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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 04:51:55 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Residing In My World Of Solitude</title><description>一个人置身在辽阔的大海，与世隔绝，不知不觉感受到了无穷的宁静。</description><link>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>181</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/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/mrchoy-traveller" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>mrchoy-traveller</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:feedFlare href="http://www.bloglines.com/sub/http://feeds.feedburner.com/mrchoy-traveller" src="http://www.bloglines.com/images/sub_modern11.gif">Subscribe with Bloglines</feedburner:feedFlare><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-4097480197641399731</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 04:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-01T12:51:55.379+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Happy New Year</category><title>Happy New Year 2010!</title><description>Right now, 2009 is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SzzRTy5Y22I/AAAAAAAAEPo/9JLRMusv_4o/s1600-h/2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SzzRTy5Y22I/AAAAAAAAEPo/9JLRMusv_4o/s400/2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421438189457431394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's time to get over the past and move on to &lt;s&gt;yet&lt;/s&gt; another brand new year, 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, 2009 is considered as a year of memories. From receiving the results of my O Level to now, venturing into the life of Poly! Come to think of it, it has been 8 months in SP! 8 months! How time flies seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I will never forget the endless torments while going through this process, it's a wonder for me to come this far. Thank goodness I'm used to the life as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been too many changes taking place since the year 2009, kinda disappointing. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe 2009 is a crucial year of letting go and moving on the next level. But it's easier said than done, saying that I never once miss the past 4 years at School of Choice? That's definitely a lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, what am I doing!? I just said to let go of the past and now I've started reminiscing again. *lol* epic fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since it's the year 2010, then I shall list down 10 New Year's resolutions. This is my first time doing this, if it gets too corny don't blame me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Complete what I'm supposed to complete for the past few months, which I left them out due to my laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And of course, curb my lazy habit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Get my first and last DSLR, most probably would be Canon 500D. After that, get my foundation right and no Auto anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hopefully more happiness and less torment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Exercise some self-control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Good results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No presentations please, I sincerely beg! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Read New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn and Giddens novels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BF 碧碧天使 get over with him*! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Last but not least, a very standard resolution, all's well for my family and friends! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy New Year 2010! ^_^&lt;/span&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/4658524883508335598-4097480197641399731?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/u8Wq3esm8qc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/u8Wq3esm8qc/happy-new-year-2010.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SzzRTy5Y22I/AAAAAAAAEPo/9JLRMusv_4o/s72-c/2010.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-6600939829572474136</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 09:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-31T16:58:05.660+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing Is Caring</category><title>L4D2 Bloody Massacre</title><description>Hehe...check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Szh0f_sHp9I/AAAAAAAAEO8/ZsGip6Jiobk/s1600-h/L4D2-Bloody-Massacre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Szh0f_sHp9I/AAAAAAAAEO8/ZsGip6Jiobk/s400/L4D2-Bloody-Massacre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420210244561643474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last map of Chapter 2 - Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Szh5ArhzJyI/AAAAAAAAEPI/Lxt0HYFCaEw/s1600-h/L4D2-Street-Massacre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Szh5ArhzJyI/AAAAAAAAEPI/Lxt0HYFCaEw/s400/L4D2-Street-Massacre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420215204131841826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Map 2 of Chapter 1 - Streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the blood from the game &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left 4 Dead 2&lt;/span&gt; zombies just spilled all over the screen, cool uh? CHAINSAW FOR THE WIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-6600939829572474136?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/dUexe9zFfXk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/dUexe9zFfXk/l4d2-bloody-massacre.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Szh0f_sHp9I/AAAAAAAAEO8/ZsGip6Jiobk/s72-c/L4D2-Bloody-Massacre.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/12/l4d2-bloody-massacre.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-5742570888618371771</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 08:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-28T16:37:51.148+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Sky From My Window</category><title>Cotton Candy Cloud</title><description>Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SzMoKxgwuvI/AAAAAAAAEN8/u-wmRSR5VJs/s1600-h/Cotton-Candy-Cloud.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SzMoKxgwuvI/AAAAAAAAEN8/u-wmRSR5VJs/s400/Cotton-Candy-Cloud.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418718942211390194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Christmas eve! So shall we let it snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-5742570888618371771?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/8S7ad1Gbffw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/8S7ad1Gbffw/cotton-candy-cloud.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SzMoKxgwuvI/AAAAAAAAEN8/u-wmRSR5VJs/s72-c/Cotton-Candy-Cloud.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/12/cotton-candy-cloud.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-9011087558952142361</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-21T18:12:26.469+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Sky From My Window</category><title>I Wonder</title><description>Sometimes I wonder this, sometimes I wonder that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SyyIUx63lSI/AAAAAAAAENM/jir7NzPylYE/s1600-h/An-Overcast-Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SyyIUx63lSI/AAAAAAAAENM/jir7NzPylYE/s400/An-Overcast-Day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416854342398874914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But so far the answers to this and that are not the ones I'm looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-9011087558952142361?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/hD7KQtmOxzg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/hD7KQtmOxzg/i-wonder.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SyyIUx63lSI/AAAAAAAAENM/jir7NzPylYE/s72-c/An-Overcast-Day.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wonder.