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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMER344cSp7ImA9WhRbEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343</id><updated>2012-02-02T00:13:26.039-08:00</updated><title>with love, bear bear</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/withlovebear" /><feedburner:info uri="withlovebear" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UAQHs4fCp7ImA9WhdVGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-6457104629916458919</id><published>2011-08-18T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T22:40:41.534-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-24T22:40:41.534-07:00</app:edited><title>Nara Japanese Restaurant (Serangoon Gardens)</title><content type="html">Curiosity and hunger for some japanese cuisine led us wandering into this shop tucked away among the shophouses in serangoon gardens. we ordered a ramen and a sashimi rice set.&lt;br /&gt;below are the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkDwYARugeY/TkzSpa53gnI/AAAAAAAAAPo/loFUmAVbZaY/s1600/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642116042226893426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkDwYARugeY/TkzSpa53gnI/AAAAAAAAAPo/loFUmAVbZaY/s400/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice japanese ambience :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EL-2SLlZ_QI/TkzSozdInqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AACxmZ0-O90/s1600/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642116031637397154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EL-2SLlZ_QI/TkzSozdInqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AACxmZ0-O90/s400/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ncu1-4IVxIQ/TkzOD3kfc-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/E2F6_giAS-8/s1600/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642110999040324578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ncu1-4IVxIQ/TkzOD3kfc-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/E2F6_giAS-8/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yummy ramen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqwmNX37KHo/TkzODk9zJeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Jtup4ikBOL4/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642110994046199266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqwmNX37KHo/TkzODk9zJeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Jtup4ikBOL4/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;salad (part of sashimi rice set)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SJHpSyEmx7U/TkzNoaqsu_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Dxwr6FtxTAA/s1600/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642110527425264626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SJHpSyEmx7U/TkzNoaqsu_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Dxwr6FtxTAA/s400/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sashimi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ErFQ5TIEEow/TkzNoInUoeI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sRaXTcqF5Ls/s1600/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642110522579263970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ErFQ5TIEEow/TkzNoInUoeI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sRaXTcqF5Ls/s400/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnJLPlcA2Xw/TkzNnwkzh3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/kBYYzaegHyE/s1600/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642110516126254962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnJLPlcA2Xw/TkzNnwkzh3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/kBYYzaegHyE/s400/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; miso soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dlOMBq0V5kc/TkzNnpgXAjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/LD70ABFSVSQ/s1600/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642110514228560434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dlOMBq0V5kc/TkzNnpgXAjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/LD70ABFSVSQ/s400/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chawanmushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JNXCivzIBIU/TkzNnnS75SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/UELbgL-wYFk/s1600/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642110513635386658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JNXCivzIBIU/TkzNnnS75SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/UELbgL-wYFk/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watermelon served as a nice finishing touch to the meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This shop is indeed an interesting find, especially since it is tucked away in a remote area. The japanese ambience of the restaurant was rather unique and we were pleasantly surprised to find that the food served here was quite delicious. In particular, the sashimi was rather fresh, and i will definitely be back for more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bear bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nara Japanese Restaurant (Serangoon Gardens)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 Maju Avenue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singapore 556688&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Opening Hours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mon–Fri: 11.30am–2.15pm, 6pm–10.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sat–Sun: 11.30am–10.30pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tel: +65 6382 0905&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey factor: 4/5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Money factor: 3/5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-6457104629916458919?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/MloveBWVPC0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6457104629916458919/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=6457104629916458919" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/6457104629916458919?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/6457104629916458919?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/MloveBWVPC0/nara-japanese-restaurant-serangoon.html" title="Nara Japanese Restaurant (Serangoon Gardens)" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkDwYARugeY/TkzSpa53gnI/AAAAAAAAAPo/loFUmAVbZaY/s72-c/IMG_0078.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2011/08/nara-japanese-restaurant-serangoon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IDSHw6eCp7ImA9WhdQEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-1049356363499335457</id><published>2011-08-11T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:59:39.210-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-11T10:59:39.210-07:00</app:edited><title>life</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;sometimes, people ask jie jie "how does it feel to be you?" and proceeded to give her the wistful look. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;she would then give them this -_-" look (in singapore terms, the "sian diaoz" look).
