/temp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/7562280860416953036-5528062135593548602?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/_3xlBNTlCSY/i-put-up-this-caption-on-my-msn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l6MvQztC8c0/R_L9RdkGgYI/AAAAAAAAAkI/R1v0KC8YUB4/s72-c/temp.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-put-up-this-caption-on-my-msn.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562280860416953036.post-6380704826234724491</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 05:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-01T13:58:05.463+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">C'est la vie</category><title>Life explained...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Want to know why you are working so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the very first day of the world, God created the cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said to the cow: "Ah Gu (cow), today I have created you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your job is to go to the field with the farmer all day long.You will provide the energy to pull things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will also provide milk for people to drink! You are to work all day under the sun! In return, you will only eat grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, you will have a life span of 50 years." Ah Gu objected. "What.. I work all day in the sun and I get only to eat grass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I have to give my milk away! This is tough and you want me to live 50 years! I'll take 20 and you can have the remaining 30 years back!" God agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next day, God created the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said to the dog. "Ah Kow (dog), I have created you for a purpose... You are to sit all day by the door of your master's house! Should anyone come in, you are to bark at them! In return, you will eat your master's leftovers. I'll give you a life span of 20 years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Kow objected. " What! I have to sit by the door all day and will need to bark at people, and what do I get...LEFTOVERS... This isn't right, I'll take 10 and you can have the remaining 10 years back!" God agreed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, God created the monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said to the monkey. "Lao Kao (monkey), your job is to entertain people. You will make them laugh, act stupid and make faces! You will also do somersaults and swing on trees to amaze them. In return, you will get to eat bananas and peanuts. For that, I'll give you 20 years to live." Naturally the monkey objected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is ridiculous, I gotta make faces and make people laugh let not even come to the part about the trees and somersaults. Tell you what, I'll give 10 years of my life to thank you for my existenceand I'll take 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?" God agreed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, God created humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said to the man. "You are my best piece of work, for that, you will only need to sleep, eat, sleep, play, eat, sleep again and do nothing else.You will get to eat all the best things and play with the best toys. All you need to do is enjoy all your life. For this kinda of life, I'll give you 20 years." Just like the rest, the man objected. "What, all I need to do is relax and enjoy myself and I have only 20 years to live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what, you've 30 years back from Ah Gu, 10 years from Ah Kow and another 10 from Lao Kao and you probably don't know what to do with all those lifes. Why not I take them all and I'll have 70 years to live?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God being such good natured, agreed with a smile.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT IS WHY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat, sleep, play and enjoy for the first 20 years of our lives when we are growing up. Work like a cow for the next 30 to raise our family. Sit outside the door and bark at people for the next 10 when we are retired. And finally, we make faces and perform monkey tricks to entertain our grandchildren for the final 10 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&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/7562280860416953036-6380704826234724491?l=saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/KpuG/~3/BZCjQDGMVXg/life-explained.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (saoirse)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saoirse-thousandmiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-explained.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