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-5054020278017811441</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 07:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-15T17:27:54.988+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">封锁的心灵世界</category><title>人的改变</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Syc9yKqIV0I/AAAAAAAAELU/nHqHbPZnBIA/s1600-h/%E4%BA%BA%E7%9A%84%E6%94%B9%E5%8F%98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Syc9yKqIV0I/AAAAAAAAELU/nHqHbPZnBIA/s400/%E4%BA%BA%E7%9A%84%E6%94%B9%E5%8F%98.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415365009000126274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;人，总是变幻莫测。&lt;br /&gt;人，懂得随机应变。&lt;br /&gt;人，会随着时间的流逝而渐渐地发现自己变得跟以前完全不一样。&lt;br /&gt;人，也学会了变心。&lt;br /&gt;人，是不可能一成不变的。&lt;br /&gt;人，是变形金刚。能跑能跳能打，看似平凡却充满杀伤力。&lt;br /&gt;人，是变色龙。会随着不同的情况，不同的环境而改变它们的 “颜色” 。&lt;br /&gt;人，是魔术师。能变出各式各样令你意想不到的 “魔术” 。&lt;br /&gt;人，是变脸大师。一转眼的功夫，一瞬间的变化，换来的是不一样的 “表情” 。&lt;br /&gt;人的改变，不是三言两语就能说得清。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-5054020278017811441?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/AJq8s4lYwTo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/AJq8s4lYwTo/ren-de-gai-bian.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Syc9yKqIV0I/AAAAAAAAELU/nHqHbPZnBIA/s72-c/%E4%BA%BA%E7%9A%84%E6%94%B9%E5%8F%98.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/12/ren-de-gai-bian.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-5200573625340581386</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 06:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-14T17:46:42.298+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">封锁的心灵世界</category><title>峰与峯的交叉</title><description>某某的一个晚上，一家人坐在客厅闲聊。我突然好奇地问我老爸：“爸爸，为什么我的名字是峰而不是峯？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sxyfcs4oMyI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/JhAYMSerSnw/s1600-h/%E5%AD%A4%E5%8D%95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sxyfcs4oMyI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/JhAYMSerSnw/s400/%E5%AD%A4%E5%8D%95.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412376167626322722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;他无奈地回答：“峰字里有座山，将来你会有 “靠山” 来为你撑腰。峯字里也有座山，但会把你压得死死的，你会喘不过气来。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由于峯字看起来很 “酷” ，我不甘心地说：“但是凭一个人的力量能撑起一座山，不是很厉害吗？” 这问题难倒了我老爸，他没回答，只说这两个字里峰比较好看。哈！真是的。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;起初我比较喜欢峯，但听了老爸的解答，也挺有道理的。能独自撑起一座山又如何？少了朋友，少了依靠会难以生存在这残酷的世界里。不一定要你一直依赖别人，而是在适当的时候，走投无路了，还有人愿意伸出援手，带给你希望。在你遇到困难时，身边有座靠山能帮你解围，帮你渡过难关。毕竟是人，伤心的时候有个人拍拍你肩膀，鼓励你安慰你，不是很好吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看来，老爸应该是预料到我长大后会常常向往孤单，所以才会选择 “峰” 取在我名字里。或许我是 “夆” ，正在寻找属于我的 “山” ，何日才能相逢完成我们的 “峰” 呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-5200573625340581386?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/E8fDWEhVpU8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/E8fDWEhVpU8/feng-yu-feng-de-jiao-cha.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sxyfcs4oMyI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/JhAYMSerSnw/s72-c/%E5%AD%A4%E5%8D%95.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/12/feng-yu-feng-de-jiao-cha.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-1594430181195553928</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2009 07:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-06T20:52:37.782+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">封锁的心灵世界</category><title>地铁 “新鲜” 事</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;我还蛮喜欢乘搭地铁列车的，作为一个公共交通工具，一来可以省钱省油，二来可以降低废气的排放量，三来可以欣赏美丽的风景，四来还可以察言观色。好处还真不少呢！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sxo1UwHuveI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/S-T4Wp8Crpw/s1600-h/%E5%AD%A4%E5%8D%95%E5%88%97%E8%BD%A6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sxo1UwHuveI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/S-T4Wp8Crpw/s400/%E5%AD%A4%E5%8D%95%E5%88%97%E8%BD%A6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411696532870053346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;说到察言观色，真的多到数不清，我举几个例子好了。有位中年男子很不自动，手中的手机一直播放一首歌，在他周围的人都听得一清二楚。你知道他播什么歌吗？《爱》 的主题曲，爱你一万年！对他来讲可能好听到无法形容，但我越听越烦，巴不得给他两巴掌。连我朋友都很想向他爆粗口。眼看靠近他的人脸色大变，他还摆出若无其事的样子！哇，这地铁是他老爸开的啊？不为其他人着想，简直毫无公德心可言！这么 “勇敢” 的人，为了自己的享受就得罪周围这么多人，值得吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另一个早上，另一个中年男子，开始他的 “神经” 问话。他一进来，就以马来语对站在我面前的印度母女说早安 （很大声的那种）。她们听得一头雾水，那位中年男子似乎知道了，就说：“Oh, I thought you were Malay。” 接着就用印度语来讲，还问她们是否正确。然后呢，他把视线转移到一位男生，开始问他是不是新加坡人，有没有结过婚，有几个孩子等等（还是一样很大声）。庆幸的是，男生也很客气的一一回答，以 “正常” 的心态与他对话。真是佩服那位男生。回到中年男子的身上，我觉得他向人说早安是没有错，但在人山人海的地铁里问别人的私事，那就太有问题了吧？如果那个人是刚离过婚的，你还去问他有没有结过婚，我想他不是不爽你就是开口骂你，甚至会举起拳头请你吃。中年男子的 “神经问话” 的那段时间，我越听越觉得不妙，很不自在，时间瞬间变得好漫长，想离他远一点更是不可能的任务，我把这整个过程形容为活受罪！好不容易到了转换车站 Jurong East Interchange，他终于下了车，我也顿时松了一口气。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又是另一个早上，但这次不是什么中年男子，而是位中年妇女。站在我旁边的男生，他有个离他大概一毫米（1 mm）距离的空位，他已经拿下背包准备坐下。这时，那位中年妇女利用她娇小的身材乘虚而入，成功的 “抢” 走了那个位子！她真的很快，我一转眼她就坐在那个位子上了，是不是有什么超能力？反倒是男生不跟她计较，不对，更应该说没必要跟 “这种人” 计较。位子而以嘛，何必做到像在抢自己的东西一样？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放学了，和朋友坐地铁列车回家。人潮没那么多，“恐怖” 的人也好像没有。但是我错了。地铁列车这么长，偏偏又是另一位中年男子站在我正前方。记得有个新条例说在地铁车厢里不能喝饮料，更不能饮食。这男子不管三七二十一，拿着小松糕猛吃，脆脆的松糕都掉在地上了。当然，他有把它捡起来，总算还有点公德心。看得出他很饿，不然冒着被罚款的风险对他有什么好处？不过说实话，在地铁车厢里饮食的确很不雅观，也很不卫生，还会令人反胃！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在车厢里天天上演着 “新鲜” 的戏码，因为有什么样的人，就会有什么样的事。什么样的人都有，什么样的事都可以发生。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-1594430181195553928?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/4YJjmS-Zm4M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/4YJjmS-Zm4M/di-tie-xin-xian-shi.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sxo1UwHuveI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/S-T4Wp8Crpw/s72-c/%E5%AD%A4%E5%8D%95%E5%88%97%E8%BD%A6.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/12/di-tie-xin-xian-shi.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-3337571943337973805</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 08:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-29T20:34:16.232+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Anime Festival Asia AFA</category><title>Irresistible Hatsune Miku Figurine</title><description>Greenish long silky hair, beautiful face and a pair of seductive eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxJYZ3vwLiI/AAAAAAAAEFc/SKsmQXgsBsc/s1600/Hatsune-Miku.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxJYZ3vwLiI/AAAAAAAAEFc/SKsmQXgsBsc/s400/Hatsune-Miku.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409483303909600802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one figurine that I wish to have, but well I bet it will cost up to hundreds over dollars （or even not for sale) which is totally not within my range! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxJYaJ3a5WI/AAAAAAAAEFk/hd6oOG4IZV4/s1600/Hatsune-MIku%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxJYaJ3a5WI/AAAAAAAAEFk/hd6oOG4IZV4/s400/Hatsune-MIku%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409483308773598562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking on the bright side, a few photos here should be enough to quench my "thirst"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxJYavz0VzI/AAAAAAAAEFs/dvz3UAtq5Ao/s1600/Hatsune-Miku%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxJYavz0VzI/AAAAAAAAEFs/dvz3UAtq5Ao/s400/Hatsune-Miku%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409483318959036210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxJYa51BfGI/AAAAAAAAEF0/s461wSibX0g/s1600/Hatsune-Miku%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxJYa51BfGI/AAAAAAAAEF0/s461wSibX0g/s400/Hatsune-Miku%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409483321648446562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her name is Hatsune Miku （初音未来）, known as The World Most Popular Virtual Idol. This figurine was showcased at AFA09, Tokyo Figure Show by &lt;a href="http://www.dannychoo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danny Choo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-3337571943337973805?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/wIDL9TbEytw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/wIDL9TbEytw/irresistible-hatsune-miku-figurine.