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;grass is always greener on the other side, but on further close speculation, maybe the grass is not that green afterall. Lessons in life have taught jie jie to be optimistic, but never overly-optimistic. Optimism works as a double-edged sword. If you are too overly-optimistic, more often than not, you will tend to feel a greater sense of depression if things don't turn out the way you want it to be. If you are too pessimistic, it will be like lugging a heavy burden on yourself and we all know that worrying gets one nowhere.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;hmm, wondering-how-it-is-like-to-be-jie jie,
&lt;br /&gt;bear bear
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-1049356363499335457?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/gneRhicbVCw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/1049356363499335457/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=1049356363499335457" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/1049356363499335457?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/1049356363499335457?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/gneRhicbVCw/life.html" title="life" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2011/08/life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEFSHw_fSp7ImA9WhdQEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-6134889706082467104</id><published>2011-08-10T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:26:59.245-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-11T10:26:59.245-07:00</app:edited><title>Waraku Japanese Casual Dining</title><content type="html">with coupons armed, we excitedly headed for waraku japanese casual  dining restaurant, located at the first floor of marina square. do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bear&lt;/span&gt; in mind that this store ought not to be mixed up with pasta de waraku, which is another outlet under the same parent company.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;jie  jie, being the blur sotong as usual, brought us to pasta de waraku on  the third floor, when we were supposed to go to waraku japanese casual  dining. it was only when we showed the waiter our coupon did we realize  that we had made a terrible mistake! imagine jie jie's embarrassment! ;)  luckily, we had not placed any order and we quickly excused ourselves  to head towards the correct destination.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;waraku japanese casual  dining restaurant is located on the first floor of marina square, in a  rather quiet hidden corner of the shopping centre. moreover, the place  has a nice "jap-pish" ambiance to it and i love it!
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here are some of the pictures of the food that we ordered:
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbv3z4NAhC8/TkQQJy0eKYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/WpMXJWEYR00/s1600/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbv3z4NAhC8/TkQQJy0eKYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/WpMXJWEYR00/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639650393821424002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;udon set
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UO4se-b_mSE/TkQQJlxOn7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/8H376R1fnuE/s1600/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UO4se-b_mSE/TkQQJlxOn7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/8H376R1fnuE/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639650390318161842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/-V6hO90_wJbU/TkQQIuQsxHI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x72gx8_rlHk/s1600/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6hO90_wJbU/TkQQIuQsxHI/AAAAAAAAAOA/x72gx8_rlHk/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639650375417775218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;assorted sashimi don
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dIl6u9Kgd0/TkQQIUz8nAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/b8t0YtumcNk/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dIl6u9Kgd0/TkQQIUz8nAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/b8t0YtumcNk/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639650368586292226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWHXhb52j0o/TkQQIK5fMUI/AAAAAAAAANw/fMjoAZd4Mxo/s1600/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWHXhb52j0o/TkQQIK5fMUI/AAAAAAAAANw/fMjoAZd4Mxo/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639650365925175618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;as you can probably see, the food looks good. taste wise, it is not too bad.
&lt;br /&gt;i love the noodles served :) as for the sashimi, i guess i would rather go elsewhere for it.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;with love,
&lt;br /&gt;bear bear
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waraku Japanese Casual Dining (Marina Square Outlet)&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;6 Raffles Boulevard
&lt;br /&gt;Marina Square #01-213
&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 039594
&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 6883 1123
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="www.waraku.com.sg/index.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.waraku.com.sg/index.aspx &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey factor: 3/5
&lt;br /&gt;Money factor: 4/5  (without coupon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-6134889706082467104?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/1K7QCUdUEdI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6134889706082467104/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=6134889706082467104" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/6134889706082467104?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/6134889706082467104?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/1K7QCUdUEdI/waraku-japanese-casual-dining_10.html" title="Waraku Japanese Casual Dining" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbv3z4NAhC8/TkQQJy0eKYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/WpMXJWEYR00/s72-c/IMG_0029.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2011/08/waraku-japanese-casual-dining_10.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAEQXw7eip7ImA9WhdQEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-7782565213943706706</id><published>2011-08-06T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:45:00.202-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-11T10:45:00.202-07:00</app:edited><title>The Marmalade Pantry</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;The marmalade pantry serves one of the most yummilicious crab meat linguine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Just thinking about it is enough to make me salivate. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Here are a couple of pictures taken of the food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/-bPsC5Rp6nxk/TkQTaC8rcxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5FyMlOhJHgY/s1600/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPsC5Rp6nxk/TkQTaC8rcxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5FyMlOhJHgY/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639653971563606802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Crab meat Linguine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(with pine nuts, tomatoes and chilli) - $22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srLJcIiYE2A/TkQTZ9oPLkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TjWA-akvD7w/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srLJcIiYE2A/TkQTZ9oPLkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TjWA-akvD7w/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639653970135690818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Pumpkin Creme Brulee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;(With chocolate banana popsicles) - $12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Doesn't the food look lovely? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Personally, i prefer the main course to the dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;This is especially so since the pumpkin creme brulee was not much to my liking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Nonetheless, i will still attempt to try out other types of dessert, particularly the cakes, in my next visit.
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;with love,
&lt;br /&gt;bear bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Marmalade Pantry
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Unit 03-22&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;            Orchard Ion&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;            2 Orchard Turn&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;            Singapore 238801&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.themarmaladepantry.com.sg/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;http://www.themarmaladepantry.com.sg/in&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;dex.ht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ml&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey factor: 3.5/5
&lt;br /&gt;Money factor: 4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-7782565213943706706?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/VwkOnSRPmlw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/7782565213943706706/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=7782565213943706706" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/7782565213943706706?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/7782565213943706706?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/VwkOnSRPmlw/marmalade-pantry-serves-one-of-most.html" title="The Marmalade Pantry" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bPsC5Rp6nxk/TkQTaC8rcxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5FyMlOhJHgY/s72-c/IMG_0022.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2011/08/marmalade-pantry-serves-one-of-most.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8GRXg4cCp7ImA9WhdRGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-3157957030441484500</id><published>2011-06-25T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T10:53:44.638-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-10T10:53:44.638-07:00</app:edited><title>food adventures :)</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJENBOuMdvI/TkAASgChQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/CjHbF7_rTU4/s1600/IMG_2371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJENBOuMdvI/TkAASgChQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/CjHbF7_rTU4/s320/IMG_2371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638507051306009538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jLdwWO0RxM/TkAASbzkqiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/zOzlrZq5060/s1600/IMG_2370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jLdwWO0RxM/TkAASbzkqiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/zOzlrZq5060/s320/IMG_2370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638507050169575970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;these are pictures of thanksgiving bear and i, with different backgrounds.
&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, there is a huge difference in our sizes
&lt;br /&gt;she is supposed to be sacrificed during thanksgiving to pass me some of her tou tou.
&lt;br /&gt;but kor kor is mean and refuse to sacrifice her! :( hmph!
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we will be embarking on different food adventures, so do watch this space and join us :)
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;with love,
&lt;br /&gt;bear bear
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&lt;br /&gt;hm interesting :)
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgMqDpAKIHE/Tj__Ayn3nVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uHfVHeJ5kVM/s1600/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgMqDpAKIHE/Tj__Ayn3nVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uHfVHeJ5kVM/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638505647545228626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQpc_mgn4R4/Tj__AlwpTOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3dPjxj6e4lg/s1600/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQpc_mgn4R4/Tj__AlwpTOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3dPjxj6e4lg/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638505644092378338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLNzbeDIPKI/Tj_-uzb3jKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/a2ekJwzIx-Y/s1600/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLNzbeDIPKI/Tj_-uzb3jKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/a2ekJwzIx-Y/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638505338525682850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;with love,
&lt;br /&gt;bear bear
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-6234887641643525672?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/fJphGEnaMjE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/6234887641643525672/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=6234887641643525672" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/6234887641643525672?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/6234887641643525672?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-15T14:49:54.101-08:00</app:edited><title>a shout out from princeton</title><content type="html">here's the song "with or without you", originally by U2.&lt;br /&gt;i love this acoustic version of the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cGqN9PpW5Ic?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cGqN9PpW5Ic?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another of my favorite song by kina grannis is valentine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/840NbiFF1zM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/840NbiFF1zM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="380"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love and cuddling against the cold,&lt;br /&gt;cuddly bear bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-6294137530395988106?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/w0rHzmRpZZQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" 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/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2010/12/shout-out-from-princeton.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAMRnk9eCp7ImA9Wx9TFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-8041140924838272127</id><published>2010-11-23T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T09:53:07.760-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-23T09:53:07.760-08:00</app:edited><title>just a dream</title><content type="html">just a dream by sam tsui and christina grimmie&lt;br /&gt;*loves this song as much as the original version*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2RA0vsZXf8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2RA0vsZXf8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i was thinking about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thinking about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thinking about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where we gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;open my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it was only just a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i travel back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down that road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will you come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it was only just a dream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;emo bear bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-8041140924838272127?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/CA9XLROUUM4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8041140924838272127/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=8041140924838272127" title="0 Comments" /><link 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gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcBQHo9eSp7ImA9WxNTGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-964947161663110056</id><published>2009-08-21T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:24:11.461-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-21T01:24:11.461-07:00</app:edited><title>Rainy Day</title><content type="html">Today, it rained heavily. In fact, it was one of the heaviest thunderstorm I have experienced ever since I returned. It seems like heaven knew I was in a downcast mood. At this moment, I am lost. Everything is swirling around me too fast, so fast that I could not catch my breath up with it. So fast that I am afraid I might be sucked into this twirl without realizing it and I might regret years later. What happened to the dreams that I once had? What happened to my ambitions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, since it was raining so heavily, I had no choice but to whip out my old trusty umbrella. Here are some pictures of me camwhoring with my umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372326591093069970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/So5Wkh982JI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Z0YHKKqNsv4/s320/IMG_2467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372327287522952050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/So5XNEXxg3I/AAAAAAAAALY/fDIFpo3CFAY/s320/IMG_2466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372328185906111010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/So5YBXHAoiI/AAAAAAAAALg/Z9RbcloGsUY/s320/IMG_2465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All dressed up with my sock and necklace and ready to leave the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;with rainy love,&lt;br /&gt;bear bear &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-964947161663110056?