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxJYZ3vwLiI/AAAAAAAAEFc/SKsmQXgsBsc/s72-c/Hatsune-Miku.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/11/irresistible-hatsune-miku-figurine.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-6342192106288561258</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 10:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T22:30:27.981+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random Photography</category><title>GEM Assignment 1</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Soeht7lufAI/AAAAAAAADqE/Ia8Haao3SUs/s1600-h/Esplanade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Soeht7lufAI/AAAAAAAADqE/Ia8Haao3SUs/s400/Esplanade.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370438891124718594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Architecture Exterior Day Shot - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brothers (Day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade is one of the many famous landmarks in Singapore. To me they are like two brothers, working together to bring the audience an unforgettable experience. The technique used were the sky acting as negative space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SwAE8D2XpPI/AAAAAAAAEBs/-VNOMdumoWQ/s1600-h/Esplanade-Night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SwAE8D2XpPI/AAAAAAAAEBs/-VNOMdumoWQ/s400/Esplanade-Night.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404324982716605682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Architecture Exterior Night Shot - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brothers (Night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even at night, the Esplanade still stand out pretty much due to its explicit shape. Same as the first shot, the night sky act as the negative space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SwAE88r_JEI/AAAAAAAAEB8/ojRKCfGUNMA/s1600-h/Light-And-Shadow-Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SwAE88r_JEI/AAAAAAAAEB8/ojRKCfGUNMA/s400/Light-And-Shadow-Day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404324997973877826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Architecture Interior Day Shot - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Light &amp;amp; Shadow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bond between light and shadow will never break. As long as there's light, shadow will be formed. Repeated patterns resulted in the technique Rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SwAE9Jnc2GI/AAAAAAAAECE/BBDkNlQgTFU/s1600-h/Light-And-Shadow-Night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SwAE9Jnc2GI/AAAAAAAAECE/BBDkNlQgTFU/s400/Light-And-Shadow-Night.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404325001444513890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Architecture Interior Night Shot - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Light &amp;amp; Shadow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But without a single ray of light, there will never be shadows. The Rhythm of repeated patterns were still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SwAE8WYUB0I/AAAAAAAAEB0/0-JfUT_TJ24/s1600-h/Evolution.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SwAE8WYUB0I/AAAAAAAAEB0/0-JfUT_TJ24/s400/Evolution.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404324987690813250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Self Portrait - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone undergoes evolution, so do I. It's a matter of fact whether you head towards the darkness or the light, or even both. By moving closer to the subject and placing it in the middle, I'm filling up the frame. There's negative space too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-6342192106288561258?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/GPeIVhLqAKo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/GPeIVhLqAKo/gem-assignment-1.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Soeht7lufAI/AAAAAAAADqE/Ia8Haao3SUs/s72-c/Esplanade.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/11/gem-assignment-1.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-7844046433578127158</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 08:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T17:38:16.094+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random Photography</category><title>Extreme Reflection</title><description>Last Sunday, I was working on my assignment at Marina Bay. I arrived in the afternoon, although my purpose of going there was to wait for the night to fall and take a shot of the Esplanade. *LOL*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shot didn't came out really well, but I guess I can't do much either (especially in the night without tripod).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sv0fv1P_0CI/AAAAAAAAD-A/56H4ChUJSrw/s1600-h/Extreme-Reflection.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sv0fv1P_0CI/AAAAAAAAD-A/56H4ChUJSrw/s400/Extreme-Reflection.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403510034522951714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling disappointed, I tried snapping a few more times before I stop. Then something caught my attention, it was this interesting spherical objects that were lighted up in the midst of darkness, situated just outside the main entrance of Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only they were reflected, even the trees and buildings too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-7844046433578127158?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/SFK9IG088RU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/SFK9IG088RU/extreme-reflection.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sv0fv1P_0CI/AAAAAAAAD-A/56H4ChUJSrw/s72-c/Extreme-Reflection.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/11/extreme-reflection.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-5518032991648294177</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 08:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-29T22:51:18.372+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Sky From My Window</category><title>Disequilibrium Period</title><description>Nowadays, I don't really know what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Su1ONAL2LqI/AAAAAAAAD9c/M0iGoiEGhSM/s1600-h/Sunset-Without-Seeing-The-Sun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Su1ONAL2LqI/AAAAAAAAD9c/M0iGoiEGhSM/s400/Sunset-Without-Seeing-The-Sun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399057513582046882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Judging by the number of days since my last post (exactly 2 weeks in fact), I seriously feel sorry for my blog. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes two hands to clap, and yet I neglect my important half. But I promise I'll be back, as of now please bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began recently, whereby I realised the time I spent on Facebook, studies and blogging is not in equilibrium anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, my poor time management habit is back again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-5518032991648294177?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/1vuz01a7qwg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/1vuz01a7qwg/disequilibrium-period.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Su1ONAL2LqI/AAAAAAAAD9c/M0iGoiEGhSM/s72-c/Sunset-Without-Seeing-The-Sun.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/11/disequilibrium-period.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-2483442463735903567</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 08:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-23T15:50:34.982+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal Thoughts</category><title>Fear, Phobia, Hatred</title><description>sick...Sick...SICK and tired of this feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/StrUjBnGQmI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/zYnW3OWxFeU/s1600-h/New-Moon-The-Revealing-Light.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/StrUjBnGQmI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/zYnW3OWxFeU/s400/New-Moon-The-Revealing-Light.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393857201922523746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;All I can see is black and white...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather they don't give me holidays from the start and now "snatching" it back again. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a student, I know it's kinda inappropriate to think like this. What we have to do is fixed from the start, we just have to get used to it. Including me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually believe there's no such thing as free lunch in this world, that's why we need to study as hard as possible (which everyone wants to see), so that our future will be "secured" and "brightly lit". Yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for our own good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for my case I think there will be quite a number of uncertainties starting from tomorrow. Who will I met during GEM class? What will be some of my new teachers be like? Are the new modules even worse than the previous ones? Can I pull myself up from holiday mood and back to study mood? And it goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's one thing for sure which I couldn't escape at all. Oral Communication, in short is called OC, or in general it's a module that focus on formal presentation. I barely survived in 1st semester for presentation and now something even worst is heading my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feared presentations as much as I feared falling off a 100-storeys high building, and seriously I don't know how to curb this fear at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-2483442463735903567?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/1KOeN0F_cCo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/1KOeN0F_cCo/fear-phobia-hatred.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/StrUjBnGQmI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/zYnW3OWxFeU/s72-c/New-Moon-The-Revealing-Light.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/10/fear-phobia-hatred.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-3670274383833578395</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 07:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-29T22:55:43.839+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Sky From My Window</category><title>Unchanged</title><description>Everything seems to be changing every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SsMdbWvRwrI/AAAAAAAAD8k/GHskOIjFIV8/s1600-h/Unchanged-Sky%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SsMdbWvRwrI/AAAAAAAAD8k/GHskOIjFIV8/s400/Unchanged-Sky%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387181935062794930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What we see and feel might not be the same anymore, a cruel reality that we have to face it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SsMQkXDRloI/AAAAAAAAD7M/PMIyMhHFGeI/s1600-h/Unchanged-Sky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SsMQkXDRloI/AAAAAAAAD7M/PMIyMhHFGeI/s400/Unchanged-Sky.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387167796114331266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only the sky remains intact and unchanged. It is so close, yet so far away, forever unreachable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-3670274383833578395?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/20c1V7sv4FM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/20c1V7sv4FM/unchanged.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SsMdbWvRwrI/AAAAAAAAD8k/GHskOIjFIV8/s72-c/Unchanged-Sky%282%29.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/09/unchanged.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-5663591499288548624</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 08:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T15:22:31.864+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">封锁的心灵世界</category><title>没事找事做？</title><description>多管闲事，别人就嫌你没事找事做，嫌你烦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SryE4YBQUAI/AAAAAAAAD7E/Wq7ZhAechcM/s1600-h/%E7%8B%AC%E8%87%AA%E4%B8%80%E4%BA%BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SryE4YBQUAI/AAAAAAAAD7E/Wq7ZhAechcM/s400/%E7%8B%AC%E8%87%AA%E4%B8%80%E4%BA%BA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385325358483525634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;放长假，懒在家里做自己喜欢做的事，也照样被嫌为什么没事找事做。不然这样好了，天天一直找事做，一直做，做到死为止。人死了就再也不必受这种委屈，一了百了，结束这段时间长期累积下来的痛苦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这样一来，无话可说了吧？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-5663591499288548624?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/tKhN5hZ8KcY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/tKhN5hZ8KcY/mei-shi-zhao-shi-zuo.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SryE4YBQUAI/AAAAAAAAD7E/Wq7ZhAechcM/s72-c/%E7%8B%AC%E8%87%AA%E4%B8%80%E4%BA%BA.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/09/mei-shi-zhao-shi-zuo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-3080760424956144709</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 03:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T15:22:18.799+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Exam Madness</category><title>SP First Semester Exam Results</title><description>It's another once a year event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Srmfu4CI-CI/AAAAAAAAD6M/b7stMbHs6i8/s1600-h/Semester1-Results.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 106px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Srmfu4CI-CI/AAAAAAAAD6M/b7stMbHs6i8/s400/Semester1-Results.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384510457162299426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Click to view in a larger format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of truth that instantly determine who are the outstanding ones. I've gotten mine, no A but Bs, C and D. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Electrical Technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Fundamental Mathematics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Thermofluids 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Our Nation, Our World &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critical Reasoning Skills &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engineering Materials 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer Programming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GPA&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;2.792&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are buying 4D, feel free to choose my GPA. "Nice" numbers that start with a 2 and end with a 2. Anyway, I'm quite surprised that I actually passed my Computer Programming, definitely the worse subject for me ever. I seriously wonder is there any leniency or moderation being done in marking Cprog paper? Or is it really a miracle? *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside, my results solely reflect how much effort I've put in, putting myself in an utterly terrible situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next semester will be much tougher, with Mechanics 1 and so on, it's time to really buck up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-3080760424956144709?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/lBrNp3HoyLc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/lBrNp3HoyLc/sp-first-semester-exam-results.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Srmfu4CI-CI/AAAAAAAAD6M/b7stMbHs6i8/s72-c/Semester1-Results.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/09/sp-first-semester-exam-results.