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/BJE9i7olycg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/964947161663110056/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=964947161663110056" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/964947161663110056?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/964947161663110056?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/BJE9i7olycg/rainy-day.html" title="Rainy Day" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/So5Wkh982JI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Z0YHKKqNsv4/s72-c/IMG_2467.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/08/rainy-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08FRnc-cSp7ImA9WxNTGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-3003528018973407236</id><published>2009-08-12T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:23:37.959-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-20T23:23:37.959-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">And so I heard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perfection hurts. Living in a world where perfection is expected, but yet the world itself is largely imperfect. The heart has long been numbed by the flurry of propaganda, especially during this month of celebration of the nation's birthday. In fact, it hurts so much that I could never be proud to declare of my nationality, to declare that I am part of a country that cares more about building its relations with other countries rather than caring for its own people. Evident from scholarships without bonds for students from other countries and lack of unemployment benefits, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others view us as a mixture breed nestled within Southeast Asia. We have no long history to be proud of. If probed further about our line of ancestry, we might even face difficulty in answering. Sometimes, I wish hard that I know my roots. Propaganda sure does a good job in trying to establish my roots through "this is home truly, where I know I must be". Seriously, hell no. Just like my ancestors who had floating roots and floated all the way to here, I believe that it is in my genes to have floating roots. As such, if the opportunities do arise elsewhere, I would certainly float there, just like what my ancestors have done. Home is only what you make out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, education here is considered to be one of the top. This is especially so since our education system is conducted mainly in English, with the topping of second language classes. Such an education system allows us to be able to study abroad without any language concerns, as compared to some other countries. Moreover, as much as we do actually have no language barrier, most of us have language capabilities that are "neither here nor there". A better phrase would be "jack of both languages, master of none". Of course, this may not be applicable to everyone here. But I am sure some people out there feel the same way as I do. When asked about what is our native language, I could sense both my Caucasian and Chinese classmates shooting their eyebrows up. I know, even I find it hard to believe it myself since I am sharing the same native languages but I could never speak as well as either of them. Perhaps the worst truth is that not many of us even know or use our own national language. Personally, I do not even have any idea what our national song means. It is very disheartening and to a certain extent, pathetic. What is the point of appointing a particular language to be our national language when it is not used daily by the majority in our nation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be so that this country is safe internally and tries to build up its relationships with the rest of the nations to ensure its external security. But as gamers would know, it always sucks to be in a small alliance where you have to constantly defend yourself and your alliance members against the big bully. If given a choice, I would join a strong big alliance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;bear bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-3003528018973407236?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/zVk1-bRwnCk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3003528018973407236/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=3003528018973407236" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/3003528018973407236?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/3003528018973407236?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/zVk1-bRwnCk/and-so-i-heard-perfection-hurts.html" title="" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-so-i-heard-perfection-hurts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUESXk-eCp7ImA9WxNTFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-278186816616461421</id><published>2009-07-26T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:50:08.750-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-16T12:50:08.750-07:00</app:edited><title>Love</title><content type="html">1 Corinthians 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;12 Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.I Feat Justin Timberlake - Dead and Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4WxDesCYVmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4WxDesCYVmM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;bear bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-278186816616461421?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/q0OkLGexSv0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/278186816616461421/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=278186816616461421" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/278186816616461421?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/278186816616461421?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/q0OkLGexSv0/love.html" title="Love" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/07/love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04CQn86fCp7ImA9WxJVGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-190328165228560187</id><published>2009-07-07T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:46:03.114-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T12:46:03.114-07:00</app:edited><title>in memory</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CRqYVFr7sL4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CRqYVFr7sL4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never liked memorials. yes, it is a session for those in grief to express themselves and share their feelings with one another. yes, it is a session for people to share their fond memories of their loved one. and it is also then did you realize that you dont actually know all aspects of that person's life. it makes you miss him or her even more. it makes you wish you have had more time to spend with him or her. after the entire event, emptiness starts to set in and you're back to the cold harsh reality. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it has nothing to do with the memorial of mj. i am just referring to memorials in general, if you know what i mean. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nonetheless, rest in peace, mj. the world appreciates all your contributions to the pop music world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Excerpt from &lt;em&gt;Will You Be There&lt;/em&gt; - Michael Jackson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In our darkest hour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my deepest despair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you still care?