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-8702498393429113853</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 04:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-22T17:03:17.633+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal Thoughts</category><title>Aggrieved &amp; Yet Enduring At The Same Time</title><description>Lately, I couldn't care less for things that have been revolving around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sq9aJc3RRtI/AAAAAAAAD3g/6gUnPwmGOZk/s1600-h/%E5%93%AD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sq9aJc3RRtI/AAAAAAAAD3g/6gUnPwmGOZk/s400/%E5%93%AD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381619198144366290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But still, it's getting on my nerves. Questions that keep repeating, on and on, don't you all get bored!? I got no choice but to bear, endure and tolerate with all these nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reprimanded me just because I'm not doing it your way. Come on, everyone is different, everyone had their own style, their own way of handling matters. I know you meant well, but honestly sometimes you really pissed me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You compared me with others, indicating that I should follow them and be a sensible person. But why? I hate them, no way will I recognise them as my role models!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for you, looked down on me at times. Sometimes I really want to wash my hands off you. Think you are better? Act like one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, please give me a break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-8702498393429113853?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/jIoF_-gW9L8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/jIoF_-gW9L8/aggrieved-yet-enduring-at-same-time.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sq9aJc3RRtI/AAAAAAAAD3g/6gUnPwmGOZk/s72-c/%E5%93%AD.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/09/aggrieved-yet-enduring-at-same-time.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-3315122094519143878</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 05:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T17:03:43.783+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">School Life</category><title>SPC Night Cycling</title><description>11pm to 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the schedule given for yesterday's night cycling. Perhaps this is my first time taking part in night cycling and it's still in the Ghost Festival period, my mom was kinda worried. But in the end she give in, full of reluctance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SqN6wZivzGI/AAAAAAAAD0g/op2E2w6LKOY/s1600-h/Doomsday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SqN6wZivzGI/AAAAAAAAD0g/op2E2w6LKOY/s400/Doomsday.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378277351919438946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Those black lines were ships and vessels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starting point of this event was at East Coast Park. True enough, it reminded me in the past when I went there for class outing, which is years ago. Even though I got the experience of going there, but I totally forget the route, thus I decided to use a simple and lazy method. Take a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set off from Admiralty MRT station, took a train first all the way to Bedok. After which I took a taxi to East Coast Park, reached safely and paid the uncle $5.20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Coast Park is much wider than I thought, really live up to its name of being the largest park in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 9 of us were being sorted into the last group or the 3rd group, so called the "leftovers group", including me, Jun Yan and Zhan Yi. *LOL*! Each and everyone of us were given a bike, in fact we paid $14 for the renting fees. It's been ages since I last rode a bike, but I'm glad my &lt;span&gt;basic&lt;/span&gt; skills hadn't gone rusty yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SqN6xjlGcUI/AAAAAAAAD04/kJhey0RJ1h0/s1600-h/Another-New-Beginning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SqN6xjlGcUI/AAAAAAAAD04/kJhey0RJ1h0/s400/Another-New-Beginning.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378277371793535298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the first part we cycled continuously for about an hour or more, passed East Coast Park and Changi. Along the route that we are taking, I saw NS soldiers sitting by the side, looking at us as we cycled past them. Thinking that next few years will be my turn, I wonder how is it going to be like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside the route was our dearest Changi Airport. Planes were taking off at such close distance from us! When will I be the passenger and not a passerby looking at planes taking off? I seriously wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route along Changi was quite scary in the midnight, I wouldn't come here unless I'm accompanied by groups of people. Next we take a rest at Changi Beach Park. In the meantime, the seniors wanted to bond us even further by playing teamwork game. 9 of us were blindfolded, holding hands together like gays and form one straight line, then slowly move to our destination, which is a tree! I'm glad nobody videotaped our gayest moment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we move on and reached Changi Village, the time was around 3am+. Surprisingly, the store that sell drinks were still opened, even the Nasi Lemak store too! Haha earned quick bucks from us! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the slacking processes, we continue to cycle towards Pasir Ris. This time round we didn't stay on tracks, but at the side of the roads with the yellow lines there (not the MRT yellow lines). Not much vehicles were acting as our obstacles, so we ride as fast as we could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching Pasir Ris was a terrible experience, the uphill tracks nearly ripped my legs muscles apart! By the time I reached the top and going downhill, both my legs were numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampines was next and then Simei, the time reads 5.38am. We rest for an hour, due to everyone being dead tired, exhausted. Joker Zhan Yi shared his cold jokes, I was laughing my head off! This successfully kept me awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SqOb4AHxE4I/AAAAAAAAD1A/3miD_308RD0/s1600-h/A-Beautiful-Story.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SqOb4AHxE4I/AAAAAAAAD1A/3miD_308RD0/s400/A-Beautiful-Story.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378313766418060162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So it's around 6.30am in the morning, we head back to East Coast Park. Probably the determination to go home and sleep was strong enough to overpower fatigue, everyone seems to cycle faster than before. Along the way Thomas's bike seat break apart, one of the seniors tied a helmet to replace the seat for the time being. The helmet lasted for quite a few distances before it starts to break also. *LOL*! East Coast Park was just right in front, but first we have to go through an underground passageway. At this point of time, a loud balloon-burst sound came from nowhere, then we realised it was Thomas's bike tire burst. *WTF*! What an unlucky day for him! Poor little bike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SqN6wpcG2sI/AAAAAAAAD0o/RKnN0uMb5n8/s1600-h/A-Sincere-Heart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SqN6wpcG2sI/AAAAAAAAD0o/RKnN0uMb5n8/s400/A-Sincere-Heart.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378277356186557122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Cute little pup with its beloved owner. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned to East Coast Park, just nice its 8am. Many thanks to SPC for organising such a wonderful event! Pure cycling without any restrictions, this is what I meant by freedom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-3315122094519143878?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/ZnM4wIqXiVg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/ZnM4wIqXiVg/spc-night-cycling.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SqN6wZivzGI/AAAAAAAAD0g/op2E2w6LKOY/s72-c/Doomsday.