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you be there?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my trials and my tripulations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through our doubts and frustrations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my violence in my turbulence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through my fear and my confessions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my anguish and my pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through my joy and my sorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the promise of another tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll never let you part&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you're always in my heart"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with a heavy heart,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bear bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-190328165228560187?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/mlyUBESOlOk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/190328165228560187/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=190328165228560187" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8FQ38_eSp7ImA9WxJbFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-3817151948596411992</id><published>2009-05-19T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:46:52.141-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-26T14:46:52.141-07:00</app:edited><title>Dear UIUC</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for your care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for your constant encouragement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the friendly smiles of familiar faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for showing me that I can be better than who I really am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for instilling in me confidence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for stretching me to my limit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the enjoyable classes (can be boring at times)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the interesting and friendly professors (few not though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for all the knowledge you have imparted to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for improving my presentation skills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for showing me that great things come to those who seek it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the opportunities granted to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the cool learning environment (wonderful classroom acoustics and plugs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for helping me to grow and develop in my own way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for opening up my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for allowing me to interact with people I will never dream of meeting before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the super fast high speed internet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the expensive learning materials (not really =p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the super duper long accountancy classes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the challenging finance case studies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the cheap thrill of collecting back money from Henry administration building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the shudder of my most dreaded Math classes in Atgeld Hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the entertaining General Education modules in Gregory Hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the Architecture building where I got to showcase my creativity and have a hands-on experience in designing and making jewelery from scratch -- plain copper/silver/bronze metal piece &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the useful Rhetoric classes in English Building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the grand Foellinger Auditorium where I first met both President Joseph White and Chancellor Richard Herman and had my undergraduate Commencement Ceremony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the beautiful Illini Union which was one of the first buildings that greeted me upon my arrival (nice student meeting place and hotel all within one building )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the fun memory of Snow Day 2007 when school was closed for 2 days (Chancellor's Valentine's Day gift for us)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the beautiful school surroundings (makes me stop my pace to marvel in awe at times)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the meeting rooms in both undergraduate and Grainger libraries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the brightly lighted Illini Union Vending Machine rooms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the presence of cute squirrels and rabbits (though i wish they would watch out more for traffic whilst crossing the road)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for Espresso Royale Cafe (only to be found in this campus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the friendly MTD bus drivers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the ever-changing infamous Green Street (never fail to see new stores opening and old stores disappearing) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the efficient graduate departments and not so efficient undergraduate departments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the old school mascot of Chief Illiniwek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for allowing me to be part of the student referendum in the decision of the retirement of the school mascot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for all the amazing memories that can be found in the middle of a cornfield area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and finally,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the chance to allow me to be a proud alumni of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will always hold you close to my heart and miss you when I'm gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362879401556625186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SmzGZucKxyI/AAAAAAAAALI/9dw1nGC04pg/s320/P1050879.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's a picture of unglamorous me and beary who just graduated. Congrats =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;with graduation cap and gown,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;bear bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-3817151948596411992?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/pwHDSzxgFIo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3817151948596411992/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=3817151948596411992" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/3817151948596411992?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/3817151948596411992?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/pwHDSzxgFIo/dear-uiuc.html" title="Dear UIUC" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SmzGZucKxyI/AAAAAAAAALI/9dw1nGC04pg/s72-c/P1050879.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-uiuc.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQNRnkyfSp7ImA9WxJTE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-9113358604505376132</id><published>2009-04-21T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:16:37.795-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-21T07:16:37.795-07:00</app:edited><title>twitter</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm now on twitter!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*excited*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why join twitter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;coz everyone who is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; joins twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i'm a cool bear =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Follow me on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/withlovebear"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://twitter.com/withlovebear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cool bear bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s: okay, i've gotta admit that i'm not so cool to update twitter every hour or so. nonetheless, i'll try my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-9113358604505376132?