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/09/spc-night-cycling.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-4410041784036305514</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 05:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-20T23:45:04.234+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Sky From My Window</category><title>7am In The Morning</title><description>It's 6am early in the morning when I woke up. A miracle I would say, since today is Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much I can do other than playing Facebook at this time. Yeah, no medicine to cure this addicted guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering, why am I not studying instead? In fact, I tried to but well...old habits die hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my windows as wide as possible, hoping to breathe in some fresh air. As I was focusing on my computer screen, a gleam of sunlight shone brightly, piercing through the windows and straight into my heart. Oh sorry, into my room*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SppIDysz1fI/AAAAAAAADzg/bMNXQZl9e4A/s1600-h/7am-In-The-Morning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SppIDysz1fI/AAAAAAAADzg/bMNXQZl9e4A/s400/7am-In-The-Morning.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375688335206634994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little did I realised its 7am already! Beams of sunlight shining brightly from afar, producing ample amount of warmness and engulfed everything in its path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another brand new day is about to begin, which simply tells me that another exam is coming soon, so soon that it's just tomorrow. *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 exams down, 2 more to go! I have to keep moving on no matter what...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-4410041784036305514?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/ppb85eslpPM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/ppb85eslpPM/7am-in-morning.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SppIDysz1fI/AAAAAAAADzg/bMNXQZl9e4A/s72-c/7am-In-The-Morning.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/08/7am-in-morning.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-3334200367691537839</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 08:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-29T22:55:55.968+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Sky From My Window</category><title>Our One And Only Sky</title><description>Isn't it better to look at our one and only sky without any worries, miseries or frustrations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SpkZ3EKkHyI/AAAAAAAADyk/dltlt7KdrCs/s1600-h/Our-One-%26-Only-Sky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SpkZ3EKkHyI/AAAAAAAADyk/dltlt7KdrCs/s400/Our-One-%26-Only-Sky.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375356064044949282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someday my torment will eventually be gone, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SpkZ4McAunI/AAAAAAAADy0/19nt7Bij5ME/s1600-h/Our-One-%26-Only-Sky%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SpkZ4McAunI/AAAAAAAADy0/19nt7Bij5ME/s400/Our-One-%26-Only-Sky%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375356083445480050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If not, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SpkZ3m6nB4I/AAAAAAAADys/hk5w9LgP_oI/s1600-h/Our-One-%26-Only-Sky%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SpkZ3m6nB4I/AAAAAAAADys/hk5w9LgP_oI/s400/Our-One-%26-Only-Sky%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375356073373271938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hopefully the world can become a better place...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-3334200367691537839?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/iry9Q7KfK2I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/iry9Q7KfK2I/our-one-and-only-sky.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SpkZ3EKkHyI/AAAAAAAADyk/dltlt7KdrCs/s72-c/Our-One-%26-Only-Sky.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-one-and-only-sky.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-5488772823153133281</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-25T18:23:48.616+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing Is Caring</category><title>Azkaban In Reality?</title><description>As we all know, the famous Azkaban prison from Harry Potter : Prisoner of Azkaban movie is situated in the middle of rough seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Soo-tjyuXpI/AAAAAAAADr0/TLpwTTNuWk4/s1600-h/Azkaban-Prison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Soo-tjyuXpI/AAAAAAAADr0/TLpwTTNuWk4/s400/Azkaban-Prison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371174458015768210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such building in particular, have to be able to withstand huge impact of forces brought to it by the strong currents and waves during stormy seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wonder there's actually buildings like this exist in the real world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/m2LeNBY_5gk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/m2LeNBY_5gk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take a look at this video. Trust me, it's incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Soo-t2xHeaI/AAAAAAAADr8/Yev5-ehGBhM/s1600-h/La-Vieille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Soo-t2xHeaI/AAAAAAAADr8/Yev5-ehGBhM/s400/La-Vieille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371174463109298594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Phare de La Vieilla lighthouse, can be seen beginning &lt;span&gt;at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1:07&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phare de La Vieilla lighthouse, built between 1882 and 1887 on the rock known as La Gorlebella. It illuminates and improves the safety of the strait Raz de Sein. Oh, La Viella has a companion as well, named Tourelle de la Plate, also known as Petite Vieilla (little old woman). Cute uh? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The so-called "hell" of La Vieilla lighthouse is due to its remote position in rough seas. Between the first feasibility studies and its first lighting, nearly ten years were necessary. In 1995 it became the second to last French lighthouse to be automated. Read more about its history at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phare_de_la_Vieille"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate anyone? Lock him/her inside! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-5488772823153133281?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/7GV8zO2DqLg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/7GV8zO2DqLg/azkaban-in-reality.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Soo-tjyuXpI/AAAAAAAADr0/TLpwTTNuWk4/s72-c/Azkaban-Prison.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/08/azkaban-in-reality.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-1029215464871950457</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 10:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T12:47:10.922+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">封锁的心灵世界</category><title>最高境界</title><description>老实说，我还真的满欣赏我的一位朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sot0FYCil3I/AAAAAAAADtQ/70613YWKtYY/s1600-h/%E5%AD%A4%E7%8B%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sot0FYCil3I/AAAAAAAADtQ/70613YWKtYY/s400/%E5%AD%A4%E7%8B%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371514616270722930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;他有时被人讲，有时无缘无故被人指责，有时候呢。。。成绩也不是很理想。但是，当他遇到这些困难时，他总是面带笑容，以乐观的心态面对这一切。试问，这世间有几个人能够达到他的这个境界？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-1029215464871950457?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/WIilmkMTeJU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/WIilmkMTeJU/zui-gao-jing-jie.