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/2vnH638Mv0w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/9113358604505376132/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=9113358604505376132" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/9113358604505376132?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/9113358604505376132?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/2vnH638Mv0w/twitter.html" title="twitter" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/04/twitter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEARH8_fyp7ImA9WxVaEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-3905456976006271564</id><published>2009-04-07T00:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:37:25.147-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-07T23:37:25.147-07:00</app:edited><title>elitist bear bear</title><content type="html">so anyway, jie jie and i were doing the famous "which singaporean elite school do you belong to?" facebook application and here's our results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie jie's result: Dunman High School&lt;br /&gt;You think that you are different from other elite schools.You probably know the difference between a yangqin and a liuqin. You believe that you are better than them, as evinced in your world-views and personal experiences. And in most cases, you are right. That is until, you find yourself inevitably sucked into the rat race. You sometimes resent yourself for turning into the competitive and unfeeling creature that you really are not. Otherwise, you are generally good-natured, kind-hearted and frown upon vicious competition. In your quiet moments, you think "Luck is all I need".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My result: Raffles Girls School&lt;br /&gt;You are smart and motivated. In fact, you've been motivated since you were in nursery school. Sometimes, you wish you can unleash your inner being (either the rebellious ah lian or the slutty-party animal). You tend to giggle a little too much. You want to do everything because you feel that you are expected to do everything. In your quiet moments, you think "How did I become so lucky"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when jie jie saw her result, she was like "wtf!!!" she claims that her result is not true at all as she doesn't know the difference between a yangqin and a liuqin. in fact, she doesn't even know the existence of these two musical instruments till this quiz. all this while, i was laughing away with kitty. i guess mine is accurate to a certain extent since i actually do own the rgs uniform for bears. hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have you tried this facebook application?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;raffl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; bear bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: kor kor just did his quiz and his result was accurate! lol&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s: kor kor requested me to post his results. so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kor kor's result:&lt;br /&gt;You believe in yourself. You REALLY believe in yourself. You think it is very abnormal to not have a stressful education. You have your career plan mapped out since your first semester in Secondary One. You like the color of your uniform so much that many of you wear that uniform for life. You believe that you reap what you sow and human ingenuity is limitless. In your quiet moments, you think "I deserve to be lucky!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what this school is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-3905456976006271564?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/XY31Au987b0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3905456976006271564/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=3905456976006271564" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/3905456976006271564?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-06T13:53:46.645-07:00</app:edited><title>bathroom issues</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if you can have $5 or a 0.1% chance of getting $5,000, which option would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;most people would probably choose 0.1% chance of getting $5,000, which is akin to buying a lottery ticket. this accounts for the lottery ticket market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now, if you have to pay $5 or a 0.1% chance of paying $5,000, which option would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;most people would now probably choose the payment of $5 since there is a tendency to be risk adverse. this is similar to buying an insurance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;interesting, ain't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on a completely different sidenote, jie jie wonders what her bathroom mate (who shares the same bathroom with jie jie) majors in. her bathroom mate is ALWAYS hogging the bathroom for like forever and it is as if she doesn't need to leave her room to attend classes or whatsoever. *wonders what's so attractive about the bathroom* daily activities of HER in the bathroom includes washing laundry, chatting on phone whilst shitting in the toilet, washing the toilet but not making it clean (in other words, making the entire toilet floor wet), filling up pails of water just so she can wash her room, on top of peeing, pooping and showering. jie jie doesn't really mind it when she doesn't need the toilet. but when 人有三急, it can be pretty inconvenient, considering that she loves to hog the bathroom for the longest period of time. her track record is hogging the bathroom for up to 2 hours in a setting. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so how much time do you spend in your bathroom every day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pooping bear bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-6164693934590565434?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/n4_7jp-nS9E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/04/bathroom-issues.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UHRng6eCp7ImA9WxVbGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-5992533113047594334</id><published>2009-04-04T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T04:00:37.610-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-05T04:00:37.610-07:00</app:edited><title>happy international pillow fight day!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;april 4th marks the day for everyone to join in a mass pillow fight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woo hoo isn't it fun? it can be painful though, but it's all in the good nature of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jie jie currently has 4 pillows on her bed, which is quite weird considering that she has only 1 head. nonetheless, jie jie is kind enough to let me have one of the pillows :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kitty also has her own pillow, but for strange reason, she likes my pillow more and always come over to snatch my pillow away from me :( when i am in good mood, i will let her have one side of the pillow. however, if i am in a foul mood, i will kick her out of the bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, here's a clip from the international pillow fight held in chicago near the arts museum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's a pretty long clip, so there's really no point in watching the full clip unless u are really interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S5lNH1NPnTs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S5lNH1NPnTs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;off to engage in a pillow fight with kitty now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with pillows and cotton and feathers all over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bear bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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international pillow fight day!" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-international-pillow-fight-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8HRHkzeyp7ImA9WxVbFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-8982422085061993302</id><published>2009-03-30T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:00:35.783-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-31T00:00:35.783-07:00</app:edited><title>jai ho</title><content type="html">are u my jai ho (destiny)???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie jie and i are sooooo addicted to this catchy song from the movie "slumdog millionaire". it's such a clever remix by pussycat dolls. somehow, they manage to turn the original "indian-flavored" song that is aligned with tunes from various traditional instruments into their usual sluttish americanized pop song. interesting, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the movie itself is sort of catered for international audience. the main actor is from U.K and has never set foot into his home country prior to the filming of this movie. nonetheless, i still love this movie. in particular, i have a crush on the cute little boy who jumped into the pile of dung just to meet his favorite idol. (aww.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's his picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319240502844548354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SdG9DgbrZQI/AAAAAAAAALA/u5-Ih1mXErc/s400/slum-dog-millionaire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;cute right??? (*blush blush*) i know, he looks so adorable even though he isn't exactly in his best pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two versions of "Jai Ho" remix by Pussycat Dolls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSD-bfNkbPM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSD-bfNkbPM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFpZ2mlR04I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UFpZ2mlR04I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;slumbear millionaire (i wish!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-8982422085061993302?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/gw_keE290qw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/8982422085061993302/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=8982422085061993302" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/8982422085061993302?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/8982422085061993302?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/gw_keE290qw/jai-ho.html" title="jai ho" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SdG9DgbrZQI/AAAAAAAAALA/u5-Ih1mXErc/s72-c/slum-dog-millionaire.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/jai-ho.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUGQ3wzeyp7ImA9WxVbE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-5932434775610215152</id><published>2009-03-28T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:17:02.283-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-29T02:17:02.283-07:00</app:edited><title>Curtis Orchard</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's sharing some long over due pictures taken on a lil trip to curtis orchard (80 acre-farm with over 4500 apple trees and 20 acres of pumpkin - according to their website) during fall last year when the weather was much warmer than now. Jie jie said that the weather now is crazy, all thanks to global warming. It is currently spring season but yet it is snowing. i wish the weather could be more constant so that i can enjoy the nice spring weather fully instead of having to endure the weather that swings between spring and winter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303924694972878146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtTaJ9HzUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Y_DN0TTEsvE/s320/DSCN5338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Curtis Orchard with many many apple trees!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303924698914145938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtTaYoyxpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/eTJpk6mKA5U/s320/DSCN5342.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Crates of pumpkins just in time for Halloween pumpkin-carving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303924703867803730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtTarF1mFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/A38eYkfYyaQ/s320/DSCN5343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This gal dragging the cart with a pumpkin is so adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you think she is cuter or me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, the photo of her is not very clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(i did it on purpose. hee~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303924705924147858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtTaywG6pI/AAAAAAAAAJY/O7YTsvFtSIQ/s320/DSCN5355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apples on an apple tree (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303926819717406050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtVV1PsXWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/jqxNeC1sPpM/s320/DSCN5358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Close up of an apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303926858589731698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtVYGDk-3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/esgYSpG8I8w/s320/DSCN5366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Butterfly on the ground amidst the fallen apples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These apples are mostly rotting and disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303926821297317090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtVV7IX5OI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hX6ynEssB9U/s320/DSCN5361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pumpkin patch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303926849279552482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtVXjX26-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/-_dvUlrkd_U/s320/DSCN5362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unripe pumpkin (i think, or maybe it's watermelon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303926854051184226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtVX1JgPmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3G0TpWgbcPg/s320/DSCN5365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303928644334112802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtXACeN0CI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rLI4FiEEJJA/s320/DSCN5371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303928650813894866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtXAanHcNI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RgECs4mTcQo/s320/DSCN5376.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Popping corn waiting to be popped on-the-cob in the microwave oven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all for now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bear bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-5932434775610215152?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/KHKlbuh4EfM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/5932434775610215152/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=5932434775610215152" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/5932434775610215152?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/5932434775610215152?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/KHKlbuh4EfM/curtis-orchard.html" title="Curtis Orchard" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0COxLtUSPN8/SZtTaJ9HzUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Y_DN0TTEsvE/s72-c/DSCN5338.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/curtis-orchard.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEHQ3kycCp7ImA9WxVbEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-3246332602989825988</id><published>2009-03-27T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:33:52.798-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-27T19:33:52.798-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">nobody enters into a relationship, hoping that it would fail.&lt;br /&gt;it's just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's "Lucky" by Jason Mraz feat Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9iraoHE6JlY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9iraoHE6JlY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity that Jason Mraz's concert is held on the weekend before the finals. Otherwise, i would have attended it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;bear bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: we went to grand rapids at michigan this spring break. pictures will be posted up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-3246332602989825988?