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Sot0FYCil3I/AAAAAAAADtQ/70613YWKtYY/s72-c/%E5%AD%A4%E7%8B%AC.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/08/zui-gao-jing-jie.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-1635675259495767218</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 06:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-28T17:28:47.610+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movie</category><title>Up</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxDgEIjlHxI/AAAAAAAAEDc/JMiWxKQAjJA/s1600/Up-Movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxDgEIjlHxI/AAAAAAAAEDc/JMiWxKQAjJA/s400/Up-Movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409069514092781330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the reason why I love Pixar films. Anything can happen, the imaginary world is so wide and full of great stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Causeway Point to watch Up with SQ. In fact, I'm pretty excited because it has been a long time since we last watched an animation movie together at our same old place. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pity that we couldn't sit together as today was a public holiday. Oh, SQ was just sitting right in front of me haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up begins with a background story of Mr Fredrickson past with his wife Ellie, both of them had a wonderful and beautiful dream - and that's to move Ellie's clubhouse to Paradise Falls in South America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxDgFbzhWVI/AAAAAAAAED0/x5mBeM_AeLE/s1600/Up-BalloonHouse-Fredrickson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxDgFbzhWVI/AAAAAAAAED0/x5mBeM_AeLE/s400/Up-BalloonHouse-Fredrickson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409069536439785810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly enough, Ellie died of old age before they could fulfill their dream, leaving Mr Fredrickson all alone. However, he didn't give up at all because this is a dream that signify both of them. So he tied thousands of balloons to his house, floating high up in the sky! Isn't it fascinating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxDgE6vkSEI/AAAAAAAAEDs/kKmrbcekv2o/s1600/Up-Russel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxDgE6vkSEI/AAAAAAAAEDs/kKmrbcekv2o/s400/Up-Russel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409069527564830786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Fredrickson begin his adventure with an unexpected guest, a cute and chubby boy named Russell to get to Paradise Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxDgEn4k-RI/AAAAAAAAEDk/-3qltm8QnHk/s1600/Up-Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxDgEn4k-RI/AAAAAAAAEDk/-3qltm8QnHk/s400/Up-Family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409069522502351122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On their way to Paradise Falls, they met with lots of mishaps, encounter a villain and make new friends as well. Together, as one whole family they overcome barriers that stood before them, showing us what is trust and believe in one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie Up ended in a heartwarming way, I love it! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-1635675259495767218?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/V09SFM9doZY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/V09SFM9doZY/movie-up.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SxDgEIjlHxI/AAAAAAAAEDc/JMiWxKQAjJA/s72-c/Up-Movie.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/08/movie-up.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-6079410058087640833</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 05:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-06T16:53:15.460+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movie</category><title>G.I. Joe : The Rise Of Cobra</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Ssr-fvU7FgI/AAAAAAAAD8w/1DquFp4-ej4/s1600-h/G.I-Joe-The-Rise-Of-Cobra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Ssr-fvU7FgI/AAAAAAAAD8w/1DquFp4-ej4/s400/G.I-Joe-The-Rise-Of-Cobra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389399725335844354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow marks the day celebrating the 44th birthday of my hometown, Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'm going have some fireworks fun at Marina Bay with BF! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have planned what to do for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow (sounds like the end of the world). As for today, I went to watch the new action-packed movie G.I Joe with SQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Ssr-gnuVI4I/AAAAAAAAD9A/k3ahiQhqVrw/s1600-h/G.I-Joe-Baroness-Miller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Ssr-gnuVI4I/AAAAAAAAD9A/k3ahiQhqVrw/s400/G.I-Joe-Baroness-Miller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389399740474794882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many opinions reached my ear about this movie, mostly positive ones. After watching it, I quite agree with them. I'm not so sure about others, but this type of movie (full of actions and effects) definitely suits me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Ssr-gGldveI/AAAAAAAAD84/v50JwIJsZYQ/s1600-h/G.I-Joe-Duke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Ssr-gGldveI/AAAAAAAAD84/v50JwIJsZYQ/s400/G.I-Joe-Duke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389399731579239906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Especially the part when Duke and Ripcord chased after Storm Shadow, the way they dodged all the incoming vehicles and obstacles were seriously awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Ssr-g930beI/AAAAAAAAD9I/9WczR3vPaiY/s1600-h/G.I-Joe-Storm-Shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Ssr-g930beI/AAAAAAAAD9I/9WczR3vPaiY/s400/G.I-Joe-Storm-Shadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389399746420174306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Lee Byung-hun as Storm Shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But basically, I'm not so into G.I Joe franchise, I mean the toys and figurines. What makes me watch this movie is the usual "Hollywood computer effects", that's the one which really thrills me on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-6079410058087640833?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/hz3fzkgG3eI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/hz3fzkgG3eI/movie-gi-joe-rise-of-cobra.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Ssr-fvU7FgI/AAAAAAAAD8w/1DquFp4-ej4/s72-c/G.I-Joe-The-Rise-Of-Cobra.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/08/movie-gi-joe-rise-of-cobra.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-8530033639246342267</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 09:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T16:01:20.758+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">School Life</category><title>DMA/FT/1A/03 Yakult Trip</title><description>I guess this is our first trip as a class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SrskMLrdJhI/AAAAAAAAD6c/b9OGvGx0I9s/s1600-h/DMAFT1A03-Class-Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SrskMLrdJhI/AAAAAAAAD6c/b9OGvGx0I9s/s400/DMAFT1A03-Class-Photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937571163645458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Our 1st precious class photo of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, being the first trip it was supposedly to be memorable and fun. But I totally forget that there's a trip today! Hence I wore my sandals instead of shoes. Being the odd one out, I started to panic. Luckily, thanks to my savior Zhen Qi, he brought an extra shoe! But another problem arises...the size of the shoe is too small for my foot to fit in! After all the tugging here and there, I managed to squeeze my whole foot in, bearing the pain as I walked all the way to the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SrskL9umwRI/AAAAAAAAD6U/DCv9ao8n3p4/s1600-h/Yakult.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SrskL9umwRI/AAAAAAAAD6U/DCv9ao8n3p4/s400/Yakult.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937567418761490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back to the topic, the destination that we are heading is Yakult factory. Never went before, but I heard it's quite near my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SrskMy2L0eI/AAAAAAAAD6k/Ty5-1AZGdVo/s1600-h/DMAFT1A03-Yakult-Trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SrskMy2L0eI/AAAAAAAAD6k/Ty5-1AZGdVo/s400/DMAFT1A03-Yakult-Trip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384937581677629922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon reaching, we were being lead to a room, standing in front of us was the speaker. At first I thought he was those not-so-important person in charge, but he was actually one of the researchers! Seriously, we can't judge a book by its cover. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He treated us a bottle of Yakult, original flavour. More than a year I never tasted it, everyday I drink Yakult's arch enemy, Vitagen. Yakult is quite nice, a little sour but very pleasant to my tongue. Vitagen is sweeter though. Both are nice, I totally love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were introduced more about Yakult production in Singapore, the famous strain Shirota created by Minoru Shirota. Videos such as how the good bacteria (Yakult) kills the harmful bacteria (germs) were shown to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of so many countries that Yakult is being distributed worldwide, Singapore Yakult is one of the biggest! It comes in 100ml bottles as compared to Japan local 80ml bottles. They also come with straws, which made things even more convenient! Singapore is also one of the few countries that produced and sell all sorts of flavors, whereas some countries only comes with original flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The production of Yakult was quite interesting. Seeing those cute little bottles being moved around automatically, from filling up to packaging, everything is done by machines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me which flavor I favor the most, I would definitely say original! Nothing beats it, give it a try and have a taste for yourself! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-8530033639246342267?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/Uste3Ahbx6g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/Uste3Ahbx6g/dmaft1a03-yakult-trip.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SrskMLrdJhI/AAAAAAAAD6c/b9OGvGx0I9s/s72-c/DMAFT1A03-Class-Photo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/08/dmaft1a03-yakult-trip.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658524883508335598.post-7708395225415060037</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 05:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-26T19:04:33.164+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel Singapore</category><title>SPP Raid Hort Park!</title><description>Last Saturday, the 4th SPP event (outing) took place at Hort Park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvpBo2gItI/AAAAAAAADnM/_VW3IZPOyDs/s1600-h/Building-Reflection.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvpBo2gItI/AAAAAAAADnM/_VW3IZPOyDs/s400/Building-Reflection.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362635995669865170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Reflection of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Smvyg-M3tvI/AAAAAAAADoE/-TWvUTlVjXk/s1600-h/Pebbles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Smvyg-M3tvI/AAAAAAAADoE/-TWvUTlVjXk/s400/Pebbles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362646429581424370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Looks like a pool of toxic filled with pebbles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvyhIc9vPI/AAAAAAAADoM/1pJYkN2tf6I/s1600-h/Leaf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvyhIc9vPI/AAAAAAAADoM/1pJYkN2tf6I/s400/Leaf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362646432333282546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Caterpillars *chomp *chomp*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvqSrQ9RiI/AAAAAAAADnc/4stiJsdUaAg/s1600-h/Flower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvqSrQ9RiI/AAAAAAAADnc/4stiJsdUaAg/s400/Flower.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362637387887101474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;What a smooth and silky flower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvqS5BAZ_I/AAAAAAAADnk/CvTdxp3UeDQ/s1600-h/Peach-Colored-Flower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvqS5BAZ_I/AAAAAAAADnk/CvTdxp3UeDQ/s400/Peach-Colored-Flower.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362637391578294258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Trumpet twins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvqTFhd7xI/AAAAAAAADns/1xUXiqC-gKc/s1600-h/Orange-Rhino.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvqTFhd7xI/AAAAAAAADns/1xUXiqC-gKc/s400/Orange-Rhino.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362637394935672594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Cute orange rhino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvyhVSBzaI/AAAAAAAADoU/O4gVVk9L3HE/s1600-h/Tortured-Orange-Rhino.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvyhVSBzaI/AAAAAAAADoU/O4gVVk9L3HE/s400/Tortured-Orange-Rhino.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362646435777072546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Xinyi torturing the rhino. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvqSemb89I/AAAAAAAADnU/KUlTq8JSLDg/s1600-h/Female-Statue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvqSemb89I/AAAAAAAADnU/KUlTq8JSLDg/s400/Female-Statue.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362637384487531474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Ancient female statue in modern world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvygS5lHfI/AAAAAAAADn8/AqcXo0rEm-I/s1600-h/Nature-Punishment.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvygS5lHfI/AAAAAAAADn8/AqcXo0rEm-I/s400/Nature-Punishment.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362646417957789170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Nature punishment. We will face that someday for what we have done to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Smv1PK8DeCI/AAAAAAAADoc/CWjukHQRvuA/s1600-h/Mini-Water-Spout.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Smv1PK8DeCI/AAAAAAAADoc/CWjukHQRvuA/s400/Mini-Water-Spout.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362649422297790498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Mini water spout. All the green plants surrounding it must be feeling so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmwP-6dE5-I/AAAAAAAADos/grszKRVRK-E/s1600-h/Different.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmwP-6dE5-I/AAAAAAAADos/grszKRVRK-E/s400/Different.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362678829808936930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Dare to be different!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Smv1PdAo7PI/AAAAAAAADok/446YLIfk7RY/s1600-h/SPP-Hort-Park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/Smv1PdAo7PI/AAAAAAAADok/446YLIfk7RY/s400/SPP-Hort-Park.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362649427148860658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;SPP! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4658524883508335598-7708395225415060037?l=mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~4/-aYXk56LXvE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/mrchoy-traveller/~3/-aYXk56LXvE/spp-raid-hort-park.html</link><author>cjiefeng@hotmail.com (MRCHOY)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FPYwmKsOAYk/SmvpBo2gItI/AAAAAAAADnM/_VW3IZPOyDs/s72-c/Building-Reflection.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mrchoy-traveller.blogspot.com/2009/07/spp-raid-hort-park.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