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/mjNTrpYCCrc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/3246332602989825988/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=3246332602989825988" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/3246332602989825988?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/3246332602989825988?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/mjNTrpYCCrc/nobody-enters-into-relationship-hoping.html" title="" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/nobody-enters-into-relationship-hoping.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YGQHo5cSp7ImA9WxVUE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-4447791392968962409</id><published>2009-03-17T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:32:01.429-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-17T10:32:01.429-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day!!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;drunk bear bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-4447791392968962409?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/qG5y390uKm0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/4447791392968962409/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=4447791392968962409" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/4447791392968962409?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/4447791392968962409?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/qG5y390uKm0/happy-st.html" title="" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8ARXs8fCp7ImA9WxVUEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-6610749087959796955</id><published>2009-03-16T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T04:44:04.574-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-16T04:44:04.574-07:00</app:edited><title>quotey quotes</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it. Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do about it." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- my favorite quotes adopted from The Curious Case of Benjamin Button - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bear bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-6610749087959796955?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/z-YXi-YaqL4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/quotey-quotes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYGRXg_eip7ImA9WxVVFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-1191204917837897810</id><published>2009-03-08T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:22:04.642-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-08T01:22:04.642-08:00</app:edited><title>What if God was one of us???</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will i be in the future?&lt;br /&gt;will i get a job?&lt;br /&gt;will i get promoted?&lt;br /&gt;how will my job interview go?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever get clean?&lt;br /&gt;who is going to feed me?&lt;br /&gt;who is going to clothe me?&lt;br /&gt;where will i get that large sum of money?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever get cured?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever get out of prostitution?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever get out of drug addiction?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever find my soulmate?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever get laid?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever get married?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever get over him?&lt;br /&gt;will she ever forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;does he love me?&lt;br /&gt;does she love me?&lt;br /&gt;how's my family?&lt;br /&gt;why didn't he call back?&lt;br /&gt;why did he leave?&lt;br /&gt;why is the world so evil?&lt;br /&gt;will there ever be peace?&lt;br /&gt;am i gay?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever lose weight?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever gain weight?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever grow taller?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever keep my straight "A's"?&lt;br /&gt;will i pass my course?&lt;br /&gt;will i get into the school i want?&lt;br /&gt;how's my life going to turn out?&lt;br /&gt;where are you?&lt;br /&gt;why won't my parent love me?&lt;br /&gt;why won't he love me?&lt;br /&gt;why won't she love me?&lt;br /&gt;why did he die?&lt;br /&gt;why did she die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;bear bear on behalf of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QgfVkSF_qCw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QgfVkSF_qCw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-1191204917837897810?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/UeEfM-WpPPw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" 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/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-if-god-was-one-of-us.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUNR385fSp7ImA9WxVWE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-3662026928728737696</id><published>2009-02-22T10:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:28:16.125-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-22T10:28:16.125-08:00</app:edited><title>lil baby</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="322" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.34"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=11897249&amp;amp;vid=4438098&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;intl=us&amp;amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/v/v12/w726/4438098_240_160.jpeg&amp;amp;embed=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.34" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="322" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="id=11897249&amp;vid=4438098&amp;lang=en-us&amp;intl=us&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/v/v12/w726/4438098_240_160.jpeg&amp;embed=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aw poor lil baby! the fat guy looks like kor kor when he is sleeping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with love and lack-of-beauty sleep,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bear bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-3662026928728737696?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/02/lil-baby.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IFR306fCp7ImA9WxVWEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683756734079343.post-2032703213418203972</id><published>2009-02-21T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:51:56.314-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-21T07:51:56.314-08:00</app:edited><title>"yes we can" learn english</title><content type="html">&lt;embed name="flashPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=" src="http://s.wsj.net/media/swf/main.swf" width="400" height="325" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoGUID={18ABFD73-31F6-435C-A8CD-25EBA4A5B254}&amp;amp;playerid=1000&amp;amp;plyMediaEnabled=1&amp;amp;configURL=http://wsj.vo.llnwd.net/o28/players/&amp;amp;autoStart=false” base=" seamlesstabbing="false" swliveconnect="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As President Barack Obama slowly rolls out his stimulus package, students in Japan are learning english based on the speeches that he had made. Isn't it interesting? Do they really understand what they are memorizing or are they just purely imitating him? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;bear bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683756734079343-2032703213418203972?l=withlovebear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/withlovebear/~4/W9D86AQWKNg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/feeds/2032703213418203972/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683756734079343&amp;postID=2032703213418203972" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/2032703213418203972?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683756734079343/posts/default/2032703213418203972?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/withlovebear/~3/W9D86AQWKNg/learning-english.html" title="&quot;yes we can&quot; learn english" /><author><name>with love, bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13448083151915834183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://withlovebear.blogspot.com/2009/02/learning-english.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

